unwittingly (“or still on purpose ?!”) demonstrating an outstanding bust of the 4th size, weakly covered with the fabric of an overt dress, in all its glory. Andrey looked at the gorgeous Lady with all his eyes, smiling at her ever wider. His eyes were filled with absolute admiration. He wanted to finally stop being so shy in front of this luxurious Samoyon. He began to believe that his admiration for Her irresistible beauty flatters Her, and therefore it gives pleasure. And for Andrew it was most important!

While they were carrying the bill, she asked him a couple of meaningless questions like “Where are you from?”, “Live with your parents?” And something else like that. Marina didn’t have time to tell anything about herself, and Andrei, in fact, did not ask. For him, it was the Goddess, descended from the higher worlds on Earth, as a gift from heaven.

Andrei tried to pay himself, but Marina insisted that she was paying, because the idea to go to the cafe belonged to Her. He did not insist, and soon they, having left the cafe, went down to the underground parking of the shopping center. Marina pressed a button on the key, and the white Mercedes coupe blinked with turn signals. Andrew put the packages in the trunk.

“One problem, sweet,” Marina said sweetly, turning to him, “today I forgot my mobile at home, and I don’t remember my number, imagine!” “She laughed,” let me write down your number, and when I get home, I’ll send you a message with my address and call the time, oh, “Kei?”

“No problem,” smiling Andrei answered in a much more confident voice.

He dictated her his number. Marina wrote it in a stylish diary with a snake skin cover. Putting him in her purse, She approached Andrei closely, for the second time pressed against his large elastic breasts and smacked her cheek.

- See you, good boy! - whispered sweet lips near his ear. And again a goosebump spilled over his entire body.

- See you! - beside himself with happiness said a young man blurred in a smile.

She got into the car, pleasantly snorted the engine that was getting up, like a predatory, but submissive beast at the feet of her beautiful Mistress, and She abruptly rushed off, sped away, leaving the excited youngster in the parking lot - her new faithful admirer.

***

Andrei did not remember the way home. Having flown into the bathroom, he shook his pants with shaking hands in impatience. A member exhausted from desire, having at last gotten his freedom, straightened to his full impressive length. After a few seconds, the pulsating wand pulled out a tight stream of semen with the pressure of a fire hydrant. With an orgasm from masturbation, Andrei never made a sound before. At the same time, with the first impulse of sperm, he snarled like an animal, and then the roar turned into drawn-out moan-like pleasures.

For the next two hours, he masturbated three more times. The floor in his room was covered with paper napkins. Lying on the bed completely naked, Andrew stroked a half-erect penis, fingered the scrotum devastated ten minutes ago and waited for Her message. He had already begun to fear that She would not let herself be known, laughing at him, as the phone vibrated. Andrew seemed to be shocked, he looked at the screen, but it was a call from the parents. They reported that after work they would leave for the dacha, calling with them. Citing the fact that the friends called for a walk in the evening, he refused. Mom said that in this case they will not go home, the food in the refrigerator.

For another half an hour he lay in bed, looking at the silent phone every minute. Then he rose, wanting to drink. I went to the kitchen to get some water, but when I reached the door of the room I heard the call sign “Viber”. Rushing to the bed, Andrew grabbed the phone.The content of the message was such that he immediately understood: right now he will need not water, but new napkins.

The text of the message was: “Novaya Street, 23, apartment 50, in an hour. I am getting ready for the meeting, see the photo;) “Below, a photo was attached to the message, from which a minute ago, a sluggish, tired of the furious two-hour masturbation member came to full readiness in a couple of seconds. It was a selfie made by Marina in the bathroom. Standing in a jacuzzi, knee-deep in lush foam, the completely naked Goddess covered her large erect breasts with a hand-free phone. There was little sense in this - an elegant palm could not contain this magnificence. As a result, only the nipples were covered. On one breast, a wide brown halo was completely visible — a finger with a red fingernail barely reached the nipple. In the daytime, the inexperienced Andrei’s eye gauge failed: Marina’s size was still fifth. Now, when nothing oppressed the sweet flesh, Her luxurious bust was revealed in all its irresistible beauty. A dense layer of fluffy foam hid the crotch. But the beautiful tummy was open, not flat, but without a drop of superfluous, exactly the same as it should be with Her figure. Piercing glittered in an attractive navel.

Marina was not thin at all. But it could only be called complete in one sense: She was full of animal magnetism and insane sexual attraction. Her forms, although they did not meet the generally accepted standards of the beauty industry, nevertheless attracted much more skinny worn out gymnasiums and diets to fashion models and their imitators with empty eyes, inescapable envy to each other and poorly hidden behind screaming make-up with a bunch of complexes. Marina was alive, carnal in the utmost sense of the word. Looking at this Woman, one could immediately understand how much space in her life is occupied by sex, how She loves her body, how natural this body is naturally (implants do not count, since they were made very qualitatively without a trace and only supported the shape of the initially luxurious chest). All this made Her the object of the coveted attention of many men without any effort on her part. Seduction, flirting, voluptuousness - all this was in Her blood. Even the 18-year-old boy Andrei, a student of excellence, a future programmer and an eternal adept of the Cult of the female body, never even held a woman’s breast in his hand, had never tried the juice at first glance.