Dima looms over her spreading body. Kira put her hand between her legs, caught the member sliding along her crotch and sent him inside, oozing with vaginal moisture.

The unusual feeling of someone else's dick, those strangers n in the bill. Then her emotional degree rolls over. A storm of hormones and adrenaline carried the brain. Then events controlled her, and now, on the contrary, she managed the situation. Now everything was different. She enjoyed every nuance of unusual sensations, a sense of novelty, unusual situation, everything intertwined into some kind of strange, strange, unique cocktail. And most importantly, it is damn exciting. Cyrus flowed, she literally came out juice. The realization that right now, she is given to an OTHER man, gave her inexpressible pleasure. And the movements of this member, inside it, were much nicer than the usual Leshkins. And Dima moved differently. And the rhythm was unusual, more ragged, or something. And he entered, much deeper. Much.

Dima tried with might and main. He changed the rhythm and direction of pushes, worked hard hips. Kira lay under him and looked into his eyes, her hands stroking his chest, and her legs lifted and her heels pressed against his buttocks.

Feeling that the guy is ready to go to the finish line Kira whispered

“Go back.” “Dima stopped and pulled out a member.

Kira quickly turned over and got up on all fours bent her back and sticking out her ass.

Dima spent a member of the swollen, red lips, stroked the clitoris and swirled near the entrance. He put one hand on the tight buttock, put the other between the legs of the woman, and found the knob of the clitoris. The member continued to rub against Kira's crotch. The hand slid over the delicate skin of the buttock, and the thumb covered the anus ring, and slightly pressed. Kira made a long moan. Why, why her hamadryas, never did that. An adult is a man, and here the boy is snotty, but how good is that.

“Yes ... yes ... Still, do not stop ... Yeah ... Stick your finger ... Do not stick there, shove it in the ass ... Although, you can go there too ... Yeah ..." Cyrus howled beluga. Full-length member plunged into her cave. She put her head in the couch and put one hand and herself between her legs. Fingers felt the clitoris and pushing Dimkin's hand away, began to caress him. She knew a lot about this business. Every day, for many years trained. The free hand Dmitry used in the case. He slammed the hemisphere and thrust three fingers into the backs of the women and began to fuck Kira howling into two holes at once.

And then he noticed how Cyrus sucks the thumb of his free hand.

Dima's fingers massaging Kira's anus, felt the movement of the penis inside the vagina, and this excited the guy even more. He already barely restrained.

"In me ... Cum in me ... Dimkaaaa ..." Convulsive contractions of the vagina and intestines became for him a kind of signal. Cum splashed into the womb.

Sweated and happy, he collapsed on the plush of the ottoman next, with Kira still standing with cancer. She looked at him, and slowly fell on her side, without unbending her knees.

After a couple of minutes, Kira sat down and left.

"I'm gonna take a shower. “Slowly retired. From the bathroom came the sound of water and a satisfied snort.

When Kira, rolled up to the very armpits in a striped, terry towel, returned, Dimka, already her Dimka naked on an ottoman with appetite, was eating a potato with pork, and a salad, which she dragged directly from the bowl.

“And put in the plate, not destiny, svintus. Still, you guys are lazy. I would go to the kitchen, take a clean plate, I washed them all up, and ate like a man. Well, where my hands got. Here is the same fork. No, well, pure child child. "

"But it tastes the same."

“You guys are old boys to old age” Kira sat down next to Dima and patted his naughty curly hair.

She stretched out her hand and splashed a good portion of cognac into her glass. Taking a sip, lit a cigarette.

Dima, who had eaten up to the heap, lay on the ottoman, his hands behind his head, and next to him he raised himself on one elbow and lay naked Cyrus. The playful fingers of her hand made a fascinating journey through the body of a young man, studying it.

She laid his head on his stomach and ran her fingertip over the penis. Then she took a scrotum in a handful and began to slowly roll the testicles in her hand. This game caused a backlash. The boy's hand, sliding on her thigh, stroked the smooth buttock and stopped at the hole of the anus, lightly massaging it. She remembered her promise to give him in the ass, and he didn’t seem to have forgotten her words either.

The member gradually gained firmness, and Kira moved a little lower, put it in her mouth, sucking slightly, continued to caress the scrotum. And when the body reached the desired fortress, Kira stood up and threw a leg over the guy's hips, sat down on top of him. The penis, directed by her hand, entered the already expiring grease of the vagina as a whole, without being left over, filling it. Kira gasped softly, groaned and bit her lower lip and began to move slowly. At first slowly, then gradually faster and faster. She completely controlled the process, always moving in the right direction. Kira, then lifted her hips, sliding along the trunk upwards, then lowered herself, plunging him into herself, to the very base, then leaning forward, or leaning back. She literally danced on the penis.

Bending over the guy's face, she whispered

"Diim ... Fuck me in the ass ... I, I do not give my husband there ... And you, fuck ... I want so much ... Proder me, as follows ..." She jumped off his penis and again took favorite pose

Yes, let Dima be the first. Her virgin ass for any reason not to last long, so let the one that she chose herself be the first. And not two jerks in jester masks.

Dima collected a hand grease, oozing abundantly from the excited vagina and moistened these juices, treasured hole. Kira shrank in anticipation. Putting a firmly standing member drenched with his saliva and her discharge, he pressed slightly. Kira moaned, feeling the increasing pressure. She instinctively twitched, trying to jump off, but unexpectedly strong male hands firmly grasping her hips, persistently pulled them towards themselves. Slowly, slowly, putting her intestines on the inexorably moving deep into the trunk. Kira whined from pain and pleasure at the same time.

A member in her anus began to move, at first slowly, then gradually accelerating. The pain gradually receded, and the excitement grew. She felt a member of her lover, namely a lover, and not her husband, rhythmically moving in an unusual, yet unusual place. And strong, almost unfamiliar hands. Leshkina in recent years almost did not excite her, no matter what he did. She felt her husband's hands as her own, they could do nicely, but they did not excite, and these hands, now holding her hips, and powerfully pulling, her ass, on her bolt, were stimulated. Yes, and how. And the fact that her Leshenka, does not even suspect that the unfamiliar boy, right now, hammer his exemplary, caring wife, his cute and domestic kitten, into her asshole. Like the last whore. Oooo ...

She herself, moved to meet Dimkin's member, putting him on her ass, and wheezed

“Yes ... Yeah ... So ... Stronger ... Break my ass ... Yeah ... Ebi fuck me like a whore ... I'm your whore. Your fucking ... Cumming my ass ... I want your cum in my ass ... Yeah ... "

Her wish came true. Not the first and not the last. A jet of sperm filled the intestines. Dima jerked several times, pouring in the additive and limp, leaning on her back

“You, something ... I have never been with such a thing ...” Kira, pressed down from above with a relaxed body, straightened her legs, slowly dropping her stomach on the bed. Slightly limp member, with a champ, left her ass.

"Well, for a long time, are you going to lie on me?" I understand what an old mattress looks like. But this is not a reason for me to sleep. Roll down, come on. Not fluff tea. Do not fuck on idle wallow. “Dima obediently slid off her and sat down next to him, stroking the elastic hemispheres. Lying on his stomach Kira. She turned her face to him and thoughtfully began to look at her lover.

Yes, he became her first full-fledged lover. Those do not count, she does not even know them. And Dimka, the first. The first, but obviously, not the last. She has a lot more to come.

And Leshka himself is to blame. Do not be the very same record that literally turned her over, tore her soul out and dipped it in the cesspool, she would hardly have crossed the line. Probably. But stepping over time, she can no longer stop. It can not, and does not want.

In the purse hanging on the chair, stumbled.

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