Pulling my still not wilted trunk from her mouth, she asked with a ragged face:
- Are you happy?
- Oh yes, beauty, you're a miracle!
Throwing me a sidelong glance, she collected the sperm drips from her breast with her fingers and licked them.
- What's next?
- Let's drink a glass of champagne and continue. How do you like my sperm?
- Bitter, but nothing, gives the coffee.

- That's nice, - I filled her glass and gave it to her. I beckoned her to me, and when she sat down on my knees, I drank with her on brotherhood, feeling my fighter again pouring strength. Kissing her passionately, I carried her onto the bed and laid it on my stomach, then put a pillow under it, wetted my finger with saliva and began to massage her wrinkled anus. She looked back inquiringly, and I told her that today I would only fuck her in the ass so that her Kisul could rest.

The second finger got into it with difficulty, then I took the hand cream and generously lubricated it, after which her ass yielded, and soon I was massaging it with three fingers. My dick was already smoking, and in one fell swoop I burst into her narrow, oiled hole. She moaned hysterically, and after a short respite for a couple of seconds, I began to play in her tight little hole. She wriggled like a snake, bringing me to a quick orgasm, and without fear for the consequences I already filled her ass with my sperm. Diane turned out to be a hot girl, having finished at the same time with me, and when I poured into her the last jet of semen, she stopped on her, kissing her neck and back.

We just fell asleep, hugging each other, and I woke up because Diane was fluttering under me, trying to get out, but this was hampered by my cock, which is still in her ass. Seeing that I woke up, she begged:
- Let me go, I'll die now, I want to write so much, and you are stuck in me!
Reluctantly, I pulled my soggy dick out of her ass with a loud chpok, drove it into the paint, and already viscous sperm flowed out with it, smearing her thighs, but without paying attention to it, found my shirt, threw it on herself and ran to the toilet, which was at the end of the corridor on the floor.

She came back quickly, chiding me for having nudged so abundantly in her ass, well, no one met her on the way, otherwise there would have been visible sperm streaks on her legs. I just grinned, and she went to the bathroom to wash off the traces of our passion. When she lay down next to me with a pleasant aroma of shampoo, I reached out to her and began to play with her unusually large melons of breasts, gently nibbling her hardened crispy nipples.

She closed her eyes, moaning with pleasure, and I pulled her legs up, spreading her arms apart, and in front of me both her holes appeared in all my glory, which I had already visited. Remembering that I promised not to touch her printed pussy, I aimed at her anus, which seemed to be inviting me to visit again. Her anus was slightly ajar and slightly swollen, and met the head of my penis almost without resistance, but then it was already narrow, but I easily punched a hole in her defense and again began to ram her elastic ass.

This time I lasted longer, stroking my fingers and rubbing her clit, and she began to moan so loudly that I was afraid that she would wake the whole floor, and covered her moaning mouth with the palm of her left hand.
- MMMM! AHHHMMM! OOOOO! You are just a god! What are you doing with me!
- You are my goddess, you have to fuck and fuck, you are created for this!
- Stronger! Tear me, fuck like a whore, OOOO! - she was shaking in a series of continuous orgasms.She finished as a wound, and I enjoyed it, all the delaying moment of orgasm, but this time could not hold back the rapid flow of sperm, and again poured into her rectum.

At the same time, I squeezed her breasts so roughly that she groaned in pain, saying that now I’ll definitely have to marry her if her mother noticed bruises on her breasts. My chest was cold, because my plans did not include an early marriage, even with such a beauty, Diana noticed this, saying with a laugh that I should calm down, and she would try not to shine with her mother. I sighed with relief, and Dianka sarcastically threw:
- How to fuck, you can, but how to get married, you can not! You're the same man as everyone - just to fuck, and there the grass does not grow!
- You thought, how will I keep you on my bare ass? Yes, and your Rodak will not want such a husband, mine will also be against it, so if you agree to suffer for 4 years, when I have to somehow stand on my feet, then I will be happy to take you as a wife.
- And now what? Bye Bye? Disperse, as if nothing had happened?
- Why, let's meet, I will be happy to have such a beautiful and cool girlfriend!
- Of course, at the same time and fuck in all holes!
- Sorry, honey, you did not like to have sex with me?
- I liked it, but you treat me like some thing!
- Nothing like that, I really like you, I think that you too, so why should we refrain from sex if it is so beautiful?
“It just seems to me that you will use me for a month, maybe two, and then you need me and you will leave me!”
- Do not even think! I don’t need anyone but you, and if you don’t get tired of me, I won’t leave you.
- You swear?
- I swear to all that is dear to me, honey!

Diane kissed me, we got up, I went to the shower, and Diana began to induce a marafet on herself — it was Saturday, and I had to go to college. The fact that we are a couple, of course, found out the whole institute, at first it did not give rest to some individuals who, guys, girls, approached me and asked if I was serious about Diana, or just for sex. When I said that there was nowhere more serious, under the guise of baking about my future, they reminded me that she had notoriety and that I had better find another worthy girl, and this one can only be fucked.

I was angry, sending all three letters, advising me not to go into my own business, until one, especially arrogant, the one who otylye her in the ass and cheered on the whole institute, told me that I should share, they say, not one I want to fuck Diana, and I cheekily took her for sole use. I rudely sent him, but he continued, saying that Diana was rightfully his booty, and he would fuck her again, whether I wanted to or not. I, of course, vmazal him a couple of times, so much so that he crouched in pain, but when I moved away from him, he shouted after me that I would regret it.

One summer, Dianka and I walked after classes in a park near the institute, crouching on one of the secluded benches, hidden from sight among thick jasmine bushes. There was no one around, and, having lost my head from passion, I sat Diana, dressed in a medium-length skirt, on my lap. She began to protest, saying that you should not hug here in front of everyone, but I hugged her tightly and kissed her passionately, caressing her legs under her skirt. She gave up after a minute of desperate resistance, dropping from my head, and also gave a kiss, but I, having lost my head, pushed her panties to the side and began to caress her already wet pussy. Diana twitched, trying to get off me, but I held her tight, and she went limp, panting and moaning when I put one in her bosom, and then two more fingers.

At the peak of the climax, when I strenuously fumbled her pussy with my fingers, five students quietly came out of the bushes from a parallel stream, among which was the one who praised Diana and whom I shook a few days ago. When she began to cum, sitting on my knees, with her skirt up, and my fingers in her pussy, this guy, Robert, said loudly and sarcastically:
- And you guys doubted that this bitch is an ordinary whore!
Diana and I froze in surprise, and Diana, recovering herself, pulled up her pack and shouted:
- Come to hell out of here, idiots, what are you staring at ?!
- It is not good for a whore to talk to normal boys! - declared one of them .... Read more →