to the elevator. And this corner, Kira was chosen for a long time, there was rarely anyone there, and she could quietly smoke a couple of cigarettes, indulging her thoughts, without being distracted by senseless and absolutely not interesting conversations with random people.

And now the short, puny peasant, having put out his cigarette butt, threw it into the metal bucket, which was specially here instead of an ashtray, and nodding goodbye, withdrew quickly, leaving them alone.

The superstructure adjoined a wide, and rather high parapet enclosing the perimeter of a flat roof.

Kira took Dima's glass, took a sip and put it on the parapet. She took out a thin cigarette and lit it.

“Dim, how about tomorrow?” Kira looked at the guy.

“What do you mean?” Dima did not understand the question. Kira grinned.

“Well, actually, I was going to visit you, If you remember? But if you are against, then sorry? Offer withdrawn. So, how? ”Kira stared at the guy with interest.

“Sorry, Kir, I did not immediately realize what you were talking about. I'm sorry. Of course yes. At any time, as you like. What to buy something, Cyrus? ”Cyrus grinned again, quite inexperienced, and having decided to finally finish off the guy, she spoke.

“Well, what usually buy in such cases. Champagne, I can not stand him, cognac is much better, candy, sweet is bad for the figure, I'm not a girl, so take the fruit, and lemon is sure, to cognac just right. I hope you have coffee and sugar. “Dima violently nodded.

“Great, then“ Nikolai ”will do, under the cognac, a nice thing, tones. So what else is usually taken? Condoms Well, you see, I don’t like them. Fuck them, still all right, and suck in an elastic band, dismiss. The member is much tastier than the condom. So, if you want me to take it into your mouth, no suits. “Dima gradually precipitated. He froze with his mouth open, staring at Kira, pleased.

“No, if you are against it, we can calmly watch some interesting film, listen to music, talk about poetry. Then you take me home, and gently kiss on the cheek. So which option do you like more? "

Dima came to himself not immediately. Gradually, understanding began to appear on his face. He coped with confusion and muttered

“Pn-first. Kir, are you serious or are you kidding me? I beg you, do not scoff. You know how I feel about you. You are welcome. “Kira’s eyes were set on the offended kitten. Kira, suddenly became so sorry for the boy.

“Dim, I'm not kidding. Just kidding, yes, but I'm not kidding. I am absolutely serious. You're nice to me. There is no question of love, but I'm ready to sleep with you. Do not believe? Do you want to prove it? Hold it. “Kira put a dead cigarette in the arm of a stunned guy and squatted in front of him.

She put her hand on his fly. Wow, and the boy has a stanchion, not that oh, but it has increased quite decently, and it seems to be hard, it is a pity that denim is thick, it interferes. And if so. She grabbed the zipper with her fingers and pulled her down. Metal vzhyknul quietly.

Kira raised her eyes to Dima. He looked at her with unbelieving eyes, holding in her one hand an unfinished cigarette, with a long, thin column of gray ash, and in the other his brown cup of coffee.

Kira smiled, showed him her tongue, and resolutely launched her hand into the wide-open fly.

Finding the desired object, covered with a thin layer of underwear, Cyrus put her hand on the swollen sausage, which responded to her touch, with a slight pulsation. Her fingers began to gently massage the object through the fabric. The object of affection was responsive, hardening and pouring power right in his hand. Kira used her second hand.

And then her hand found a slot in the obstacle, two layers of fabric coming over one another, hiding the coveted passage.

Killing her joyfully, Kirochka launched a greedy little hand in there. The palm was filled with hot, elastic flesh, and Kira pulled the captured prey towards herself.

She heard the noise of the street, coming from below, muffled snatches of conversations from other campaigns of smokers, something that would surely have stopped her before. But, after experienced in the "Ford", it was all the little things. She was fucked in the mouth, and she watched as a couple of meters away, three Caucasians drink beer, heard their guttural speech. Brakes were owls, tough, rude, but effective. She no longer felt remorse for her husband, if earlier she could still justify herself by doing this under pressure, now nobody forced her, she went for it, of her own will. And she went easy, without suffering, without suffering. And she could do this, anywhere and with anyone, there was no fear anymore.

The member slipped out of the captivity of the cloth. Kira considered the essence of her young admirer, previously hidden from her. The member was handsome. Ideal shape and size, "European standard". Yes, yes, those same notorious eighteen centimeters of strong and elastic flesh. A young and fresh member, not at all like a second-hand member of Leshenka. Used by anyone. Shabby and obmusolenny different shalashovkami and proshmandovkami. Well, get a fascist grenade.

Kira, taking Dimin's member with her hand, approached him closely and with pleasure, and with some kind of hidden gloating, put it on her face, while looking into the eyes of a future, or already present, lover.

Her tongue licked the trunk. Dima is clearly not preparing for this. The dick smelled slightly of urine and sweat. It is not the strong, peasant duhukh that Leshkins published personal belongings, if he “forgot” to take a shower in the evening. So easy, unpleasant smell. Nonsense, she even got used to Leshkin’s scent, and Wolf and Fox also smelled of roses.

She drove a member across her face and inhaled the smell. Her face will smell like a member, a foreign member. From the realization of this, and the fact that she now changes at will, a wave of excitement and some kind of crazy joy, overwhelmed her. She wanted to be a depraved, licentious whore that other men use, and her husband does not even suspect about her dark side.

Treason, sweet and vicious, she is like a drug. After trying once, stop, it is almost impossible. The pool of pleasures and strong emotions delays, deeper and deeper. And even knowing what the final will be, you rush into the pool with your head. The sweet charm of vice, demented and drunk like strong wine.

The sobering will come later, along with a headache and a heap of problems.

But it will be later, but now ...

Sticking out Kira's tongue, she held a member over it, and a member soaked in its saliva began to lightly slap her cheeks, nose, and tongue. At the same time, her gaze was riveted on Dima’s stunned face. In addition, what is happening just did not fit in my head.

Kira, folding her lips with a ring, put it on her head. The guy made a low moan. Holding her head in her mouth, Kira began to suck it like a lollipop. Looking up for a moment, she said with a slight hoarse in her voice

“Dim, you look around then, and then you never know. Suddenly being caught. ”

Dima nodded and Kira grunted in satisfaction, put her head on his penis.

Hugging the hips of the young man, she squatted, worked diligently with her head, rhythmically plunging his cock into the depth of her mouth. Abundantly greased with its saliva trunk, obediently slid along the helpfully substituted tongue, periodically plunging deep into the throat. The larynx compressed convulsively, gently squeezing the guest.

Feet gradually began to bleed, but I didn’t want to kneel on the dirty roof. And Kira has increased the pace. Excited guy did not need much, a jet of sperm hit the larynx. Then the second, third. There was a lot of sperm, a young, healthy, excited guy, fed her to the full, Kira barely had time to swallow, and the splashes of nutritive protein did not stop. But finally, this source has dried up.Licking the last drop, and kissing the head, Kira straightened with relief.

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