I see her condition, I feel it with my palms, so possessively seized the hidden flesh. Her heart began to pound more often, stronger, like a bird losing power over the ocean, which furiously beat its wings, fearing to fall into the water, hoping to stretch a few more minutes, hold out a little more, because the coast is so close. Svetlana lost her composure, paint flooded her face, and my lips spread into a contented, cruel smile.

I do not know where all this is in me. Certainly not from the parents, never had anything like this in the family, even the prerequisites, but I stand and enjoy someone else's embarrassment, I anticipate how I will hurt, real, physical, even the appearance of scars that have strewn the back of a woman is not embarrassing. Driving off these irrelevant thoughts, he squeezed her nipples, stronger, heard a half-half-half-scream, felt the back feed, pressed his back more tightly, trying to escape from the tormenting pain. Her face is distorted, Svetlana frowns and becomes exhausted, the pain continues, then almost to nothing, amplifying at times, obeying my movements. It hurts, it suffers, but my hands are still meekly lowered, not the thought of salvation, only humility, which drives my excitement to the limit. She threw back her head, intermittent breathing burns her cheek, squeezing her fingers, turning in different directions, moaning right into her ear, she shook her head, fiddling with her hips, can no longer stand still, how pleasant it is.

I stoop and kiss the neck, how delicious it is, the skin smells breathtakingly, and how tender it is, I begin to bite, but I don’t forget about the nipples. Trembling in my arms, trembling, surrendering to my will and my mercy. I restrain the animal, rushing to freedom, he does not like it, but I am a man and in my hands is a woman, the greatest value in nature. Fingers weaken, stop tormenting and now massage these sensitive lumps of flesh. Finally, I drive the savage into a cave, from which he crawled out, his teeth unclenched, his lips caress the bitten place, a bruise will remain, but nothing, this is a small price to pay for pleasure. Svetlana relaxed slightly, the moans lost their painful notes, now the pleasure sounds in them, she eagerly enjoys a lull, perfectly aware that pain will follow him again.

I do not want to let go, so nice to hug her, feel the heart beating, feel the breath on the skin, inhale the smell and understand that it is mine, only mine. I had to let go, but, for a short while, I launched a strong, domineering movement. The palms again lay on her body, penetrated under her panties, squeezed the fleshy hemispheres and pulled her to her with all his might, forcing her to cuddle her pubis against a tense cock. Svetlana, without hesitation, raised her hands, her hot palms gripped my cheeks, clung to the kiss. Heat, tenderness, taste of lipstick, passion and desire, all this with one gust of infernal wind brought me those lips. Her statement that she had thought of my words and realized their loyalty was not a lie, now this woman, trembling in my arms, no longer considers herself my mother. Oh no, now a completely different love is burning in her breast, and she is not afraid to show it.

Already yesterday, she was not against it, but something held back, did not allow to open completely. Now, all the frames are broken, ruined by the ruthless hand of desire and thrown out beyond the soul, to the dump to the rest of the prejudices that do not allow people to just be happy. I drowned in this kiss, for a long moment I dissolved in him, lost myself and immediately found it. My tongue slid between her open, moist and tender lips. She felt him, bit her slightly, did not hurt, immediately licked hers, began to play, her hands clasped her neck, leaned forward, slightly pushing and forcing her to retreat. I did not oppose, stepped together, as if a whole, my hands with ecstasy squeeze and crush her ass.Svetlana's hands on my neck tightened, a sharp push and the kiss is interrupted, and her legs fly up, closing in a lock on my lower back.

I tensed, holding her weight, very pleasant and soothing, passionately pressed against the start of a new kiss, for the first time gaining control of the situation. Awareness of this fact flashed in consciousness with lightning, I immediately turn around and, as carefully as possible, lower my back onto the bed, step back, do not allow my lips to reach out. I grin and be pretty hard, look into my eyes, and my hands are already unfastening the latches that hold the stockings on the lace belt. Biting her lower lip, looking impatiently in response, this vulgar gesture in her performance looks charming, removes all unnecessary things and, jerking out of her arms, with a few sharp, impatient movements she slips off her panties and, without looking, throw them away somewhere behind her back.

To hell with the coldness, I still have time to play around with the power. Now I want her, I want to be inside, just to madness, to shaking hands, a little more and lose my mind, blow up like a clogged steam boiler. One leg caught on the ankle, threw it off with a nervous kick, brushing off the jeans, returned to the delicacy left on the dish. Svetlana is ready, legs spread to the limit, with these stockings they look like a divine creation, her swollen labia, from the grease that has come out, shine dullly, breathing intermittently, her eyes shine with insane shine, the breast bound with a bra oftens and sharply. It is impossible to hesitate, looming from above and entering from the very first attempt. She embraced her, tried to clasp her arms, did not allow her, grabbed her wrists and, without even remembering her delicate skin, pressed her to the bed above her head.

