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she asked.

- I don’t know, if I don’t get bored, then I’ll put my hand under her panties, I answered and began to run with my finger over the lips of the sex. Irka did not even move her legs, only took a deep breath.

- Get up shrimp - I asked, removing the hand.

Irka took a deep breath again and reluctantly stood up, looked at me briefly and got on all fours.

I pulled off her white panties, thighs, threw open his robe and attached to her from behind, took his hand in his penis, began to drive his head on the cunt. Irka's ass was smooth, it was nice to paw. The girl was wearing a bra, which I just moved to the neck, gaining access to the boobs. Having pressed a member to Irkina's ass, I felt her cool bosom. She was small, but very cool fit in the hands and was awesome to the touch.

Today I put the head inside a little bit and there was a great desire to push it all the way and just fuck this bitch in full, but I restrained myself and, like yesterday, I just pinned her ass, back and gap, just holding my dick with my finger, pressing it between the rolls Irkina ass. The remains squeezed out with a hand, on the sexual lips of her cave, which also flowed, not childish, to be honest.

Like yesterday, I lightly slapped Irka on the ass, then stroked her - You have a nice ass - I said softly and standing up, went to the bathroom.

While I was washing, then I dressed, Irka did not leave the room like that. But I didn’t care, she did her job, I was fine, but I already wanted more, because if she does, she will give it in another way. Now where will go!

In the evening I returned again late, but Seryoga was still awake, we ran into him in the corridor when I arrived.

- Hello how are you? He asked, holding out his hand to me.

- Fine and you? - I replied, shaking his hand.

- Yes, it seems to be normal - he shrugged his shoulders - At work they say that a penny is delayed, sometimes for a long time - he sighed.

- So come to me! - I grinned.

- I do not know we will see. I wanted to talk to you, how are you, not very tired? -

“Let's go to the kitchen,” I replied.

We went into the kitchen, sat down, I looked at him expectantly.

- There is such a thing - Sergey said thoughtfully - One guy suggested opening his own business. Handmade furniture to make and all sorts of rare antiques in the divine form of lead. He already has some of the equipment and the room is there. His parents in the country cottage and there is something like a barn. We were there today, we measured this little shed, in general it fits, only now the missing equipment needs to be purchased and a car will be needed. Will you help? - He looked at me.

- Is there a business plan? - I asked.

- So far only in the head - Sergey smiled.

- Translate it to paper, I'll see. In general, how much do you want, what are you planning to invest in this business? -

- Well, for a wheelbarrow, if you buy a second-hand gazelle, then you need three hundred thousand and seven hundred more for equipment. I’m on materials to make a couple of samples and already sell them, and start giving loans, and buy new materials. In general, two, two and a half Leman is needed - he sighed.

- A lot! I laid out so much for this hut, at one time - I grinned - True, the money was worth more then. Okay, I'll think about it for a couple of days, but for now you’ll make a business plan with this guy. Though you are a brother, but the amount is sensitive for me. If you convince, I’ll take out a part of the turnover, take a part with a loan from a bank, take it under my company so that it doesn’t be stressful. And I will give you Gazelka, but for this you will pay me a loan interest. It will be small there, but it will still be -

- No question - Sergey was delighted - Tomorrow, early in the morning I will go to the guy and start to impose a business plan, we will do it in a couple of days. We thought about the bank, even called a few, but they either need a guarantor or want a percentage, mom don't worry -

- How much do they want? - I asked.

- For the sum up to three lyams, at least twenty-nine percent want - the brother sighed.

- How did you want? This is business! They have their own, you have yours. Do you want to make money on other people's money for free? - I grinned.

- Listen, but from three Lyamovs, it is almost nine hundred pieces a year you have to pay, if you take for five years, and if for a shorter period, you pay more. We do not have time for a month to scrape together a hundred. Well, if after the second month the turnover goes -

- You take three leaves, you leave a couple of hundred, to pay interest, so as not to bathe and develop. So almost everyone starts - I grinned.

- How do they know that there is no income and real estate, immediately go back down, or raise the percentage. Already from fifty per annum speech and give birth to everything that will be bought, only through the bank to carry out. Everything will be the property of the bank, until we pay some part -

- Here I also started. But nothing came up - I grinned - Okay, give me a couple of days, ponder what's what, and prepare a plan for you. The day after tomorrow we will discuss. The guy is your reliable? - I asked.

“You know him, at least I saw him.” He is my classmate, the former. Oleg Pokryshkin, can you remember? -

- I don’t know, I’m not sure, but I don’t remember. Maybe when I see, I’ll remember, but no, I don’t remember - I answered.

- Okay, bro, I will go to sleep, now Oleg will clink and sleep, in the morning to start to stir up with him -

- Come on, I'll go too, even there is a reluctance, tired of something. The second day of turmoil. Like the boss, but I'm getting tired, like a loader - I grinned. And we parted.

In the morning, coming out of the bathroom and making sure that there was no Sergey’s shoes and clothes, I decided to do the opposite, first go to Irka and then have breakfast.

Having opened the door to the room and finally making sure that there is no brother, seeing Irka lying in proud solitude, I said on the sofa Irushchik, I want to finish your ass -

She glanced at me, sighed, and turned her head to the wall.

- Come crustacean - without ceremony, I said, kneeling on the sofa. Irka cycled, sighed and stood on all fours. I already habitually pulled off her panties, moved the bra, opened my robe, attached to her ass, pressing the member between her ass rolls and crouching began to crush her boobs. Then he straightened up, took his hips and began to drive a member of her ass. I put my head to the chocolate eye and moved it over it. The member was stone, but it was not enough just to move along the lips and ass. I began to excite Irka with my hand, massaging my clitoris with my finger and pushing my finger into the burrow. The cave was already wet with grease, very wet. I ran the head along the crotch, put it to the hole and gently pressed, pushing the head inside. Irka jerked and led her ass to the side. A member slipped out of her.

“You promised you wouldn't enter me,” she whispered.

- I did not enter, just stuck the tip and everything. I will not go deeper - I said and again thrust my head inside and stopped, stroking Irkin's ass, reassuring like a mare. Then he began to stroke his butt hole with his thumb, slightly pressing on it, not removing the penis, but not moving deeper either. Then he began to slightly fuck Irka, gently shaking her hips, so that her entrance slid over the bridle. And then he began to gently pull out the head and thrust it back. At first he did it slowly to get her used to it, and then he gradually accelerated, but he didn’t go deeper, massaging only his bridle, its narrow place.

And then I felt that she flinched, then another and another, and having buried her face in a pillow, Irka began to cum, often wincing, and from this and massage the head of her penis, I also began to cum, without ceasing to enter and slightly pull out the head, massaging bridle and ending inside. So I wanted to blow on the very eggs, but I was holding back, the time has not come yet.

Having waited until the member began to fall off, I pulled him out, habitually gently slapped the girl on the ass, stroked the hips and waist, pressing it against the member and letting it go.

Coming out of the shower, he went to breakfast, making himself a couple of bouters and coffee.

Irka left the room in about ten minutes. She scurried into the bathroom for a long time there ... Read more →

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