how her hot, springy tongue explores my mouth, sharing with me a heady aftertaste of chocolate cake and wine. My hands at that time enjoyed the smooth skin of Zhenya's hips, sometimes they climbed under the edge of her panties and reveled in her power over her priests' halves — they squeezed, crushed, moved apart and squeezed again.

“Hush, hush,” she laughed, “I'll put bruises on me.”

- What is the difference, except me, no one sees?

- And what if a maniac in my bus skirt zaderet?

- I'll show you how to flirt with maniacs on the bus! - I growled, tilted Eugene on his back, pushed the edge of the delicate fabric with his hand, exposing Eugene's labia and tough bristle of the short-cropped pubis.

In the darkness, the unburned part of Zhenkina's breast was brightly white, and they were defiantly sticking out in different directions, surrounded by neat circles, pea nipples. I gently and gently grabbed one of them with my lips and sucked him like a baby. I explored the surface of the pea with my tongue, how hard and pimply it was ... Eugene's breathing gradually changed, it became frequent and shallow, her hands buried in my haircut at the back of my head, periodically very noticeably grabbing the short strands and releasing them.

I reached Zhenka's hand deep under the briefs, right up to the tailbone, and slowly led Zhenya across the entire intimate zone, trying to find and capture on the middle finger pad everything that occurred on the way - a wet hollow of semi-copy, a tight little anus ring, a tender, hot Zhenkina crotch, and, finally, soft labia, where the finger easily fell and became completely wet. Not holding back, I sniffed a finger. From stupefying savory sweet-tart mixture of smells of sweat, female lubricant and something else, even a little dizzy.

- What are you doing? - Zhenka asked indignantly.

- I smell you.

- And if I was not there ready for this? Embarrassing me!

“You can't smell bad there.” You are a princess!

- Pervert! - Either reproachfully, or Eugene whispered approvingly.

Zhenya was ready, but I was on the verge of it at all, I didn’t want to endure it, I finally took off her last clothes, she helped me, slightly lifting my hips over the sofa. I put my dick in my hand to Zhenkin’s entrance and gently moved my hips forward. Unimaginable feeling when the foreskin opened up, revealing the head towards the female vagina. Slightly held, arranging a bolt in a new place and began slow frictions, getting used to such a native and at the same time completely unfamiliar partner.

At first it was hard to catch the tempo, but Eugene actively helped in this - when podmahivaya hips towards me, when tightly clasping my buttocks with my fingers and rhythmically pressing me to her.

Finished Eugene before me. She finished violently and protrudingly, with a howl, hugging my ass tightly with her ankles and painfully scratching my back with my nails. Not being able to move in her tenacious embrace, I nuzzled somewhere in the area of ​​her armpits and waited patiently for her to let go, enjoyed the smell. Its smell. Then, when Zhenkin's grip loosened, I continued moving, but I had already begun to hollow as I needed and comfortably, just enjoying the pleasure of owning this beautiful and humble body of a satisfied girl.

It did not torture her for a long time, after a couple of minutes somewhere in the area of ​​the lower abdomen a small lump of pleasure was born, which with each push grew exponentially until it exploded, spilling powerful jets of accumulated sperm inside Zhenya. It was possible or not, Zhenya did not warn me, but at that moment I was not up to it. I lay on it, crushing its fragile body to the sofa with my weight, physically feeling how the pleasant cuts of the member squeeze out the remaining liquid.

- A mess. - With these words, Zhenya slipped out from under me and ran into the bath.

Then I was lying on my stomach, and the refreshed Zhenka, who had returned from the bathroom, was scratching my back.

- Poor thing, got you.She said, gently stroking and blowing over every scratch. It was a little painful, but the euphoria of what happened overlapped everything.

“You know, I checked you,” said Zhenya, when we watched TV again and drank the rest of the wine. - with Irkoy.

- I guessed.

- And if I had not guessed, would you agree? - a serious look, the answer is important to her.

- First of all, I guessed it at once. And secondly - I do not need anyone. Only you.

- And how long? Only me?

- I do not know, baby. - I shook my head. “I’ve been thinking for the past week about why we haven’t done this for a long time.

- Did you like it? Do not regret?

