an old pear, which favorably saved the table and those sitting behind it from the sun. Everyone began to eat and drink, for acquaintance, for love and for success, the protagonists of all the themes, of course, were Vlad and M. ... I looked at her like in a dream, with joyful bitterness using the fact that she did not look at me at all.

After such a meal, everyone decided to go to the beach, and Vlad and M. abandoned this idea, referring to the fact that they already were on the beach today, and generally tired and would like to rest. I immediately thought about what kind of rest they had in mind, and when everyone went to the cottage to change clothes to the beach, and Vlad and M. went upstairs, I clearly heard them flopping down on the bed and occasionally M. for some reason strongly laughed and something spicy answered him. On the beach, I stupidly stared at the surface of the water and returned with all my thoughts to the dacha, trying to understand, how did they decide to relax there - an afternoon siesta or a lazy action? Time stretched, the sun reluctantly leaned towards the horizon, in August it was still noticeably lower, and finally we decided to return from the beach to the country, to prepare evening barbecues and a new ration charge in honor of such a meeting.

The lovers were on the second floor of the house and obviously did not want to go down from there. Everyone was sympathetic to this desire, or rather the lack of desire to descend against the background of the presence of the desire of another. Then the grandmother asked Vlad from the first floor with a cry if he wanted to heat a bath for them with M. today and Vlad hoarsely replied that with great pleasure, after which he said something M. and she playfully said: oooo ... ! Then they heard how they were dressed there, dressing, which pierced me with another dagger of jealousy - it means they rested naked! Incredible jealousy and envy drove me to shiver ...

After the evening gatherings at the table, it was tactfully announced that, probably, it would be time to move into the house and get ready for bed, but the bathhouse, which is in the yard, is ready and the yard passes to Vlad and M. in full order, as if with a hint "We will not disturb you"! M., for the sake of decency, ran into the house and changed into a swimsuit, this time in black with ties on the sides. In the light of the light bulb that lit up the courtyard and the table, I watched this graceful goddess before the bath ... How I love her! And what a painful love that excites ... ah!

Observing etiquette, we moved into the house with our family, figured out who was sleeping where and today, gradually settled down and turned off the lights. It was natural that the door was not closed, so that lovers would not make much noise in the dark with the lock and keys after the bath procedures. I lay down in a small bedroom alone, on a single bed, but I was not at all sleepy ... From the courtyard, through the boarded up window, there was music, I could hear them coming in and out of the bathhouse, so that in the fresh night air there was water and rest table with tea prepared for them specially. Suddenly, probably half an hour later, as we left them alone, in addition to the music from the yard, other sounds began to be heard - M. groaned in the bathhouse! These sounds were hard to catch, but I could clearly hear her moaning. First, very fervently and confidently, and then more complaining and pleading ... My goddess amused herself with a young and beloved beloved in the bath! I instantly got up all that I could, I preferred to lower my shorts and let my rod out ... In total darkness I lay and held my breath listening to Vlad again doing well to the girl I was crazy about ... How again and again with these moans they tell me how to do it, how then I had to get acquainted with M. at the airport, how I had to correspond with her, how I had to swing the body in order to deliver it to her ... It was something ...! If you describe the music of M.'s groans, then initially it was “eeee”, “oeeee”, which gradually changed to “uuuu”, “oooo”, having broken a couple of times “oooh eaaa” and ended with a cry “yes! Yes! Yes! mmmmmm esssss yes ... ".

I do not know how much time has passed, but deep at night, they finally returned to the house. Trying not to make any noise, we snuck neatly up to the second floor, I heard their voices, trying to imagine them being happy, happy, steamed (M was especially there!) ... I heard the bed creak and they were in it. They mumbled something, M. giggled tiredly and relaxed and, as usual, playfully replied to Vlad ... And then very muffled, but obviously I heard something mumbling, and then not stand it and moan Vlad ... I don’t there was doubt, M. stuck his mouth with him ... He otparil her very well, and now she thanks him in the night for it ... Absolute dream! I heard how he finished, I can only guess where ... Then he heard a ringing slap and M. tired and giggled rather ... They fell asleep, and I had no choice but to just erupt the fountain of my adoration M. up into the dark ... there was an invisible salute in honor of my goddess ...! M., I love you!