on his stomach. Sasha was without gum.
“And this Mademoiselle reminds me all the time about the harm of unprotected sex,” holding back a laugh, just smiled at Vova.
He closed the door and went on to the kitchen.

He put the kettle on, opened the fridge, drank the floor of the Pepsi bottle, wiped his hand, inhaled with pleasure. While he was boiling, he made a morning warm-up, stretching, then squats, pushups. Having chosen a suitable place, I pumped the lower and upper press. Then he fulfilled the bar. Kettle has long been boiled. Vova fumbled on the shelf, found some kind of a box with a mixture of wonderful aromas and brewed tea. Sitting naked in the kitchen, drinking tea and looking out the window, Vova thought about the events of last night, about strange sensations in the stomach and where the soul is supposed to be. This feeling on the one hand was unpleasant, but on the other brought peace and incomprehensible joy.

- "Yes, there can be no love," thought Vova and sipped some tea.
Spicy drink pleasant warmth spread out inside.
“No, not exactly love, but what? Strange affection? No, well, I love a little something.
Before reaching some logical conclusion, Vova finished his tea, put an empty cup in the sink and went back. Stopped at the door of the guest. The couple turned over on his stomach, now Sasha was on top and amusingly moved his booty, lifting a little blanket. Yulina gleamed intermittently with lubricant, her sexual lips sprang enticingly, her fingers were sometimes visible in the area of ​​the clitoris. It seems Vova heard their deep sighs and that Sasha was whispering something to Yulia.

- “Okay, there is still time” - Vova went further.
It was already light. Thinking about his, Vova stumbled on a yesterday's cat. The cat was cool, with a mischievously smiling muzzle and very lively, as for a toy, eyes.
- And who left without demand? - There was a little indignant murmur from under the pillows and blankets. - Did the tiger grumble?
- You are not a tiger, but just a tiger cub - Vova sat down laughing, and then lay down on top of Max. - Even more likely tigrenIk!
Vova specially wrapped the word, it seemed so funnier and funnier to him. I wanted to show tenderness and affection, but as if they did not have it seriously.
- I am your tigrenik? - Max sweetly reached out and in one motion laid Vova on the shoulder blades, being on top.
The blanket was between them.

- Well? - Max was delivered with a blanket, trying to pull him out, but the "cocoon" did not want to get out. - Yes, what is it then?
- Yes, you, my tiger! - Vova, with a jerk, pressed Max’s head to his ear, somehow completely impossible, with an acrobatic trick, freed Max from half of the blanket and wrapped his legs around his hips, letting the young morning start, exhausted from the morning erection, rest where it was needed.
Max raised himself over Vova, with wide open surprised and joyful eyes looked at Vova. Vova just nodded, realizing that he didn’t understand what the hell he was doing and what all this could lead to.

Max entered easily. Made a few frictions and miavnuv "oh no longer I can," Vova finished weakly in the ass.
- Sorry, at night everything turned out - Max spread his hands guiltily.
- Nothing - Vova gently pulled him out of himself and wrapped a limp member in a napkin.
Vova also rubbed himself.
- Sorry, but you need to immediately shower. The consequences of unprepared sex so to say.
- Only with you.
- With pleasure.

- Hey, doves, are you there soon? - Julia looked into the shower. - Well, guys, I understand I got carried away, but here people also want to take a pot of heart and just wash.
She giggled at Max’s lingering attempts to restore her “boyfriend” to the position of “12-hour readiness.”
- Yes, now, now - Max was distracted. - Damn, well, does not come out!
- Blowjob could possibly solve the case - Vova made an attempt.
- Not! I don't wanna fuck you in my mouth!
- Then without options.
- Let me help.

We sat in the kitchen and enjoyed drinking freshly made coffee.
“I'll go out with you, throw out the cups.” And then the mother, if she finds out, will kill nafig - Max laughed.
Sashka just sat next to Julia, drove one hand over her woolen leggings and looked with loving eyes.
- Well, well, baby. Tell daddy and he will buy you for me without any problems.
- And just buy?
- Well, through Max's parents, let him go and you will be happy.
- As if I see you for the last time.
- Come more often on the Olympic day, you will see not the last - Julia smiled. - Just do not skip classes, otherwise I’ll first get your daddy on a spanking with addictions.
- I will protect and defend you - Sasha said very seriously.
- move away? - whispered Max Vova.
He nodded.
- We are not for long - Yule answered the dumb question.
“Taxi in 15 minutes,” she replied, and sat down on Sasha’s lap, who immediately hugged her with pleasure.

- We will meet soon? - Max launched some kind of toy on his computer and clicked sluggishly with his mouse.
- I do not know. It will depend on my schedule, on your schedule. We can take a walk on Tuesday, I will have a window in the afternoon.
- Yes?
- Yes. Hey, Max, well, not sour. I'm not hopeless cancer patient, you seem to be too. Won play in your favorite toy, develop boredom.
- After yesterday's night, all this was already something wrong.
- Come on. Well, what can I do to make you bloom?
- Boys don't break up - grunted, but Max smiled. - Boys have fun.
- Say no more dancing! Well, that's fun for me, but I will not meet with you - Vova let himself be offended and began to grumble.

- Oh, I don’t need to hang Chinese noodles on my ears - “offended child” inside Max disappeared. - Let only your parents try you, in general the whole schedule will be filled with our address and the address of our summer residence. And in general on all holidays you will be mine.
- And they lived happily ever after, and started a dog and a bunch of children - Vova laughed.
“Well, I don’t know about the heap of children.” Max glanced at his crotch and Vovina in doubt. - Parents want grandchildren and brides already pick me up.
He grimaced.
- Just cute girls for a night of pleasure - he thought. - But the dog, I can start. Do you like dogs?
- Frankly, not very.
- Oh, stop! What about your zoo menu? I can see, right? Or even get a dog and train it for you? And he can when you want me? - Max stopped and, by the look of Vova, he understood that a decent stick had happened. - Sorry, sorry, I did not want. No, of course this will not happen.

He jumped up from his chair, walked over and hugged Vova by the head, pulled him close.
- Tigers don't treat their cats like that!
“Tigers just play games,” said Vova.
In the kitchen, as if the last chord, the phone rang - a taxi arrived.