I want her to suck my dick, never take it out of my mouth, look ingratiatingly into my eyes, kneeling, kowtowing in everything, amusing my self-esteem and low-minded ambitions. I want to see how she gives herself to me, all without a trace, I want to feel the unlimited power over her, own, possess her, so that she becomes my property, a trouble-free and weak-willed doll, which I will manage for the sake of entertainment. But I will never admit it, I will always find the cause, and if it is not there, I suck a high-flown delusion out of my finger, I will say it with a confident tone and make everyone believe in it, taking it as a weighty and undeniable reason to do just that and in no other way. It's easier than to look into your soul and see there a tub of smelly mud, admit to yourself that you doused with this mud from head to toe, and all the water in the world will not be able to wash off this dirty trick that has penetrated flesh to the very bones. I will call myself a free-thinking person without complexes and restrictions, a person of broad views, I will say that I do not recognize the framework of a brainless herd society.

I will say that all of them are special, the only one who sees the truth, while everyone else wanders in the dark, stumbling and breaking legs on numerous prejudices that drag from the past to their hunched backs. I will look with disdain on those who honor morality and honor, to call as weak people those who sincerely offenders, I will laugh at those who see good in people and expect only good things from others, knowing in my heart that I myself out of this is not capable. I suddenly realized that I was sitting and mindlessly looking at the floor. Again he thought and stopped, sometimes it happens, in recent days, nervous tension seems to be more likely. I stretched my face with my hands with my hands, drank wine and shook my head, shaking out the remnants of inappropriate thoughts from my consciousness. I live here and now, in the realities that I created for myself, so it’s worth accepting who you are and just enjoying life. He shoved his thoughts deeper, smiled and smoothed his hair. Everything is good, everything is in my hands and I am in complete control of the situation, isn’t it a reason for pride?

Svetlana had to wait more than an hour. She faithfully fulfilled my request and was not in a hurry, I was not upset, because I had time to think a lot. The most important thing that I have decided for myself is how to treat a newly made relative. With her consent, she stepped over herself, sacrificed principles and convictions, in order to earn forgiveness, literally, put herself into slavery, knowing that she was waiting ahead. In turn, I will not scoff at her, no, I will not kiss my feet either, but I will try my best to be more reasonable. The main thing is not to lose your head and not to hurry, let everything go gradually, as if this is a real relationship with an unfamiliar girl who can leave at any time. I did not lie when I said that I like her, she really is very beautiful. Despite my thirty-four, and I am convinced that for a woman it is not at all age, she looks very young, and I like it very, very much. Mature, juicy, so appetizing, when it gets used and opens completely, it will become even tastier, mmm ... Only at the thought of this, I got up. I chose to communicate with Svetlana an image, invented it, pretended to be cold and restrained, it was a rash act, you need to break this image before it is too late.Let him see the present me, I don’t want to constantly pretend and look after myself, so that the look is calm, and the voice is cold, well, it is, such robots are only in the movies and they are, I will just try to become more serious, this is enough.

When a woman, worn in a thick bathrobe of a pleasant, salad shade, entered the kitchen, I understood. She did not bathe and did not rest, she thought, and the result of this reflection was the decision. Not the way she squeezed me when I demanded it, but sincere and truly balanced, from which, his adoption calmed her down. I read it in her eyes, there was no more confusion in them, she looked at me with a slight apprehension, but, without that inexpressible feeling, as it was some two hours ago. And I also realized that I didn’t need to say anything, she understood everything and did not object. I walked over and wrapped my arms around my waist, she didn’t make an attempt to recoil, only hesitated a moment, and then pressed her breasts tightly, almost like at our first meeting, when she hugged me, sobbing wildly on her shoulder. Looks in the eyes, how I like when she looks in my eyes, I see so much emotion in these brown, with light green lakes. He pulled himself closer and kissed, as if for the first time, gently and gently, utterly hesitantly, because she knows that everything can be quite different. She responded to the kiss, raised her arms tentatively and tentatively hugged her neck. Svetlana is half a head below me, so she slightly stood up on her socks, closed her eyes, and I felt that this was exactly a kiss, and not a mechanical rubbing of lips. Very calm and thoughtful kiss, I relished his every moment, revealing new sensations. I can only compare with Vika, and she kissed passionately, a little wildly, every now and then, biting her lips, her and mine. Svetlana was gentle, did not climb her tongue, only her lips and warm, measured breathing through her nose.

- Now I see that we have come to understand. - Not restraining a smile, I said, when the kiss was over, and we froze, slightly touching the tips of our noses.

Svetlana said nothing, just licked her lips, as if trying to taste them, blushed and removed her hands from my shoulders. I, too, let go of her waist, looked back, checking to see if I had left an extinguished cigarette somewhere and went into the bedroom. She walked in next, all the same silent and focused, looked at me, slowly unbuttoning the buttons on the shirt. Her tongue slid back over her lips, she watched my fingers, watching them, one by one, release the buttons from the buttonholes, draw in a long breath when I threw the cloth on the floor and walked over to it. Now my fingers were in another place, they took up the belt, tied with a bow, pulled at one of the ends and the knot broke up, hanging on the eyelets of a tightly worn robe. As such, he did not stay long, even without haste and fussiness, I still confidently turned down one edge, then the second, moved it wider, wider, forcing him to slide over his shoulders with his relaxed arms and leave his mistress completely naked in front of my interested, studying look. Svetlana looks just great, her figure does not spoil even a thin, almost imperceptible in the standing position, a layer of fat, such a gentle and soft fat. Beautiful breasts, I see it for the first time and already in delight, symmetrical, gorgeous shape, quite large, although not a little enough to reach the full third size.

My attention is very embarrassing for her, she tries with all her might not to show it, but her ears burning like poppies and her face covered with crimson blush speak for themselves. I did not touch it with my finger, I just watched, feeling that my view had a much greater effect than the unrestrained paws. When the male sees in front of him a naked, ready-to-use female, he grabs her ass, rubs her boobs, rubs her with her dick and strives to fuck as soon as possible, this is what his nature requires, everything is clear and understandable, it can be accepted without much difficulty.But when the male restrains himself, shows will power, allows himself to enjoy the spectacle calmly and slowly, he turns from male to male, and women and men are much more difficult than with males, they understand this intuitively and from that they are nervous. And now, Svetlana blushes, decided to cover her eyelids, but, late, her breathing was lost, I clearly hear it in the dumb silence. I smile triumphantly, I shift my attention ... Read more →