- M-in-aaa ... !!! - having stopped the most vulgar dance of tongues, I abruptly sank to her chest and roughly sucked the tense skin under the nipple, then over it and only then the hot bean itself. Releasing it, I ran my tongue up her body, to the neck and bit her earlobe. All this time I fucked her hand. Holding the delicate skin in my teeth, I sped up the movement between her strong hips in and out, so that the booth filled with the characteristic sound of frequent and wet slaps of my palm on her slippery pussy lips.

- Mhhhhmmm ... - Tatiana groaned loudly and suddenly deeply put her fingers into her mouth, biting her knuckles, drowning herself, she arched, sighing and wheezing, then squeezed my legs together, stopping my arm with wide hips. Her whole body went through cramp. - Oh, damn !!! - she bent in half, freeing her mouth, stretching the filaments of saliva, and again strongly shuddered, clinging to me. I moved my fingers deeper inside, feeling how her vagina is strongly compressed, but she abruptly intercepted my hand ... - Do not ... - she whispered softly, and her tense body trembled strongly for the third time. “Everything ... You broke me ... Olga Nikolaevna,” she said softly, straightening and shaking slightly.

I silently touched her face and kissed her sweetly on the lips. Gently came out of it and gently held wet fingers along the slippery womb, making this beautiful body shudder again finely.

“At last, a strange hand in the last half of the year,” smiling with beautiful lips, she pulled back, took off the shower and increased the pressure, began to wash. She turned away, squeezing the gel out of the tube on the wall.

Excited, feeling the pulse almost a vagina, I prudently glanced over her strong back, narrow waist and settled on an elastic and big bottom, ready to snatch her all over. I touched my chest, stroking the indecently plump nipples, enjoying lust.

- Will you invite me to your place? - she turned around, quickly soaping gel. - Awesome body! - she openly looked at me.

Holding my arms across my chest, I playfully turned, showing myself. She stood on her socks and arched her back. Twisted her booty. I have it too!

- Oh, Olka Nikolavna! - she hastily washed off the foam, literally devouring me with her naughty eyes. - Fuck you, do not fuck! - It seems that the just-tried orgasm only inflamed her.

- It is better to fuck, - I laughed and sexually crossed the wet threshold in a small dressing room. Wiped a towel and tied it over his chest. I caught the flips and, grabbing the coveted key, went to the corridor, first to the former and then to the new room, feeling my swollen “hotun” between my legs.

In the hall, where I rolled the suitcase with one hand, holding it by the handle, and the second sprawling towel, I was nearly knocked down by a breathless young man who flew around the corner in a whirlwind.

I was frightened, startled by surprise.

- Oh! Please forgive me! - a pretty face, bathed hair, corporate overalls. Hard to breathe from running. From it pulls cold. Only from the street, I guess.

- Nothing ... - I involuntarily straightened the towel, lifting it higher, covering my chest, feeling how my hip had treacherously exposed, it seems much higher than decent.

- Excuse me, are you Olga? - judging by the jumps in his eyes, the towel still rode up. He will then tell, the auditor came from the Price here with a pussy in the corridor.

“Yes ...” I nodded, smiling at my thoughts, then stepped aside a little, barely holding back so as not to fix the towel again. That would be completely stupid.

- Have you seen Tatiana Vladimirovna? This is very urgent ... - he desperately tried to look only into my eyes. Good boy.

“She is there ...” I waved my hand and indicated the direction.

- Yeah thanks! - he briskly went to the shower.I turned and continued on my way to my VIP. At the end of the corridor, a snowstorm raged in the window. And in the reflection was a tall woman in a short towel, a tousled hedgehog of blond hair on her head and a suitcase on wheels in her free hand. I didn't forget to pick up things. And there was still the same young man, who nevertheless turned around several times while walking towards the showers. Though I re-smelled, I could argue, the view still opened to him what was needed. Slim, lean and resilient. And of course, a stylish purple suitcase, quietly rustling wheels.

Inserting the key into the lock, I heard the shower door slam.

- Well pshel out of here !!! - I suddenly heard Tatiana's loud, angry and domineering voice. - What the fuck are you doing at night in the women's block!?!

- Tatiana Vladimirovna, is it so ... - The guy backed out of the shower with his back, holding the door.

- In-he !!! I said!!! - A fury appeared in the aisle, wrapped in a thin disposable towel. Waving her lilac sport pants, she lashed out a young man who had come running, as if naked in a plebeian. - Pervert fuck!

- Tatyana Vladimirovna, Peter Vasilich said ... - the young man covered himself as best he could. And Fury was furious and dazzlingly beautiful in her fury. Thin linen fabric stuck to the wet skater body, becoming almost transparent on the nipples and on the rounded belly, shamelessly giving shape to the auburn triangle on the sloping pubic. And then the towel ended, exposing the wide and strong hips of long and beautiful legs. So with the views of that young man then lucky.

First of all !!! - she again tangled the young man on the head with training pants, this time it really hurts. - And take the walkie-talkie! All I have to hang out! Got it? So to Vasilich and tell him! - she sharply straightened the towel. - And on you tomorrow report! To know how to hang around in the Babskii block! Where are you looking? Well, turned away!

- So ... I'm not on purpose!

Tatyana began to wag again.

- Everything! OK OK! - he conciliatory hands raised, grabbed the walkie-talkie and quickly headed for the fire exit, peepingly looking at me.

- You see ... here is such a rascal ... eh? - Tatiana really looked angry, hot and ... very sexy.

She looked at me with her hands on her steep sides, as if she were such a real, imperious owner who did not please the servants. I love these women. I imposingly raised my hand and beckoned it with my index finger ...

Tatiana's cool temper was expressed not only in the treatment of employees, but also in sex too. As soon as the door slammed shut and the lock clicked, the dim space of the room became the silent witness to the wild mating of two concerned predators. Our lips passionately and wetly dug into each other, tongues snake intertwined now in my, then in her mouth. Hands impatiently tore off towels and eagerly squeezed everything they reached. Nails scratched backs and priests. Breasts pressed into each other, pressing hot nipples. We snuffled and moaned as if waiting for this moment all conscious life. If it were not for the treacherous thickness of the walls, I would prefer to scream from the feelings of sexual delight that filled me.

“Damn ... darkness!” - Tatiana was the first to break away from our wild and unbridled kiss. Holding me by the waist, I began to fumble along the wall in search of a switch. My lips swelled and burned with fire, both on my face and below between my legs. In the nipples and inside of the abdomen, it ached strongly and was painfully drawn from lust. My head was spinning and ringing from lust. I was extremely excited, but it remained completely dry, and that worried me.

- And outside the window, what!?! - stroking Tanya’s hand at my waist, not wanting to let her go, I half turned to the window, behind which snow poured down the wall, whirling in sharp streams, hit the glass with jerks, making the frame and the whole wall of the building begin to squeak.

“This is Buran, dear ...” Tatiana fumbled for the light switch and the bright orange light of the wall sconce, gave out two tall naked women with a naughty blush on her cheeks.

- Oh ... - I involuntarily closed my eyes and closed my eyes.

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