I understood you. “Looking at my drawing for a while, nodded to Randolph and looked at my mother.”

- If you don't mind waiting a bit, I can sew a trial version right now, just let's take our measurements?

“Can we wait?” - Turned to me Light.

- Of course, we are not in a hurry. - I nodded soothingly to her, Randolfo beamed.

He took his measurements, he quickly, immediately saw a professional, ordered his assistants to entertain us and hurriedly ran to sew the sampler. I ordered the girls a few ready-made dresses for my mother's size, they dragged on a dozen options and left, leaving us to look at the outfits of this season. Mom dug into dresses, applied to herself, looked in the mirror, tried to figure something out.

- Yes, you try on something so look something? - I offered her, she turned around in search of a screen.

- You do not need to hide, you're my smart. - I stood up with a smile and, coming up behind her, ran my hands over her shoulders, dropping the straps of her dress. It slid down, leaving my mother naked, several energy probes escaped from my back, tightly blocking the door.

- Let's not here. - Mom whispered, feeling as I pressed against her tight member through pants.

- Why not? Randolfo won't be back soon. - I smiled slyly and hugged her, took a juicy breast in the palm of my hand, squeezed my nipples slightly.

- Well, stop, let's go home. - Without making any attempts to resist, I tried to call me again to the voice of reason.

- I have a lot of things at home, but now we are alone here, no one will interfere. - I almost purred, gently kissing her neck. Mom does not trust the local analogue of the soap yet and just rubs the washcloth in the water thoroughly, therefore her skin smells only of it, without any extra impurities, and this unique fragrance intoxicates better than any drugs. Having had time to fully recover during the night and half of the day, I craved intimacy, I wanted her, and the non-standard of the place only whipped up my desire. Mom saw it, the mirror allowed her to watch us, to admire her gorgeous young body, on the large breasts, which are now so caressing with my palms. She likes, she always likes when I touch her nipples, especially when I gently massage them like that, as if giving out. I did not hurry, caressed and gently kissed the neck, shoulder, tickled the velvety skin with breathing. Yesterday I quenched my hunger for pain, received suffering and horror, but now I want love, not the one that burns to me, Eve, but the real one, which in this world can only be given to me by Light.

She understood this, turned, and stroked her cheek with her warm palm, kissed her lips tenderly and gently, cleanly and openly. Even when her language began to play with mine, it did not go, nothing went wrong with her, everything is extremely natural and magnificent. Here she is, a woman of dreams, at first was against it, but, having tuned in to the right mood, she was actively turning on, unbuttoning the buttons on my shirt, pressing her breast, intermittently and passionately breathing in her mouth and enjoying what was happening. My palms tirelessly stroke her satin skin, caress her waist, back, manage her ass. The pants fell to the floor, I stepped over them and turned Sveta back to me, tightly pressed me to myself, stopped for a moment, allowing me to admire our naked bodies, lowered my hand down and ran my fingers over her pussy. Already slightly wet, it also excites what is happening, how nice, gently pressed on the shoulder, prompting to bend.Sveta did it, but she did not spread her legs, so she feels better the penis in the pussy, which has long been used to me and accepting my size without tension and discomfort.

I did not wait a second, but entered smoothly, stretching every moment, every millimeter. The palms on her chest, her palms on my hands, are staring at the mirror, she has never watched this from the side before. The pleasant heat and humidity of her pussy, we just started, it is worth warming up her stronger and she will squish and slurp, driving me to madness. The movements are slow and measured, Light is like, breathes deeply and noisily, enjoys. I accelerate slowly, almost imperceptibly, she has already flowed, I feel it, I hear it, I accelerate a little more, let go of her chest and take my hips, I want to see in the mirror how this magnificent breast will hang out and jump in time with my rhythmic jerks. Sveta understood my plan, did not hold her charming tits with her hands, smiled at me in reflection and closed her eyes, a soft moan of pleasure erupted from her parted lips. She loves to fuck, she is younger and her pussy wants my dick, I taught her to his trunk, large, overall, noticeably pushing the pliable walls of the vagina with each of their penetration.

Monotony is not for me, feeling that the orgasm will soon begin to approach, freeze and, taking out the member who is shining from her discharge, unfold the Light to her face. She knows what to do, wraps her arms around my neck, lifts one knee. Without looking, I grab her leg under the knee, make her lift higher, open for myself full access to her wet hole. A long sensual moan right in my ear, she deliberately rubs her breast, I feel her hardened nipples, I move in her pussy quickly, already really fucking, she warms up, she wants it and quietly whine, still afraid to moan in voice, suddenly hear. An energy probe grows out of me, envelops our heated bodies and, after smearing several times in her current pussy, begins to caress her anus. It does not penetrate deeply, massages it outside, it turns the Light on even more, it stiffens, the walls of the vagina pulsate.

