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Without answering, the girl, wagging her ass, went to the roof with a blanket. Zhenya called Vika, who was following her:

- Vika, what were you arguing about then? When talking about condoms.

- We? - Vick looked at him and said: - A little later he will know, Zhen. Fair.

Coming out on the roof, Zhenya saw a blanket spread out in the far corner of the room. Put the bucket, slowly said:

- I still do not leave me feeling a slight unreality of what is happening, girls.

- What is it? - Olga asked. I looked at Vika.

- Well, because it is in relation to me as if I accidentally pulled out a check for a million from a pile of autumn leaves. The chances are tiny ... But after all, in fact - I understand, I feel everything ... My head is spinning a little ...

“Sometimes, Zhen, it happens something that is hardly believed,” Vika approached him and leaned in front of her with her whole body.

- And sometimes it is something that is hard to believe at all, - Olya hugged him from behind, also hugging.

Zhenya took Vika’s face in his palm and kissed her rich lips. Then he turned around and already Olina's lips drowned in his lips. The girls sighed with a small interval, and then Olya said:

- Marrying, come on bluntly. Did you take condoms?

- Took it.

“Then carry all that is,” the girl took his hand and silently put it between her legs. His second hand put herself in the same place Vika. Eugene stood, feeling the hot swelling and slippery, and then through the force took a step, moving away from them.

In the office he quickly took out a pack from his bag and almost ran back.

- Who will be the first? - he asked.

- We will be right away, - Vika was a little puzzled by him. - You asked - what did we argue about then? Arguing about the number of condoms, you already understand. And that's what stood at stake ...

She expressively looked at Olya, nodded to her, with a wink. Olga, after a little pause, got up on all fours on a blanket, turning a beautiful ass with light brown flower of oily lips to Zhena. She turned her head to him, said hoarsely:

- Zhenya, it's all yours ... Forward ...

Having opened a pack and having got one of rubber "cartridges" for its "trunk", Eugene, having lagged a little, began to put on a cover. And Vika squatted in front of Olya, then gently sat down and lay on her back, spreading her legs in front of the girl and leaning on her elbows.

“The loser is the first to surrender to you,” said Vika. - And at the same time will make kuni another.

She gently pulled Olya's head to her bosom, threw back her head.

Down with the brakes - quite a beaten expression. Break, rush, rush ... The essence of synonyms is clear and sufficiently describes the expressiveness of the action.

But still dry and can not describe many things happening at the same time.

As the guy almost falls behind Oli and jerks himself into the wet mouth, causing the girl to moan ...

As this moan almost drowns in the wet rollers of Vina’s vagina, pushed apart by Olin's tongue ...

As this almost drowned sound, as if passing through Vika, breaks out muffled from her mouth ...

As Zhenya’s first thrust is accompanied by a wet slap of his scrotum on Olina's lower lips ...

How...

Yes, a lot more what "how" ... Is it all describe and remember later.

Only time, as a constant, can somehow describe what is happening. From the beginning to the end, the first act of this play took about five minutes on the force.

Zhenya was sitting behind Oli, who lay down at the time of orgasm, only turning her head to the side, on Vika’s thigh. He was looking at the closing doors that gave him the first girl’s real orgasm in his life. Olya and Vika calmed their breathing, while Olya also slightly licked the moisture on her friend’s lips.

“Olya ...” the guy called. - How are you?

- Well-oh ... - she stretched out relaxed. - Vick, how are you?

- Super ... - the blonde lifted herself up on her elbows, stroked Olya's head. “You were just a rocket today.”

- The charge was hammered into the carcass, - Olga smiled, - so, I will treat my friend ... Once a rare chance fell out ...

They all laughed, then they unburdened themselves, sat down side by side on a blanket. Zhenya carefully pulled off the full condom, shook his head - where to put it.

- Come on, - Olga stretched out her hand. Carefully tied him up and threw him into a corner. Lay on his back, putting his head on the guy's feet. I fingered the remnants of sperm from my dick and quickly licked it. I grinned, noticing the guy's eyes opened in surprise.

“Well, tell me,” she said.

- What to tell you?

“Your feelings,” Vika joined in the conversation. - Did you like it, no?

“I liked it very much,” said Zhenya, smiling at this proverb. - Only a little understood, it would be necessary to repeat. But for the first time you understand little, I read.

- First time? - Olga raised on an elbow. - Are you ... the first time now?

“Yes,” said Zhenya, simply.

“Yyy,” Vika said, a little enviously. - I also want so much ... to be with the boy first ...

“You were yesterday,” Olya showed her tongue.

- This is not it! I want to really, into me!

- Well, - Olga squinted slyly, - I think that Zhenya has a chance to be your first ... in some places.

Vika suddenly burst into paint, having guessed the essence of the hint. Zhenya glanced at the soft ass of the girl, imagining the process of diving into the narrower of the two holes. His cock twitched a bit and began to swell.

- ABOUT! - Olya appreciated this process. - And the idea is good! Vikus, your butt is definitely to the taste of our worker.

“Let's not today only,” said the blonde shyly. - I need to prepare, morally ... and in general.

- Do not worry, I will help, - Olga winked at her. - In the meantime, you can take from the parade.

Vika nodded in agreement, looked at Zhenya:

- Would you like it?

- I? - Zhenya thought a bit, then looked at the dense rollers, only slightly dispersed from moisture. - Come on. Lie on your back, bend your legs ... like this.

