The first surprise of our first (and in 2011 the only) joint overnight stay with Zaia was her refusal from strong drinks. We already tried out cognac, wine and champagne during previous meetings, and when I asked what she would prefer this time, she suddenly offered, and let's do without alcohol. And then, as if having recollected herself, clarified:
- No, well, if you definitely need to drink, then I do not mind, take what you want.

Here you go! Do I have to drink this? Actually, before the first meeting, I asked her if alcohol would help her to be liberated, and then she answered in the affirmative, and such a tradition has developed. And I certainly do not necessarily, not to mention the extra burden, when he came to Ems in his car. Well, agreed.

The second surprise was her call that morning, on the evening of which a date was scheduled. We rarely called each other, the main information exchange took place on the pages of the Mamba website (later on Odnoklassniki), and the phone helped docking on the ground and, in theory, to notify about force majeure and the sudden cancellation of the meeting. Until then, there was no force majeure (by the way, and in the future too), if we agreed on a specific date and place with it, Zaya was always, and I don’t even remember significant delays, excusable girls.

- DD, will you come today? Everything as agreed?
- Yes of course. In an hour and a half I will leave. And what, something happened?
- Well yes! - My sweet little Bunny almost cries in frustration. - I'll tell you now, just promise that you will come anyway.
- In any case, I will come. I have business in the city. In the second half I will deal with them, and in the evening, as agreed, we will meet.
- will we meet? Right?
- See you again! For sure! Tell me, finally, what happened?
- Monthly I started. As luck would have it. I thought I would still last a day. So sorry, I waited. Please come, eh, dd? I'm not guilty, honestly.
- I'll come, Zai, calm down. Of course, I will come. But then, you understand, you will have to deal with something seriously - with a joking intonation in the last sentence, so that it does not think, dogma and nothing else.
- Yes, yes, I know, of course I will! - Immediately delighted, the voice brightened up, the tempting notes made their way. - I like everything with you, you do not take offense at my whims. In general, I wait, yes? When you get there, call.
- By all means! Come, see you, Zay!
- See you! Kisses! Thank you very much!

- Thank you very much, DD! - touching and sincerely thanked Zaya again when we entered the apartment in the evening. Hugged, kissed. - Until recently, I did not believe that you would agree. I set up, said at home, with my sister decided all the questions in advance. I really wanted to see you. I am so glad that you did not refuse me, you have no idea!

“That's the logic! - I was surprised to myself. - Itself from kuni baldeet, 90% of the time I lick her, and everything is fine, and that I can be more than pleased with the blowjob without sex, does not fit in my head. And he said aloud:
- Come on! I do not feel slighted. Quite the contrary! - smiled with a little grip, leaned over, teased her lip with her tongue, got a joking poke in the shoulder, and we headed to the kitchen to have dinner and gain strength.

There is a common expression "night of love" or "night of sex." Since sex was not possible for physiological reasons, maybe it was a whole night of a blowjob? Blowjob, of course, was. Even twice. Below I will describe in brief. But my impression of that night was that of knowledge, not in the physical sense. The lion’s share of what I learned about Zai is her life, relatives, fiancé ... her plans, dreams, doubts ...her views, convictions, principles, - became known to me as a result of long conversations of that evening, partly of night and morning.

At about 11 o'clock in the evening, having spoken enough, as it seemed to us, to have the power, we moved into the room. In general, everything was as usual, not counting that instead of the usual daylight before that day, the electric bulb was burning brightly, and Zaya did not ask to turn off the light. We kissed and caressed, I fumbled all over her small dark body, stroked her shoulders and back, hips and hips, penetrated from behind under the panties, squeezed tight, elastic buttocks, but she tried to caress the front in front, saying that the first day she had uncomfortable and better not to go there. Then, obeying my gesture, which was either really, or I just stroked her hair, she obediently pulled away from my lips, kissed her neck and shoulders, chest and stomach, and sat down on the sofa. I thought, yeah, now I’ll take it in my mouth myself, but no, I’m naughty prankster, teased me, jerked off a bit, moved my head over my nipples, and sank again, opening her lips and inviting to fuck in her mouth. Which, naturally and inevitably, soon happened, and ended a few minutes later with cumming in your mouth.

But even then, having extinguished the light and settled down with “spoons” in an embrace as if to sleep, we talked for about half an hour. Zayu was now interested in sexual moments, why I like the blowjob so much, and whether she did everything right. It is difficult for a girl to make a mistake in such a difficult matter, if she just lies with her mouth open, and the guy fucks her there. Do not bite casually and then do not choke with sperm. They agreed that if in the near future or not in the future Dag-Magu still wanted to shout in her performance, then precisely such passive behavior would best indicate her inexperience in a blow job and at the same time submission to her husband. Well, then let him teach and teach how he will be more pleasant. We talked a little about anal sex. I threatened her that from such conversations I would get up again, and if not, then the morning erection will not go anywhere, and the posture will even help, the panties will suddenly be lowered, and the member will invisibly invade her ass, and sweet sleeping won't even notice. This threat was more comic and in fact improbable. Her anus was tight, and Zaya reacted painfully to trying to stick her fingertip in there, even richly moisturized. But then, the semi-weak-semi-excited, acknowledged that if the invasion was painless and she did not even feel it, why not? In such sweet dreams that maybe today and my ass will print my dear friend, I fell asleep.

And suddenly I woke up about two hours later, in pitch darkness and night silence. Wondered why I woke up? Did you want to go to the toilet? Vodichki drink? Thundered outside? No, everything is calm. Having written off as an accident, I wanted to close my eyes and fall asleep again, when I suddenly realized why I woke up. We also lay spoons, just turning over. Now I was lying facing the edge of the couch, and a warm little body pressed into my back, hugging me sleeping behind Hare. Sleeping? And no!

Her hot breath warmed my nape, and my hands slowly, with long pauses, as if listening for whether I had woken up, and not gathering my resolve to shake, stroked me on my shaggy back. Actually, I woke up from these strokes. The first impulse was to turn around, to show that I was awake, imbued with a kiss to her sweet, desirable lips, put her nipples into the peas in her mouth, curry and hold, and if the pain in the lower abdomen was already released (it’s not for nothing that I woke up and was very excited, you can feel through breathing , after all, she probably also wants to get an orgasm), even with her fingers, but to bring Zay to the peak of pleasure. But then he decided for the time being to pretend to be asleep, to see to what extent she would decide to walk in this sudden urge.

Laski Zai became bold and frank. She began to stroke not only my back, but the buttocks and thighs, sneaking her fingers into the thicket of hair on the chest and abdomen.Began to kiss my head and shoulders, tongue lobe ear. She played with the scrotum, played eggs (flashed a fright, as if she didn’t squeeze them in the rush of her awakening passion, but she carried it), grabbed and started to jerk off a growing member who was just waiting for it to fully straighten into full combat power. The very same ...

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