We moved to the sofa, Sveta shamelessly threw her leg over me and sat down on top, with her hand sent the member ought to follow and sank down, planted on it all the way, froze for a few seconds, tilting her head back and voluptuously mumbling. I hold my waist, her palms rest on my shoulders, forgetting everything my darling vigorously bounces on my penis, her wet pussy greedily slurs, squishes and sniffs, delighting my member with her warmth and moisture, the stinking smell of a flowing bitch that cannot be confused swam around the room with nothing else, in front of her face, her chest jumps up, she rubs against her lips, tilts her head slightly and buried her face inside her, licked the sensitive hollow, salty with the sweat on her heated body. Sveta sat on the dick completely, stopped jumping and now quickly and quickly moves forward and back, twists her ass, forcing the dick inside to move, massage it from the inside, the orgasm is close. I feel her energy probe, slipping between our bodies, felt her clitoris, swollen and sensitive, wet there, too much lubrication, began to caress him and my teeth at this moment slightly clenched on the right nipple. Sveta froze for a moment, inhaled loudly and began to finish, finally giving out a full-fledged, loud moan filled with the whole inexpressible range of feelings that only a fully satisfied woman can feel.

I clenched my teeth and waited, endured a massage arranged by her vagina, and Sveta, moving away from the orgasm covering her and realizing that I had not finished yet, got up from the dick standing and sat down on the floor, grabbed the ready just about break out penis lips. I had several movements of her tongue and one glance, oily and contented, that’s how, happy and with my cock in her mouth, she was the best, I started to cum, filling her mouth with semen. Light did not spill a drop of sperm, swallowed everything, completely licked the whole from top to bottom and sat on my lap, hugged, looked into my eyes.I could not refuse her and kissed him myself, spit on everything, I love her, everything is possible with her.

Randolph returned only half an hour after we finished, mom managed to clean up herself and even try on a pair of dresses. I, in turn, opened the window and smoked a little, weathered and masking her feminine scent at the same time, it’s very characteristic. No, I don’t care if anyone thinks it’s worth whacking, killing and picking up the zombies, then they’ll sew clothes to the end of the centuries, this mother is embarrassed again, she is very shy with strangers, especially recently.

- Lady, I have a prototype ready. - Having knocked delicately, as if hinting that he knew everything, he entered the tailor's room and handed my mother some pretty good-looking panties.

- The seams are large, but this is nothing, silk is the best, just try on. - Immediately he began to make excuses when his mother took and began to study his craft.

- Behind the door. - I ordered, Randolph immediately obeyed, when he came out, my mother lifted up her dress and gently put on her panties, twisted in front of the mirror.

- We'll do the look as you like, the size is appropriate? - I took part in the fitting.

- It seems to be yes, it does not press, it does not press. - Having made several steps on the spot, mum thought.

- And so nice? - I asked with a smile, I hugged her and, running my hand under the hem that had already fallen, I ran my fingers several times, spreading my labia under the silk, lingered on the clitoris, began massaging her.

- Stop it. - Breathless and startled, Sveta wriggled out of my arms with laughter.

- Okay, for now, stop. - I smiled too, gesturing for her to take a sampler. She obediently removed and looked a little confused at the dark stain of grease, clearly distinguished on the red silk.

- This sample I will not give him. - I finally cheered up, snatched the linen from her fingers and, without listening to objections, put it in my pants pocket. Randolph said that everything was fine, everything was fine and he could start work, only he would have to make a new sample for himself. The tailor didn’t ask any questions, it wouldn’t be enough to sew one more sample for him in any case, so why go to the vagaries of a profitable client? We stayed for another couple of hours, I picked up a couple of decent camisoles, Randolph advised me to a decent shoemaker, asked me to sew a wide, but flat backpack of the strongest material that I could find with my own urgent order. Mom found a few dresses that fit and fit very well on her, ordered a dozen more, not too lazy and sketching the necessary styles for Randolph. Having solemnly assured that it was not necessary to go anywhere and he would bring everything to the fitting himself, the tailor was happy to escort us, having got hold of twelve gold pieces almost for free.

We were in no hurry to go home, I, like a real gentleman, carried Sveta's gifts, bought sweets from street vendors, various souvenirs in various shops, the number of bundles and bags grew inexorably, but it didn’t really make me happy as I don’t know. Svetlana even conquered a dagger, a small one, hung it on the belt of her dress, I don’t know what she was planning to shred. Back home for dinner, hungry and tired, my mother immediately went to the bathroom, and after dinner she sat down in the bedroom, examining and exploring the mountain of gifts, which I am satisfied only with dozens of energy tentacles, who would see how I use the unique magic in this world.