Folding a tight little ring out of two fingers, she grabbed the middle of the head and shortly and often twitched them within a few millimeters, intensively stimulating the most sensitive area in all his body. At the same time, her thin moans were replaced by accelerating jerky and completely indecent, but extremely relevant now shouts: “Ah! BUT! BUT! BUT! BUT! Aaaaaa! ”Contrasting with these magical sounds, Nikolai Ivanovich naturally screamed in a bullish way, feeling how a narrow hole on the head was expanding under the pressure of a taut jet. Christine approached the pulsating male flesh with her mouth open and her bridle lay on her tongue sticking out. As it turned out, the pants could not be completely removed: not a single drop fell by ...

***

“I had napkins there,” Nikolai Ivanovich jumped to his feet. The remains of the seed appeared on the head with a thick drop, and now the Trudovik was trying not to try to hide the last traces of the benefit just experienced. Christina stopped him with her hand on her stomach, led her fingers apart below:

“Nikolai Ivanovich, I told you: I will do everything myself,” Christina said with soft persistence, smiling tenderly at him from below, “are you alright?”

The man who had not fully departed from the most powerful orgasm just exhaled relaxed

- Highly!

- That's fine! - Christina said with a heartfelt whisper, with her hand took a long strand of hair behind her ear, - everything has already happened! Worry about nothing, right?

“Yes ...” he said thoughtfully. Beautiful Christina again said simple and reasonable things that once again brought him to a sense of calm complacency.

“And the truth, Ivanovich! - he straightened himself, - maybe it’s enough already to be shy of everything and fuss for any reason? You are now her entire mouth filled with sperm. That same Christina of 11 "A"! Barely swallowed, such a good girl! Well you did not dare to dream about it! But look, I took it and fed the girl with protein! And she, in sight, also requests supplements. ”

Christina simply and naturally took a big head in half in her mouth and sucked in her puffy lips deliciously smelling flesh of a man. Her tongue frolicked with a bridle. With both hands, she gently stroked his naked buttocks. Nikolai Ivanovich has already guessed that if this procedure lasts another half-minute, then the new stand is provided for him. However, Christina with a juicy smacking sound released the caressed head from her mouth, carefully licked the bridle, not missing a single crease, and only then pulled away, lovingly examining the results of the work done. Holding two fingers to her forehead, she, smiling at him from below, comically saluted:

- Everything is clean, sir! - and she happily laughed at her own joke, and at that moment the 50-year-old Trudovik admitted to herself with a piercing and aching feeling that he had lived for half a century, having no real happiness about it.

Now he knew all about happiness. Just now, sitting here in this chair, he saw happiness with huge gray eyes framed by thick long eyelashes. It sat at his feet and diligently swallowed his sperm without taking an indescribably beautiful gaze from him and insanely pleasantly squeezing his rapidly emptying eggs in a graceful palm, while he finished his indulgence and delight for a long time ... His happiness looked that way. And now, at last, he finally didn’t give a damn about what idle moralists could think about it, converting their own complexes and injuries into a set of rotten high-pair cliches at a deliberately unprofitable rate.

- Nikolai Ivanovich, do you want a seagull? - he looked down. Christine was still squatting in front of him.

- Let's drink, - the teacher smiled.

Christina quickly rose to her feet and pulled down an almost useless skirt because of her negligible length. Standing in front of him at attention, she snapped:

- Yes, sir! - and they laughed together already, looking merrily and openly into each other’s eyes.

He couldn’t conceive of a more beautiful creation! Was it something vulgar, dirty, unworthy? Only Svetulya, offended at all of the universe, could cluck with disgust at her address a malicious talk, from scratch, carping at least to the style of her dress, at least to unrestricted unconcern. “To you, dear spouse, before this angel as to China with cancer! Never crawl! ”- thought Nikolai Ivanovich, relaxed lounging on a chair and watching Christina rinse her hands in a metal sink, screwed to the wall, and then bothering over cups and brewing, intolerably seductively protruding almost uncovered well-ass butt - not at all provocation, but only so that the beauty in the outside world becomes a little more. The excitement that was born in it was not a sign of debauchery, but a logical and natural reaction to the close proximity to the beautiful. He looked at these long, slender, fully grounded legs with the same admiration. But now there was no painful inaccessibility to him. Nikolay Ivanovich did not consider Christina as a museum exhibit with strict signs like “Don't touch your hands!” And “Stop! High voltage! ”Now, in addition to transcendental sexuality, he saw in this lovely female a very young girl, untouched by bitter experience, in front of which lies the whole world, which is open to the world, which loves the whole world absolutely unconditionally!

Yes, she is incredibly beautiful, and is rightfully proud of her beauty. She catches a sweet thrill from the fact that she likes all men, and does not see any reason to wear a skirt longer than the one on her now. She does not know outdated, like rock paintings, theses about high and low, holy and sinful, black and white, fifth and tenth ... Invented it is not known when and by whom the coordinates for it simply do not exist. It is known only by its own nature, the laws of which are primordial, irrespective and universal, and therefore truly humanistic. And if some old witch, who managed to ruin the lives of three husbands and raise children around her house as a party for her worthless life, would consider Christina to be a slutty wife, so what? She won't dissuade anyone. She has love instead of convictions. And in love it is impossible to convince anyone, especially, in whom it has never been ...

***

They sat side by side on the desk, chatted with their feet, drank tea and talked at ease. Nikolai Ivanovich was trying to put on his pants, but Christina said:

- Yes, you do not hurry! Come to me for tea.

He sat on the desk at a short distance from her - in his shirt still open and without pants. Christine moved close to him, and confidentially said:

- During the discharge a lot of energy is spent. It will not hurt you to rest, recover, while she laid her hand so above his knee that he very clearly felt that recovery was already under way. His penis vividly reacted to her touch and now gradually and steadily straightened, again impressively increasing in size.

Christine removed her hand. Nikolai Ivanovich said with feeling:

- Thank you very much, Christina! I really felt much better!

- Really! - She picked up - so much time without a woman! And even without masturbation! - she lowered her voice and quite seriously added, - Nikolai Ivanovich, you will not erect a monument for such a "feat", believe me.

“Yes, I agree,” the Trudovik sighed, “it's just that, you know, Christina, life is not sugar, after all.” Family, work ...

Christine did not want to listen to these unconvincing complaints:

- So what?! - she said with slight indignation, paused for a moment and added, - you know, Nikolai Ivanovich, you may not have sugar, but my life is nothing but longer than Vitus! Because I listen to myself and do not torture myself like some, - she nodded at him - you excuse me!

- Yes, you say everything correctly, Christina! - the teacher hastened to agree, - I live like a wound, and I don’t think why, for whom? ... Read more →