The gray autumn sky, covered with heavy, cold-soaked clouds, hung low over Moscow. On the wet asphalt, stained with muddy puddles, heels, elegant, black boots clinked. In the boots comfortably settled, chiseled legs. The mistress of these legs, was a little higher and was a slender brown-haired woman. with green eyes. The woman, in appearance, was a little over thirty. A pretty face framed by dark brown, curly hair falling just below the shoulders. Medium height, dressed in a light raincoat, dark strict skirt, just above the knee, and a gray blouse, the woman was walking along the sidewalk, along the long house.

Going to the right entrance, she was pleased to notice a familiar car parked on the side of the road. Misha is already here and is waiting for her. He always came before.

They met six months ago. She and Danka returned from the polyclinic, it was raining. Vera decided to catch a taxi. So met. Misha seemed to her a very interesting person, he was always cheerful, joked a lot, not something that was forever lately than the anxious Gosh.

Gosha is constantly, some kind of business, her faith is always no time. Bugs all the time. Yes, he works a lot, but do not forget about the family.

Yes, and in bed, lately, something was wrong. Boring All the time, the same thing. No, of course, in principle, everything seems to be fine, but something is missing. Passion or something.

And with Misha, everything is different. Faith did not immediately decided to change Gaucher. There were mental anguish, and hesitated. But by the end of the second week of dating, I decided. The first time she came with him to this apartment. Here everything happened. The first time, everything was just awesome. Extravaganza sensations.

All woven into one bouquet. Waiting for something unusual, a sense of novelty, discovery, and of guilt, a sense of depravity, fall, sin. All this, and much more, created such a cocktail of feelings and emotions that Faith literally endured. The orgasm was so ... Neither before, nor after, this was not. The following meetings were already more trivial. A couple of months later, in general, they turned into the same routine. But another. All the same, a husband and lover are better than just a husband. Vera did not even think about the development of relations with Misha. Everything suited her. First Misha was married and had two children. This apartment he rented specifically for meetings with his mistresses, she had not the first, and not the last. And as Vera suspected, not the only one.

Yes, and with the advent of Misha in her life, in bed with Gosha everything was fine. Gosh was not worse than Misha, they were just different. Misha, as if complementing Gosha, gave sex with her husband lost sharpness, in no small measure due to the feeling of guilt. Vera tried to redeem her husband in front of her husband, she laid out in full, trying to appease him in bed. And in response, received the same feedback. Gosh again became passionate, feeling the passion of his wife. Harmony came to their home. It was necessary to have a lover before. So it seemed to her.

Vera dialed the apartment number on the intercom. Mishin answered her voice. Silently clicking the lock, the access door slid open.

Vera took the elevator to the fifth floor. Misha was waiting for her at the open door. Smacking her lover's cheek, Vera walked into the apartment. She took off her raincoat and, after taking off her shoes, she slipped her legs into slippers and went to the bathroom.

She undressed and climbed into the bath. Standing under warm streams, she suddenly thought, and could introduce Misha to Gosha. Silly of course, but for some reason I want. Or maybe not only to introduce.

“Ver, will you have coffee with lemon?” Misha looked into the bathroom. The streams of water flowing down the slim body of his mistress, so pleasantly caressed the eyes that Misha could not tear himself away from the spectacle. No, this chick won't get tired of him soon

He always wound up married mistresses. First, there are fewer problems. Several times I contacted reconnaissance, then I barely rashlebal, they also bitches want to get married. With married is easier, no, there are problems too. Vaughn with Anka, barely otbrehalsya, slipped into his ears, with her husband divorced started a fool.How many nerves. Husband, I learned everything. Two teeth had to be inserted, a strong man turned out, almost nailed him.

But there was something else. Something about the fact that someone else’s wife chose him, Misha, over her husband. He is better. True seditious little thought about whether Lena is correct, no, no, and creeps in his head. And as it does not drive, and all the time the reptile returns. Telling the horns to others is one thing, and trying on the crown itself on the head is another.

"With lemon, only in the cup do not put."

Misha went into the kitchen. Soon Vera joined him, got out of the bathroom wrapped in a terry towel ... She wiped wet hair with another towel.

Drinking coffee and chatting about trivia, they headed to the bedroom.

Vera, dropping the towel, lay down on the wide bed. Misha began to undress. The conversation about anything, not interrupted. Romance, in their relationship no longer smelled, all this, differed little from married life, except that bytovuha did not jam.

Mike naked plopped down on the bed. Thirty-five years old, a man beginning to gain weight, beer with shrimps, was the second, if not the first passion of Misha, after foreign wives. Reddish rare hair with balding hairs, on the head, and of medium thickness, but of the same juicy color of growth throughout the rest of the body. Vera loved to play with his hair. She put her palm on Misha's belly, and patted it with a grin. Then she leaned over her lover's nipple, the nipples are one of his sensitive places, and Gosha, by the way, too, began to caress him with the tongue.

Misha leaned back on the pillow. At this stage, he lost the initiative to his mistress. Vera began to slide her tongue over Misha’s body, going lower and lower. Finally, her nose was buried in a reddish shrub of inguinal thickets.

Bliiin ... He again, was too lazy to go into the shower, it stinks like a goat. But, to say Vera, did not say anything. She sighed deeper, and began to lick the crotch lover. She behaved much freer with him, did such things that she never dared even offer Gaucher. She could suck on Misha's long fingers, or lick his ass, and with Gosha nothing of the kind, she could not be shy. Misha was often rude, called out in every way, she was the one who started her, and Gosh was always affectionate, and this, too, was amazing.

Having cleaned her lover, Vera took Misha's cock in her mouth. Michael had a short body, 14 centimeters, not more, but thick, with a red juicy head, and Gosha 18, but thinner. She liked both.

Vera was sucking hard, her head steadily rising and falling, putting on a member. Misha enjoyed watching his penis appear and disappear in the mouth of Vera, how the wide open mouth literally puts on his “toltyachka”. His cock is in the mouth of a foreign wife, what could be better.

“It's good, exaggerate, let's show how my slut loves to ride, and tell me what you want.”

Vera threw a leg over Misha, sat down on top of his dick. That habitually entered the well-known mink. Vera gasped. All the same, plump is good, a bit short truth. She began to move smoothly. Pose rider, it is so convenient, she completely controlled the process, speed, direction. Feet true, quickly numb. And so, at least rolled around for hours.

"I am your whore ... I am your fucking ... I want you to fuck me ... OO ... How I like it when you are inside me ... You are a real stallion, and I love stallions ... Ride around your filly. “Well, you can't say that to flatter a peasant. Even such a heresy, you have to bear. He also likes, and from it will not lose. And moan, do not forget. With a gasp. The main thing is not to replay. Although with a teddy bear, you can. But Gosh, see through at times.

Misha started from her words, half a turn. His hands squeezed small. Vera's neat breasts, strong fingers pinched her nipples. Sometimes, Misha sensitively slapped her breasts.

Yes, the boobs are still not enough, here is Anka sisyandry, that is necessary, a full foursome. For such a slap, and trembles, and Anky class ass. Fat, white, whip, shakes like jelly, and traces of red remain.

Verka, of course, has a cam butt with a cam, but some elastic.

"Become a cancer, ...