Warm hugs came to life. Demanding palms stroked the sleepy girl's body. One hand, on which her dark head rested, caressed her chest, gently awakening. The second, more active, stroked the thigh, elastic tummy, ass, shaking it in one place, then in another. Fingers dived between the halves, buried in the articulation of slender legs, slid along the delicate petals, causing the flesh to swell and ooze the first drops of arousal. Vika moaned sleepily, slightly arched.

- Well, do not ... - she sang uncertainly in a sleepy voice and buried her face in the neck of her morning restless lover, without leaving her sleep.

His fingers confidently penetrated inside, stroking and stirring the delicate moisturizing flesh. They went out, swirled around a little star next to it, gently pressing through.

“Mmm ... a bully,” the girl said again, waking up in sweet bliss. But she did not move away, but, on the contrary, put out juicy halves, gradually letting in her finger. The second finger entered the wet hole next, holding, like a tong, a thin partition.

Vika groaned and slightly moved her ass towards her, encouraging his movements. Lips found lips and gently clung.

Pushing up the wet petals, he filled it with himself, without taking out his fingers and continuing to move them. The girl finally woke up, straight out of sleep, thrown into the funnel of passion. She gently moved her hips to meet, all accelerating to the rhythm of the rolling desire.

- Stefan ... Stefan ... - only whispered, without opening his eyes.

He suddenly came out of her, his head rested on a dark star, bravely pressed. Vicka twitched, groaning with displeasure, but the male hand pressed down slightly on the lower abdomen, making penetration inevitable. He entered her gently, caressing his chest, kissing his shoulders and back, and soon the girl completely relaxed, letting him completely inside.

Groans louder, the pace is faster. Long fingers play with a flowing flower. Almost crushing the girl under him, Stefan is driven into her, growling in a frenzy, nibbling her shoulders, burying her nose in her hair.

Vicky's moans go into a cry, a cry of a female beating in an orgasm. And the man is discharged in her, feeling the pulsation of her flesh. A girl hears another stranger, a distant moan, or a howl, but she does not care ...

- You are wonderful, Victoria! - whispers in her ear, tightly pressed to him. - I did not rape you? - she feels his smile skin.

“You are a fine rapist,” she smiles relaxedly in response.

- I will consider ...

They are laughing.

They went to the shower together. Stefan carefully brought her in his arms on the bed.

- How are you feeling? Will you sleep more? - carefully kisses her on the lips. - I will go to the forest. Now I will flood the bathhouse, how about you wake up, go and throw some wood, and I'll be back by lunchtime. OK dear?..

“Okay,” she said. - I really feel unwell. Someone, apparently, simply did not let me sleep, - she smiled broadly. He stroked her cheek with a smile and smacked her nose.

- Sleep ... By the way, your clothes in the hallway - she was drying on the stove.

Vika quickly fell asleep again. The dream seemed to swallow it up immediately. She dreamed that she was running through the woods, looking frightened. Burning in her chest, stabbing in her side, but she still runs and runs, feeling immeasurable horror. Finally, feeling that the lungs are going to explode, she stops, hiding behind a tree, and tries to catch her breath. The heart is pounding like a hunted beast in a cage.

Suddenly she sees a male silhouette not far from her. The girl flinches from fright, but the man does not move, just stands and looks at her. Then he suddenly takes his hand out of his pocket and raises it. He holds a mirror and twists it so that she understands from the reflections what it is.

She peers and finds out in the man Kostya. And gasps with surprise and sudden joy. Vika is ready to rush to him, but he stops her with a gesture, his lips move. They whisper: “Run! Run! "...

Vika opens her eyes, breaking out of the sticky embrace of sleep. In my head, and still heard the words Kostya. And my heart is pounding.

The house is quiet. Only an old clock quietly taps off seconds in the next room. The girl sat up in bed, looked around. All the same house where I woke up yesterday, still suggesting some kind of inexplicable fear. If she had not been so good with a man in this house, she would have run away. But she promised to stay, go to the bath - and he would take her to the village. So you have to get up.

Vika first of all threw firewood in a fireplace, found her clothes and dressed. Then she went to the kitchen, drank hot tea to warm up, with pancakes and sour cream.

Looking for her outerwear, she noticed a funny hat on the shelf for hats - like a hat with earflaps, but with a visor. I remember that Kostya used to wear such a funny hat when he went into the forest, he was even given the nickname “Trump” for it, but somehow did not get accustomed, and remained for all the village “Thunder”. It is strange that Stephen has such a hat. This ridiculous piece of clothing didn’t fit in with the sophistication and some kind of inner aristocracy of this man. But you never know. In the forest, the main thing for outerwear is to be warm.

Vika got dressed and went out. It was warm outside, as if there had been no snowstorm in the forest yesterday. Even in the puddles there is no ice. The girl closed her eyes from the bright sun, which hurt her eyes, but not very warm. I looked around - a forest around, a house and a bath nearby on a small patch on a hillock cleared of forest. Fresh air that you want to breathe as deeply as possible. And here and there, the sounds of the forest are heard to the sensitive ear.

Smoke is flowing from the bath tube, which means the firewood has not yet been burned out - she didn’t sleep for a long time.

The bath, light and spacious inside, smelled warm. The firewood lay next to the firebox, so Vika stirred up the burned-out firewood, threw new ones and left. She also treated the bathhouse with a light eerie since childhood, probably because of all the same grandmother's horror stories, so she tried not to go to the bathhouse alone, and if it happened to be, she tried to get out of there as quickly as possible.

Coming out of the bath, Vika noticed movement around the house with lateral vision. She shuddered, already feeling insecure. Some shadow slid around the corner of the house, flashing light-colored clothing. The girl was dumbfounded, not knowing what to do: either run (away or in the house?), Or find out who was there. What is not really wanted after meeting with a strange woman. Yes, and well-being left much to be desired, if you have to run: the head did not hurt, but the general condition was broken, squeezed. Probably accumulated fatigue in recent days, both physical and moral.

After standing for a couple of seconds, Vika rushed around the corner of the house. Curiosity has taken its toll.

- Who's there?! - She cried, running around the corner of the house.

The woman’s figure disappeared again, causing Vicki’s confusion again. The woman was like a figure on the one that Vika saw in the forest, but this one seemed younger, her hair was darker. And that witch seemed quite old. “No, not she,” Vika soothed herself. But who ?!

- Who you are? Stop ... - again went for the fugitive Vika. And turning the corner, suddenly ran into a man. And screamed, bounced to the side.

- Stop, baby, what are you doing? - smiled at her Stefan.

The girl looked at the young man with disbelief. Fear jumped in her chest. Where did he come from here ?! Yes, so unexpected! On the other hand, she was so glad that Stephen was there again and she did not need to be afraid.

- I saw a woman!

- Again the witch? - He smiled at her, pulling him back to him.

- I don't know ... But she was here! Running away ...

- Honey, if there was someone here, he would have come to us a long time ago.

- But I saw !!! - She frowned, removing from under the kiss lips.

- Yes, I saw, I saw. Take it easy. So, someone did not want to communicate with us, - he smiled good-naturedly and smacked her nose. - Let's go to the house, eat.

He finally drew her to him and kissed her on the lips.And she instantly melted into sensations. She was inexpressibly well next to him. And Vika did not feel any pity ...