more powerful. With his mouth open, he looked at the actions of the girl, and practically saw nothing - the ecstasy blurred his eyes. Scarlet lips, without stopping, slid along the penis. Pretty Alice first class sucked. But having rested, she took the penis out of her mouth (although she continued to hold tightly in her hand, like a toy she was afraid to let go) - she grinned and looked up at Jeanne’s conspiratorial eyes and the conspiratorial eyes.

Then Alice sat Kostik on the chair. And she herself dropped to her right on her knees, bent down and, taking the guy's cock in her hand, brought her face closer to him. To the left of Kostik there was an empty seat. Joan went down there. Just like a friend, kneeling, leaning, brought her face to Kostik's penis. And then they both began to suck. In turn, sitting down on a titanium rod with pretty heads, they licked it from both sides, sliding their lips over it. Kostik got a double portion of caresses. Red and white pleasure. At some point, he had a vision of how a powerful beam emanates from his penis, a luminous flux, which immediately divides exactly in half and rushes into the mouth of the girls. But only a part of this stream disappears in the mouths, the residual rays bend around the female bodies, penetrate the hem, penetrate the loins of the girls, filling them and igniting.

"Sex is the best medicine for the blues and evil thoughts," thought Alice at the moment when licking Kostiku's testicles, while Jeanne was actively fingering. Then the girls have changed. The member seemed to be getting harder and harder. Jeanne looked up at Kostya’s face and lifted the hem of her red dress, exposing her white ass in black thongs. The boy's hand immediately grabbed a gorgeous female ass. I began to stroke him, getting into the panties. The young man’s fingers touched his tender, moist lower lips. Alice did not tear up the hem of her dress, but did not interfere, Kostya did it. Thus, Kostik with two hands began to caress the priests and pussies of the girls, while they oral plead him. Sex is the best medicine.

And again the vision. Not even a vision, but a mystery. In fact, they are not two girls, but one is a supergirl consisting of two faces, two bodies, four arms, four legs. She has everything multiplied by two. Two mouths, two vaginas, four breasts, four buttocks. For, as with a single whole, the girls did not have a desire to kiss each other. For them, kissing each other is like kissing yourself.

Alice rose from her knees. She took off her panties. Zadrala hem. Oh, how amazing she looked in a black dress with a bare bottom: bulky thighs, slender bare legs, shaved groin! Holding the hem of her dress up, she sat astride Kostya. He felt her hand pointing his penis inside her. Inside its honey cave. Penetration. Cognition Merge Kostik holds Alisa by the buttocks. Alice hugs the boy and jumps on it quickly, passionately, impatiently. She moans. He too. Jeanne is watching. The phone rings.

The phone rings. Alice heard it, and, without stopping the rhythm, said to Joan:

- Look, who is it?

Jeanne went to Alice's purse, got the phone: - This is Vlad.

Continuing to ride Kostina's pussy, Alice turned to her friend:

- Let me talk to him.

Jeanne, grinning, gave the phone to her friend.

Continuing to fuck vigorously, Alice pressed the call button and brought the phone to her ear.

- Hello, Vlad, hello, how are you? What are you doing? Where are you? And I'm in Asgard. No, I'm alone. More precisely, with a friend, with Jeanne - while Alice looked not at all at Jeanne, but at Kostya, who, squeezing her ass, helped her ride not his penis. - If you want, let's meet. Come on. Will you check in? How much? About ten minutes? - while she looked at Jeanne, - well, stop by. Well, see you soon.

She pressed the button to stop talking, and, embracing Kostya, began to mate even more vigorously. But gradually slowed down the amplitude and speed of movement. She stopped. Lifting the pelvis, released a member of the cave.Continuing to sit astride Kostya, continuing to embrace him, she said: “We must go,” and for the first time during the whole evening Kostya kissed.

Then she got up, put on her panties, straightened her dress, and refreshed herself - as if she hadn’t been in her performance of an exciting suction and furious sex.

“I leave it to you, friend,” she said to Jeanne, and without even saying goodbye to Kostya, she left the room. Jeanne went to Kostya and in one motion took off her dress. The neat triangle at the bottom was also red. So, if she was painted, she was painted everywhere. But it was no longer important. For she sat astride Kostik, naked and no less desirable than her blond friend. On the tree of Yggdrasil, after the white fire was preparing to light up red. At that moment, Kostya thought that he was not an ordinary girl, but a Phoenix bird, whose head was engulfed in fairy fire. Taking with her hand the indomitable titanium rod, she inserted it inside her.