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Hi, my name is Elvira, and I continue to talk about my sexual adventures.

This case became one of the most important in my life, and in our relations with my boyfriend, Andrey.

If you remember, Andrei, having passed the test, returned to the summer camp early in the morning. At the same time, Andrei found traces of sex and sperm in our room and on me. I had to admit to Andrew that I cheated on him with two physical instructors, students of the department of physical culture at our institute.

Andrew was upset by this, but he was so excited that he didn’t make scenes of jealousy just with me.

After this incident, Andrew never once reproached me for treason. Everything went on as usual. Two weeks have passed. I was surprised when one day I was called to the phone to the camp director's office.

On the wire was Paul, my former boyfriend and classmate. After I began to meet with Andrew, Paul became my lover.

- Hello baby, started the conversation Paul.

“Do you remember that next week is my birthday?”

- Yes, of course, I replied, knowing why Pasha called.

- We are not against a small picnic in nature?

- Of course not, I replied, feeling my pussy ache languidly.

I knew that a picnic for me would surely end up having sex with Pasha.

- exe, glad Pasha. I decided to celebrate on Saturday.

- Well, I replied, without thinking twice. I'll take two days off.

“Then I'll pick you up on Saturday morning at ten o'clock.” Take a swimsuit, we go to the reservoir.

- Agreed, I answered and hung up.

Taking advantage of the right moment, I warned the camp director that I would take my vacation days on Saturday and Sunday. Having nothing against my plan, the director noted two days of my vacation in his calendar.

Returning to my squad, I found Andrew. When I told him about my plans for the next Saturday. My boyfriend was not happy with what he heard. Why, Andrew knew Pasha from my stories about school. At the same time, I mentioned a couple of times that I met with my classmate.

Despite Andrei’s attempts to persuade me to give up the trip for Pasha’s birthday, I remained adamant. At the same time, I referred to the fact that I firmly promised to Pasha that I would come and do not want to disappoint him. In addition, I told Andrew that I was not his thing and I have the right to decide for myself where to go and where not.

In the end, Andrei came to terms with the thought that I would spend the day in the company of my ex-boyfriend.

On Friday evening, I packed up and the last bus left for the city.

At home, I first took a bath. Enjoying warm water, I carefully picked up intimate places so that not a single hair would spoil my appearance in a bathing suit.

Wearing a light robe, I called a friend. Chatting with Olga, I told her about my plans for Saturday. Olga confessed to me that at first Paul wanted to invite her and Natasha, our third girlfriend. But my friends politely refused to Paul. After receiving the refusal, Pavel told Olga that he did not find me at home and asked where I could be found. Knowing that I was doing practice in a summer camp, Olga told my ex-boyfriend about it.

Having learned this detail from my girlfriend, I thought a little. But I, having already promised Pasha that I would come, could not refuse, and even if I confess, I didn’t want to.

After drinking tea with my mom, I went to bed to be in shape the next day.

When I woke up at nine in the morning, I realized that I was almost asleep. Not getting breakfast, I was going and drank tea on the go. By ten o'clock I was ready.

The weather was excellent. I wore a light summer dress that barely reached my mid-thigh. From the underwear on me were only white lace panties. I did not like to wear a bra and the weather was warm. So I decided not to wear it.I threw the swimsuit and spare panties in my purse, putting in the same men's cologne, which I prepared for my boyfriend's birthday, but now I decided to give it to Pasha.

As soon as I had time to put on sandals, as the doorbell rang. When I opened, Paul stood on the threshold.

Unlike Andrew, with his 170cm, Paul was almost two meters tall. So he physically looked more attractive than my boyfriend. I must admit that I have always liked taller men more. Andrew won my heart with his character, devotion and uncompromising love for me.

Pavel smiled and kissed me on the lips. My ex holding bag, smiled while I closed the door. When we left the entrance, a minibus was waiting for us on the street.

Pavel opened the door and politely offered to sit, pointing to the empty seat.

Already sitting in a minibus, I saw Serik and Philip sitting in the backseat, my former classmates and Pasha's friends.

When I saw my former classmates, I was a little upset when I decided that sex with Pavel broke off for me.

But on the other hand, I will not change Andrew, I thought, welcoming Philip and Serik, who were kissing me on both cheeks.

Making me compliments, the guys started chatting like at school, telling stories from life. They asked me about what I do, who I meet with.

In conversation with former classmates, the time flew by quickly. When we reached the goal. Imagine how surprised I was when the bus drove into the territory of the camp in which Andrei and I were doing the practice!

In my questioning look, Pasha smiled shrugging

- My uncle works at the service yard. He organized us a cottage near the dance floor. Free and convenient!

I do not know what Pasha was counting on, inviting me to my birthday in this camp. There was only one room in the cottage. There were only three beds. Of course, Pasha and I should have been in the same bed. But the room was small and the beds were so close that one could squeeze between them only sideways.

To give Pasha in front of our former classmates, who were only a meter away from me, I was not going to!

"Well and good," I thought. “If sex with Pasha breaks off, I’ll make a surprise to Andrew. He will surely be in seventh heaven with the joy that I will spend the night in his company, and not with my ex. "

Before we started to stay in the cottage, Serik and Philip escaped to the toilet and I was left alone with Pasha.

Taking advantage of a convenient moment, Pavel embraced me and held me close, began to kiss. I responded to the passionate kiss of Pasha, feeling his hand slipping under the light dress, stroking and squeezing my ass.

My pussy quickly got wet and started whining wanting more. Pavel, having known me for a long time, without ceremony, put his hand into my panties. I groaned, legs apart and making it easier for my lover to access my pussy.

Pasha's fingers began to skillfully caress my clitoris and slide their fingers along the wet slits. Reaching down to my vagina, my fingers gently stimulated the entrance to my hole, and again slid upwards to the tubercle of my clitoris.

I moaned softly, taking a kiss on the lover's lips. Kissing with Pasha, I was so carried away that I didn’t hear the voices of the returning friends outside the door.

The door swung open and Serik and Philip tumbled into the room. I quickly pulled away from Pasha and pulled the dress up. But the friends who came in could not help noticing what Pasha and I had just been doing.

This was immediately clear from their contented smiles. I, blushing, and trying not to look at my former classmates, began to pull my swimsuit out of my bag.

- C'mon Elvirochka, Philip turned to me, we did not see anything! And grinning added

- And if that, do not hesitate, ask and we will turn away.

I did not answer, looked at Philip and twisted her finger at the temple. The guys just laughed, laying out things. While I was thinking about where to change clothes and put on a swimsuit, guys, not paying attention to my presence, changed their clothes, changing their panties to melting. My view involuntarily slipped on the merits of guys.

All three had decent sized members. But a member of Serik especially attracted my attention. He was not only thicker and longer than the others ...

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