He bent Vika's legs, pressing them against the belly of the girl. He did not give to dissolve, admiring the resulting still life.

“Buns and peaches,” he commented. I touched my lips with my fingers, grabbed them, pulling them away and crushing them.

“Yes, the panorama was great,” said Olya, sitting on the side. She held her girlfriend's legs while Zhenya pulled on a new “spacesuit” on her “cosmonaut”.

- Ltd! - issued the sound of Vick, when Zhenya pressed his hips, entering it. - The beginning is an inspirational ...

- And then it will not be disappointing, - Olga assured her. She stroked the guy on the back, slightly pushing him behind the ass at the time of the greatest immersion and squeezing the buttocks.

His affection was pleasant to his wife, although for the most part he was focused on the form of the rollers absorbing his cock with Vicky's tight flesh. He always liked this look, it was such lips - thick, large and almost invisible small - that aroused him especially.

He moved faster and faster, casting glances at Wikino’s face. She closed her eyes, licked her lips and moaned softly, still raising the tone of the sounds. So she breathed often, often, grabbed Zhenya by the arms and squealed a little ... Sensing the waves of Vikina's shaking of “mink,” Zhenya made the last sharp deep pitches ... And he fell back onto Vicki’s legs, taking them.

After lying like that for a minute, I forced myself to get off the girl, letting her legs relax. I settled near. Olya stroked his chest:

- Rest, our good. Nice work.

“Yeah,” Zhenya answered in his own way. - Vick, thank you.

- You too, - the girl reached out to his palm, slightly squeezed. - I now go somewhere else generally lazy ...

- Of course, the second time my girl has already finished, - Olga affectionately and a little lispingly agreed. - That's good for her. I would have been like that if the second time ...

She pulled herself up, shaking her hand over her lips and besieging Zhenya:

- Lie-lie, nonsense said! Burst out, sorry! Get some rest!

Zhenya looked at her, turned his eyes between her legs, where a shiny shining pussy was slightly visible. And said:

- Do you want it like that? You kneel above me, over your face. And I lie down and lie down.

- Want! - Olya did not open it and immediately threw a leg over the guy, slightly moving. Looked Zhenya ceased her beautiful, albeit completely different than Vika, pussy. The lips were not so full and started higher, but were very beautiful.

Zhenya admired a little view, and then pulled Olya to his ass, settling in more comfortably, and licked the sticky core of her flower. The girl half sighed – half groaned and leaned on her arms, involuntarily pressing herself closer to the boy’s mouth. Then she began to make short forward movements towards such a pleasant language. Zhenya licked her lips, constantly visiting the clitoris berry at the top, and squeezed the elastic hemispheres of Olina's priests.

- Ol, let's do it, - asked Vika, who was sitting next to her.

She threw the girl back, waited until Olga would move the support of the hands and slightly pushed her ass forward, like an ice floe to meet the tide of the married tongue. And stared at him as he began to write out figures on Olya's boat of labia.

- Ah ... ah ... ah-ah-ah ... Ah-ah-ah! - Olya broke off the harsh rhythm of the swings of her pelvis, which already resembled a gallop on a horse at a gallop. Vika picked her up under her back, helped to spread her leg and lie down next to Zhenya.

The guy turned on his side, wiping his lips with his hand. Vika leaned over to him through a friend and firmly kissed him on the lips, collecting the remnants of juice.

- Vika, tell me ... - Zhenya thought that he could already ask about it, - ... how long have you been with Olya? Well ... together?

- Sleep? - the girl understood him. - Two years, yes, Ol?

“Something like that,” Olga agreed, stretching her legs to the side. - Uh, it seems to me there is still shaking.

- But you and the guys, too ... So you are "bi"? - continued Eugene.

- Zhen, do you want advice? - said Vika more seriously. - Do not hang tags. People are different and all have their own stories. Just take them as they are. Or do not take your cause. But do not judge, do not rush to conclusions.

“Vika, I'm not talking about that,” the little embarrassed boy took her palm. - I just have this for the first time ... So that everything at once ... and so great.

“We’re actually the first in two years,” said Olya, lifting herself to her elbow. - It’s a long time to tell, just ... sad stories each happened to the guys in their own time. Each has its own, but ... the result was one. We studied together, we also came to work together. I immediately went to the workshop, and Vika was first in the management. While one local woodpecker did not begin to glue to it. Well, when I got a chance, I got into a mess, began to spoil her life. She went here, the benefit just the rate was released.

“You got it,” Zhenya shook his head. - Girls, sit down next, I want to hug you.

They sat on the sides of him, hugged. Zhenya stroked their shoulders, kissed their slightly saddened faces.

“I don’t know your sorrows, but I don’t really want to cause them to repeat,” he said. - And if I suddenly inadvertently become, then I give my word of honor - I will disappear immediately.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh? - Let's not talk about it.

“The main thing is that we don’t regret having opened up to you,” added Vika. - You're good, Zhenya. We in men understand.

“Thank you,” smiled the guy.

- Only the name you need to change! - Olga said busily. Only sparks of laughter in her eyes suggested that she was joking. - Not a Cat, but a Cat!

All three laughed. Olya got up and commanded:

- And now everything is in the shower! Need to freshen up!

The sun played a little rainbow in a small corner full of sniffing, happy squeals and joyful summer laughter ...