- What nonsense are you asking? - then I thought and added, - but in general, it is necessary to consolidate the material.

“Not now, I feel like a squeezed lemon.” Sex with you ... - Eugene blushed noticeably. - It is something...

Then we made a bed and went to bed, hugging each other tightly. The delightful feeling of a naked female breast pressed to you and a hip thrown at you, pressing your erect member to your belly ...

And still terribly shy rumble in their bellies ...

The next morning was Saturday, you could not get up early. I dreamed of something erotic, with tickling sensations in the area of ​​the head of the penis, as if before wet-dream. The brain pulled me out of sleep, but the sensation has not gone away. Hot breath in the groin, and tongue, lick bridle with powerful strokes ... Memory immediately brought back everything that happened yesterday.

I raised myself to see what was going on down there. Zhenka, feeling that I was awake, looked up from my penis and smiled:

- Good morning. I also wanted to taste you.

- And good to you ... - I croaked. - this is the most amazing awakening in my whole life, baby.

Zhenka with an elusive movement took off her panties, turned around, threw her leg over me and sat on my chest, inviting me to reciprocity. I readily accepted the offer, pulling her closer by the hips and clinging to Zhenkin's lips. The salty, tart taste of her discharge once again made it to my head, and I almost had not finished right away, but I restrained myself.

Probably you can not think of anything more erotic, sexy, frank and shameless than posture 69. A woman caresses your penis with her mouth, and she offers to caress and see all of herself from the closest possible distance, without hiding anything that is usually hidden under layers of clothing . She seems to be saying - look, I trust you, here I am all, without embellishment, as it is.

I licked her vulva, trying to get her tongue inside as much as possible, while stimulating her chin pea with her chin. A wrinkled anus ring loomed from above, I did not forget it either, constantly pressing it down with my fingers, and lifting my head up and licking it too.

We Zhenka was a kind of feedback. When my actions were especially pleasant to her, I felt her moist lips squeezing the head of the penis even more tightly, sometimes she even used her teeth, causing the head a sweet pain - and vice versa. It was felt that Eugene will come to the finish line first. Drops of sweat from her buttocks already had a waterfall running down the hollow on my nose and tongue, her hips suddenly started shaking nervously and squeezed me very tightly around my ears, so I stopped hearing everything around and she sharply pressed her crotch to my nose. It’s good that I managed to get more air before this, otherwise I could have suffocated, waiting for her orgasm to release.

Then I waited relaxed, when she would satisfy me, slightly opening her buttocks and gently rubbing her finger in the anus. Sensing the approach of the denouement, I warned her:

- Baby!

- Mmm. - Zhenka did not stop, continuing to rhythmically caress my lips.

Just before the eruption, I fixed her head with my hands and already myself, with my hips, rhythmically pumped my viscous seed into her mouth, just physically imagining how it falls in clots on her tongue, the sky ... However, patiently waited for the end and swallowed sperm in two sips.

- When did you manage to save up? - she smiled.

- With you, this is fast.

I kissed her hard on the lips, sharply feeling the spicy mix of smells and tastes of each other.Then there was a weekend full of lust and sex. We turned off all the phones and intercom, for two days only once made a sortie for groceries to the nearest store.

At work, everything remained as before, for all we still remained friends, since the nature of previous relationships allowed us not to change anything in our behavior.

Somewhere in a month, Zhenya told me very seriously:

- Paw, I need to tell you something.

- What?

- I have ... - she stumbled, - the delay ...

- How many?

- Four days. Need to buy a test. - Zhenka looked very worried.

- Wait. I've been preparing for something here.

I took out a box, covered with blue velvet, opened it and showed the contents to Eugene. Gold ring.

- I would not want it to be on the fly. Marry me.

Zhenka was stunned, silent, her eyes quickly began to swell, and her lips began to tremble. In order not to finally see it, she tightly compressed her lips, nodded finely and threw herself into my arms. So we stood embracing before she found the strength to say:

- I agree.

Two months later, we played a modest wedding, celebrated at home, only close relatives were present — mine and her parents.

Now, Zhenka in the maternity hospital, she called back and said that we have a daughter, 54 cm, 3 200 grams. I am writing a story and I think that everything will be fine with us.