I stood and did not understand what was happening, but just in case affirmatively nodded my head.
- You see? She will be silent, and then he will like the new one. The more viewers so pleasant to him.
- Well, as you know, it's up to you. - Sveta turned away from us with displeasure - Well, what are you going? - and without waiting for an answer, she shook her hips angrily and went down the path leading deeper into the training complex.
- Come on, you'll like it. But only you. don't tell anyone what you see. Good?
- Good!

And Irishka, catching me by the arm, led me along the path following a frustratedly receding girlfriend.
We went around the school, sports town and went to some kind of household. block and passing it along the path through the huge thistle thickets and hawthorn bushes came to the fence with a concrete slab broken in the center. Beyond the breach, the path continued and thick thickets of hawthorn followed the sidewalk, along which people were hurrying somewhere, the carriageway and the stop of some kind of trolleybus or bus. A man of about forty years old, wearing glasses and a mustache and beard, was walking along the path with a slow walk. Seeing us, he waved his hand in a friendly way and, smiling, walked in tight to the breach, to the concrete border, which separated us from each other by several centimeters.

- Hi girls! - a man greeted us with a little hoarse voice - on the occasion of you and I see a brand new one in your ranks? It is commendable! - the man smiled.
- Yeah new - could not resist sneering snort Svetik.
- This is my very good friend, since kindergarten. We have no secrets and I think you will not mind if she joins us - throwing a displeased glance at Sveta explained Irishka.
- Well, of course I will not mind if she knows how to keep secrets and keep the tongue on lock - still smiling and addressing everyone, but looking only at me the man spoke.
They all looked at me in a friendly way, and feeling that I was being poured in with paint again, I nodded affirmatively with my head and turned my eyes to the ground and began to diligently count the number of berries falling to the ground.

- Well, that's nice, that's agreed! - the man bent down and lowered to the ground, holding up to this point in the hands of a sports bag. Then he straightened up, looked around him, and apparently, being pleased in a pompous voice, announced - So, dear Mademoiselle, the show begins! I ask the nervous and impressionable to leave the show!

With these words, the man bowed theatrically and jerked straight up, flashing copper with copper, opening the zipper on his pants and putting his hand into the opened pocket. I looked at this magician, not understanding what would happen next, but a crowd of cold goosebumps was already sweeping up my back, causing my legs to tremble nervously, and I felt how alarmingly swelled and instantly swelled, rested on the silk fabric of the nipple bra, and in the lower abdomen spilled a pleasant languor, from which swollen lips pleasantly stirred. We froze in Troy and stared at the hand of a magician in anticipation of miracles. And the magician did not disappoint our girlish hopes. Having counted up to three and hissing “Ale Op!” The man, pulling his hand out of his pants and overgrown wild hawthorn, immediately announced an excited girlish squeak. On the male palm lay a wrinkled leather shaven bag with two rounded protuberances on which he slept, curled up in a ball.

Three pairs of girl's eyes stared at this man's miracle and the miracle, feeling the glances began to move, and the magical transformation into a dick began. Right before our eyes, it began to grow, swelling and increasing in size until those until its head rose vertically and excitedly trembled on a slightly bent tense trunk.The man obviously pleased with the impression made on us indulgently chuckled, releasing the eggs from his palm and intercepting the trunk with his fingers under the head and gently pulling the elastic skin exposed the burgundy shiny head from which it flowed and leaving a brilliant trace of grease. What was a member of a large or small, large or ordinary, even his beauty, I could not then appreciate.

It was the first member I saw in life. The first real male dick, trembling with excitement and aimed at our bare knees. What happened next, my overexcited brain refused to memorize and only fragments remained. Here a man moves his hand furiously, and his head flashes with a red signal of the semaphore, so he bends it and releases the head loudly on the branded belt buckle. So he, taking a step close to the fence, and having twisted his dick horizontally and began to move his hips as if imitating intercourse in the direction of Svetik. Sidorkina gasped and leaned her hips towards the swinging cock. Now, with each movement, the head of the member rested against the dark fabric of the skirt and pressed it into the girl's groin, causing her to moan pleasantly. Suddenly the man abruptly pulled his penis away and sighed noisily, squeezing his head into a fist.

- Fu Svetlana, have you had a little more time and you would have to wash your skirt! - the voice hoarse from excitement said the man.
- Well, what, Mom would wash - nervously shifting from foot to foot and pulling the hem of the skirt in the same hoarse voice answered girlfriend.
- Svetka, you are a greedy and single-handed person, but what about your girlfriends they also want to play. True girls? - and releasing from the fist a shrunken and shriveled head, the man shook a slightly sunken member in our direction with Irka.
- Well Irish is now your turn. Come closer. I missed your legs for a whole summer. Irish lift skirt. Show legs. Well, please - in a pleading voice, with a slightly twitching cock with his fingers, the man wheezed. Irishka looked around, then looked at me as if making up her mind and decided to pick up the hem of her skirt from both sides with her fingers and lifted it above the navel, exposing her tanned slender legs, covered with knee-length white gaiter, and low-lying white polka-dotted panties with low sweeping the pubis and the creased crease in the sweaty crevice. The man literally howled from what he saw frantically moving his hand over the penis and suddenly stretching out his free hand grabbed Irka by the crotch and thrusting his fingers under the thin fabric of the panties. Irishka squeaked in surprise, but to my surprise did not bounce, but on the contrary approached the man.

- Irka, Irishka, Irishechka ... you are a miracle! - moaned over-excited man - Irish jerk off to me. Come on, please. You're so ... so ... look at you and you can already finish ... your knees ... masturbate ...
And Ira took pity on him, but to my surprise, as soon as her fingers touched the member, the man jumped aside as if stung.
- Irish, no, I can't ... I will finish now - the man was breathing heavily and a thick drop of grease splashed out of the trembling from excitement and slowly stretched and stretched to the ground.
“Girls, I’ll go crazy with you - devouring naked Irkin’s eyes with moaning groans a man - Irish ...”
But then his eyes fell on me, on my swollen breasts.
- ABOUT! And what is the name of our new girlfriend? - switching and evaluating examining me a man asked, instantly forgetting about Irka and her legs.

From everything that happens, from excitement, I did not immediately understand that the question was asked of me. I was swimming in a parallel world.
- Natashik - Sidorkina could not remain silent.
- Natashik. Natasha, Natalia is a beautiful name! - the man listed - my name is Gennady Sergeevich or you can simply Gennady. Will we know each other? - the man added and moved closer to me so that his fire-breathing dick appeared to be a few centimeters from my tights, not covered with a skirt, but tights pulled into the caprone, and it even seemed to me that I felt the heat coming from his head.
- Well, Natalia will take a closer look? - without realizing anything, I nodded my head and at that moment male hands fluttered with fingers digging into my swollen breasts and tightly clutching them. I twitched, but the fingers holding my sis prevented me from escaping.
Somewhere aside, Svetik nervously giggled.

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