Inside it is hot and humid, the member moves without obstacles, only the walls of the vagina hug, caress with all their might, go out to half and again bursts in like the last time, I feel that if I move a little more, just a little, I will push into the cervix, from which I once came to this world. Inexpressible feelings, from the last forces I was able to overcome myself, I didn’t jerk convulsively like a fucking dog, I set a measured rhythm, and Svetlana catches him, leaning his hips towards, whining and rolling his eyes. She also loses the appearance of a civilized person, breathing through time, or a glimpse of intelligence in her eyes, only a sea of ​​sensual passion and pleasure, not holding back, moans right in my face, trying to pronounce something, cannot, only non-transcribed sounds that convey more meaning, than the clearest speech.

No, my ex could not, and never in her life, could be given to a man like this, with body, soul, and something else, subtle and intangible, but at such moments going out, appearing in our dim and gray world. I am not the most experienced lover, this is my second woman in life, but I feel it, feel it with my skin, inhale with air, drown in this sensation, and don’t want to come up even for the air we need only for life. It was necessary to emerge, Svetlana huddled like a fish pulled out of an ice-hole, violently and unconsciously, her body convulsed, beating in agony, experiencing the brightest and most intolerable sensations in its bliss. It became impossible to move, the cramp, the flesh that was squeezed by it, took control over the vaginal muscles, crumpled them with a ruthless hand, and captured my cock, such a sweet captivity.

I still do not understand how I didn’t finish right away, maybe because I was a little scared. I saw such an orgasm for the first time, it seemed that Svetlana stopped breathing, the screaming started, broke off, but, for several long seconds and a shaky breath, a prolonged moan on the exhale and my cock moved, getting a little freedom. Without delaying for more than a second, he tore it out of a trap, straightened up and began to finish with powerful, taut streams of semen breaking out like a hydrant. The first drops went almost parallel, fell behind Svetlana's head, on the bedspread, then on the face, chest, soiled bra, on the black fabric they could be seen just fine, belly, belt for stockings, and here, the extreme, the weakest, filled her pubis, penetrating short blond hair intimate haircuts.

My teeth ached, my jaws seemed attached to each other, and my cheekbones cramped from pain, I barely moved aside so as not to crush Svetlana and collapsed beside me, my face in the veil. It was not easy to come around when I caught my breath, and my first thoughts appeared in my head, with difficulty rose on one elbow to see how Light was there. She was in the same condition, she didn’t move even her legs, and lay, spreading her limbs wide, just put her hands on her chest, slowly opened her eyes and looked at me with a clouded look. The words were not needed, I smiled weakly and sank back, this weakness in the whole body would not pass quickly, it is better to relax and calmly take a breath.

No, today I will not have enough for the second run, at least beat with sticks, the member seemed to have died, giving up all his daily potential at a time. Apathy and weakness were colossal, hung over the will, claiming that now you just need to close your eyes and sleep, sleep will help, sleep will save. I did not succumb to the persuasion of the shocked body just out of a sense of contradiction, slightly staggering, got up and, reaching the rolling jeans, pulled out a telephone and cigarettes from them. He went out onto the balcony, not fearing to freeze, the balcony was warm, and a little cold fresh air from the window would only benefit. While smoking and recovering himself, lazily dug in the application in the phone. What did I say there, about what I don't want to eat? All the nonsense, the appetite woke up, appeared out of nowhere, as if all day was drinking only some water, and that little bit of everything. I ordered a dinner from a Chinese restaurant nearby, cooked deliciously, checked by time, managed to change the address, I almost did not issue an order home, then mom and dad would be surprised.

Returning, threw the phone on the chair, walked over to Svetlana. She, too, recovered a little, at least, her legs cramped, even bent in her knees. She smiled softly and tiredly; she could not hide her satisfaction, and she did not try.

- You still lie down a bit, and then in the shower, I ordered us to chew. - I patted her cheek, surprised at how much affection and tenderness sounded in my voice.

- Thank you very much, I am hungry too. - Only she said, smiling like a happy fool, however, as far as I recognized her during these days, this is exactly what she is now.

And once again this feeling of déjaveku, again standing in the kitchen and waiting for Svetlana from the shower. Although no, something has changed, I do not cook food, but spread it out of containers on plates and cups. And I am waiting not for a woman who slept with me because of necessity, but for my woman.