loudly and completely indecently burst out laughing. Now she looked like a real fucking dirty, depraved whore without any principles or morals. Andrew did not get tired of being surprised at the changes that had occurred to his wife. It was so unusual to see her like this and, at the same time, inexplicably pleasantly aware that this one just fucked was actually unknown to anyone laughing Shmara - his rightful spouse! ..

- Ol, help you? - quietly asked Andrew.

He meant making tea. But in response, the wife only grimaced in a mocking grimace:

- Andryush, the young man himself is doing quite well! I already barely converge!

And she laughed again indecently.

“Yes, I’m not talking about it at all ...” the spouse modestly clarified, nodding at the stove, where the kettle had just begun to boil.

- BUT! Well serve us, since you are so unbearable ...

She went to the table and sat down on Ilya's lap, hugging him by the neck with one hand. Andrei took up tea.

“My boy and I are a little tired, right?” - Olga cooed, stroking her lover on the head, - he is such a great fellow! So tried! And I licked the pussy and fucked me properly ... Yes, yes, my sweetie! And I puspuskal me in the mouth ... Mmmm ... My delicious boy! ..

Andrew peeked around. His wife clung to the boy with her whole body, cat-like pawed at him, stroking his shoulders and chest. Then she took his hand in her and laid it on her thigh. Ilya also began to caress her. Andrey hardly turned away from the bewitching scene. He poured a cup of tea and boiling water into cups, perfectly hearing that wet hot kisses began to smack sweetly behind him. Olga and Ilya breathed louder and deeper. The sounds of caressing touches rustled. Finally, Olga made a lustful moan. Andrei slowly turned to them, holding a cup in both hands ...

The seen picture struck him with passionate sensuality, with which these two indulged in caress. Their lips tightly closed in a kiss. With one hand, Ilya eagerly crumpled Olgin's chest. His fingers boldly, without any timidity, played with a hardened nipple. His second hand stroked her belly, slowly but surely sinking lower and lower. When his palm reached the pubis, Olga spread her legs. Andrey perfectly remembered how her pussy looks in a state of extreme excitement. So she looked now ... Illya, without wasting time, slid her hand into her crotch. The middle and ring fingers, without encountering any resistance, slid inside the hospitable gap. Olga pulled her lips from his mouth and gasped loudly. Andrew was not moving, and lovers keen on an entertaining affair, it seemed, completely forgot about his presence. Olga leaned back on Ilya on the chest and closed her eyes from the growing pleasure. The young man, kissing her neck, ruled his fingers inside her. Soon, she jumped to her feet and sat in front of him on the kitchen table, throwing her legs on his shoulders.

- Fuck me here, baby!

Ilya got up. A member stood again, but the young man was in no hurry to respond to the proposal of his depraved mentor. Still, the presence of her husband prevented him. Olga turned to her spouse.

- Andrew, come out, please ... - in her voice unexpectedly you heard asking intonations.

Andrei decided to take advantage of her momentary weakness and “knock out” something for himself.

- Ol, I will not bother you ... - he began, - you can, I ...

- Fuck you from here, I said !!! - suddenly Olga yelled madly at him.

Leaving the cups, Andrei flew out of the kitchen with a bullet, cursing himself for having angered his wife. She sent him obscenities in the presence of some youngster, but he turned out to be ready to accept this without reproach.Not having time to reach the hall, Andrei heard his spouse cry out loudly in the kitchen, spread out at their dinner table under an 18-year-old boy ... For the first time in the evening, Andrei felt real horror for the future. It was not known how far Olga could go in her new capacity, but his own matrimonial role in their union has already changed irrevocably ...

They settled down to eight o'clock. When the final silence was established, Andrew again could not resist, walked to the door of the bedroom and quietly opened it. Wife with a lover fell asleep across the bed, in the position in which the fatigue from many hours of sex finally overcame them. Olga's head was on Ilya’s stomach. On the cheek stuck a large stain of sperm. His limp, finally satiated member was a few inches from her face. To finish, Andrey needed only a few hand movements ...

Ilya woke up an hour later. Trying not to wake Olga, he got dressed, quietly went out into the hallway, put on his shoes and pulled the front door towards him. In his head still did not fit, how this amazing woman could give him a wonderful night, not hiding it from her husband. However, he did not show the slightest resistance. This circumstance surprised the young man even more. But anyway, Ilya received a maximum from a new acquaintance. A sexy, experienced and incredibly relaxed Olga did not just teach him the basics of carnal pleasures. This fantastic mature whore (as she herself repeatedly asked to call herself) for several hours became for him the standard of a woman: depraved, lascivious, inventive and ready in bed for absolutely everything. Separately, I was pleased that Olga promised Ilya to meet him in the future. Get an 18-year-old such an elegant mistress - he hadn't even longed for such a dream about this! ..

Olga slept almost until dinner. From the bedroom she went straight to the shower, without even checking whether her husband was home. Exhausted by impressions, Andrei by this time had fallen asleep on the sofa in the hall. He was awakened by the voice of his wife, talking on the kitchen in the telephone. He went to her. Olga sat at the very table where she had recently surrendered to a barely familiar kid. She was wearing a dressing gown on a naked body. A towel was tied on the head. Seeing her husband, Olga hurried to curtail the telephone conversation:

- Okay, dear! We will discuss everything at the meeting, okay? Yeah, see you soon. Kisses!

She put the phone down and looked up at her husband.

“Hello,” Olga said calmly.

- Hello ... Ol ... You do not want to discuss?

- Discuss what? - as if completely unaware of what it was about, she shrugged.

- What was at night ... - the words were given to Andrew with difficulty. To be honest, he himself didn’t really imagine further conversation about the latest events.

- What is there to discuss, Andrew? - without raising her voice, Olga asked, - do you have any questions? You kind of wanted something like that! Or I'm wrong?

- Yes, something like that ... - the spouse said not too confidently, - probably ... But ...

- Without the "but"! - yesterday's metal appeared in her voice again, - dreams come true, dear. If you are not ready for this, these are your problems.

She rose from the table.

“Oh, by the way,” she said already at the door of the kitchen, “the children will remain with the grandmother today.” Nat will come to me tonight ...

Andrei saw his wife’s new girlfriend only once, peeping through the window when she once again came for Olga. But her name sounded very often in their house. Olga now and then called up to her on a variety of issues. Their conversations were usually long, and their content could only have been guessed by, as usually, talking with a friend, his wife closed off from him in another room, often irritably demanding not to interfere. In general, the changes in Olgin's behavior began precisely in those days when she began to communicate with the mysterious Nata. Andrew has long wanted to personally see this girl, with whom his spouse so quickly and closely became friends.

- Should I stay home? - he asked.After last night, Andrew considered it necessary to ask his wife this question, and was ready to fulfill any of her wishes.

To his surprise, Olga nodded:

- Yes. She wants to see you.

Andrew did not ask why Nate needed to suddenly meet with her new friend's husband. Although this question is his ... Read more →