Vitya was afraid for Katya, she still behaved inadequately. In the steam room of the village between Denis and Andrey, she started a lengthy conversation:

- Vitya thinks I'm still young, - she pouted her lips, stroking her thighs. The palms went up over the tummy, lingered on the bruises.

Vitya was sitting at that moment, heading into a corner, with a beech listened to a half-drunk dregs, which she had to say about him.

“He generally keeps an eye on me and then tells my mother,” Katya did not let up. She stuck out her pupils on a coin, twisted her lips.

- What is there to tell? - with a grin asked Andrew.

- Yes, what's the difference - Katya dismissed. - Even if there is nothing, why watch? You're following me, admit it! - she turned to her brother.

At the request of his mother a couple of times he really went for a walk along the street in search of the lost sheep. Sometimes he hid in the stairwell to find out with whom she was dating and how far these festivities had gone.

- Cach, do not be a fool, - he grimaced, covered his eyes with his hand.

- You see! - Kate glanced around the children triumphantly. - True eyes stab!

“You’re angry that you’ve gotten an examination at the institute,” he said caustically through his teeth.

These words turned out to be superfluous. She fell off the chain, all the anger accumulated over the years, poured on the brother with a tub of foul abuse:

- And you do a virgin-sissy! Six! Think you're the smartest? Yes, you do not want to meet any fool.

- Cach, calm down, - he pretended to smile, meeting with dumbfounded looks of friends. They heard it for the first time. Vita became unpleasant and even ashamed to endure their judgmental views. They believed her, not him! All presented a brother-six, who for years has been following her sister and laying her adventures for three pieces of silver.

However, he was well versed in the sister’s hysterical pens and was well aware that they were caused by disorder due to failure in the exam. Kati's vigilant nature gave her the indulgence to find an object for kicking and start to twitch at it. Mutual offense, albeit hidden, matured in him.

Preserving the dignity of the spirit and the intransigence of his views, he slowly got up and left the steam room with his chin lifted high as he played with nicks.

Vitya was waiting for the font with warm water. Rinsing in the shower, he plunged into fresh milk, surrendered to the complete relaxation of the members.

There was a splash, he opened his eyelids. Lena sank into the water in front of him, with a roguish look accompanied by the excitement of water.

“You and your sister are not very friendly,” she said, taking the opposite corner from him.

- She has such a character, - Victor sighed with sadness.

“My relationship with my brother is not the best,” she cooed.

- Is he older or younger than you?

- Older. The same as you are for Kati, for two years. Mom says it would be more, we would not quarrel.

Vitya chuckled. To lie in the warm clear water, to look at the refraction of the bends of Lenin's body, while remaining manly indifferent, was beyond all sorts of forces. He did not even encroach on flirting with Lena, not like lying with her naked in the same font. According to Andrei, Lena was going through hard times, parting with a boyfriend with whom she met for more than five years, whom she planned to marry, knocked her out of the rut, finally discouraged her from starting a new relationship. Andrei rightly said this to everyone before going to the sauna:

- Do not molest Lena, she is now angry, like a dog. May bite!

The guys laughed, silently agreed to remain neutral. Still, Lena was a dumb acquaintance, hanging out with all sorts of dark personalities.It's nice to have a very beautiful, respectable friend, without bothering about relationships. There is something inviolable in such a taboo relationship. Sex with Lena is a taboo, she is a sacred animal, a very beautiful flower. You tear it and you bring trouble, she will never forgive. You will lose a valuable frame, without having found the beloved. In that half of Lena no, they sensed gut. She was in her own way agitated, with the same kooky as Katya, perhaps even worse. Only Andrew knew the approach to it. Therefore, they avoided any thought “to stir up with Lena”. It is better to converge in battle with Chapaev, sweep away from Petlyura, than to have such a girlfriend as Lena. They were afraid and wanted her, each in their own way performing a ritual of worship.

Apparently, such a deification upset Lena. She would like to start a relationship to immediately destroy them, but no one gave her the opportunity. She, apparently, was on the side, the one-month-olds ran away after a couple of weeks, unable to withstand the frantic rhythm of clamping bolts and nuts.

And so, lying in the same font with Lena, Vitya did not even encroach on the forbidden idea to seize the beauty, because all the entrance-exit ways were studied and blocked for a long time. He was mired in learned helplessness, enjoyed the so-called friendship, without risking going beyond the line.

- Are you afraid of me? - Playful voice asked Lena, approaching like a shark. Her sugary smug little smile froze on her face.

“Everyone is afraid of you,” he grinned back.

“That's for sure,” she sighed, changing her smile to sadness. “It’s because I grew up without a father.”

Vitya raised an eyebrow.

“I don't see the connection,” he said sluggishly.

- Girls who grow up without a father, grow off their feet, didn't you know? - she smirked.

- I do not have such data.

Lena laughed.

- But now I will show you what it means to "tear off"!

She slid her hand down and grabbed his cock.

“Le-on,” he said in a sneaky voice in syllables. - Do not sha-li!

- Or maybe I want to fool around, - she approached him closely.

He remained confused until the end, realizing that Lena was playing. Her hand squeezed her cock tightly in her fist, preventing Vite from escaping.

- Now you understand why the "tear off"? - Lena giggled, giggling.

“Sure,” he always behaved in difficult cases like a pompous dude.

- You remind me of someone, - she continued to giggle, aggressively clutching a member in his fist. Excitement slowly rose in Vitin's mind-ridden mind. Lenin's nail pads painfully dug into the delicate skin, but these nuances were quickly smoothed over by the inevitable erection.

- Whom? - he succumbed to the game, put his arm around Lena. She was already rubbing at him with excited nipples that jumped up like solid bearing balls. All this underwater dance filled Vitya with fearful desire. At any moment, guys and sister could have thrown themselves out of the steam room for a shameful occupation. However, being caught with Lena was not such a criminal negligence. Rather, by refusing to love Lena, he risked being ridiculed.

- My dad escaped, - Lena cooed, stunned Vitya once again. - You look like him in his youth. I have a photo preserved.

“This is a very flattering comparison,” he grinned like a fool.

“Kiss me,” Lena whispered, hugging her whole body. Vitya is completely stuck in her arms. Their lips stuck together in a drunken wet kiss, their arms twisted around the vines. His cock sticking under water poked Lena in the tummy, she rubbed Vitya with her crotch, sitting down in the love dance on her thigh.

- Sit down here, - whispered Lena, tapping the edge of the font. He jumped up and, pulling himself up on his hands, sat his ass on the corner of the cube. Eggs hung between the legs, which he spread to the side. A member stuck out at full length as in the best houses in France, at all twenty centimeters. Lena, clasping a member at the base, assessed the quality of an erection with gentle strokes, dropped to the head with lips and began to suck.

“This is a new turn!” - Vitya thought, leaning back, considering the goddess, who even in dreams ... Read more →