the door and began to send them some packages.

- Oh shampusik! And grapes! - Oksana was delighted. - Venechka you are lovely! Max, will you open?

- Of course! Cook glasses. - Maxim hurried to slam the cork while Venya sat down and turned on the engine. He tried to pour his sister a little bit. I didn’t eat anything since morning either. On an empty stomach - will deliver from the pop on one or two. But Galina held the bottle over the glass with her finger. - All for three spill! You will not be boys?

- Not. - Veniamin dismissively dismissed. - We will arrive at the place, and there we will embed on tequilke. Yes, Max ?!

- As you say. - He shrugged that one.

And Venya continued, - Let's drink, as it should. We will eat. In billiards we will play, we bathe ...

Swim? Suddenly, Max understood where they were going. The recreation center "Lake"! Of course, Benjamin could afford that for his father's money. They say there is a cool sauna ...

Sauna! Darn! But what about Ritka ?! But it's too late to twitch, we're already going. - Max did not bother to worry about his sister. - On a place we will understand. And, here an opportunity to receive something from the Halusik rises! Maybe, as Ritka said, and will work with her mouth. And not only mouth.

- You are long. We have already covered everything. - I met their company in the doorway of Pashka. Benjamin’s tall, athletic friend, covered only with a not-so-wide white towel, looked great.

- Where did he get such a tan in early summer? - Max thought jealously, looking at the guy's chocolate torso. The girls appreciated him too. Ritka sniffed embarrassedly and turned away, and Oksana, on the contrary, running her finger across his chest, said, “Hmm, show me, Pashenka, where you can change clothes and into what. And then I did not take a swimsuit.

- I will show. And where, and in what. - Benjamin grabbed Rita and Galina under the arms and dragged them somewhere. - Max! Packages from the car bring!

Max, laden with tinkling bags, for a long time tried to understand the interweaving of corridors. Opening all doors, he first found a pantry, cluttered with racks of dishes and sheets. Then another utility room, and behind the third door was the “rest room”. From the decor it was only a huge bed. In which, in the pose of a rider, on someone else's member, Larisa was completely naked.

- What do you need? - She calmly asked Max, without ceasing to sit down on a thick trunk, lying under her partner.

- Lost. Where to find everyone? - Max, with a foolish smile, stared at the rhythmically wriggling body of a girl.

- The second door to the left. And say we are soon-oh ... Oh! Come too! Oh! - Larisa arched, putting forward neat, round balls of breasts with small light brown nipples. - Well, what got up? Go-and-and already!

Max closed the door and wandered in the indicated direction. And before my eyes there was a thin trickle of sweat flowing down the hollow between the girl’s breasts.

- Good, an infection - Thought Max. - But Galka is not worse. And her breasts ...

- Where are you going? - Sergey emerged in front of him, also in a towel. - Everything is at the table. Did not see my Lariska?

- No - Max desperately shook his head. - Serge, show me where to go, eh?

- Come on package help. - The guy agreed.

Max followed him and felt like a girl's savior. Yes, that there girls, all the "holiday"! Now I would see a bridegroom as his little girl on someone else's horse jumps and that’s it. The end of the birthday. A fight, broken noses, an ambulance, the police ... Oh, so - he saved everyone from it! Hero!

- Here I found someone! - Sergey declared, entering together with Max into a huge hall with a pool in the middle. - Let's sit down!

- You went for Lariska and Vitkom? - Benjamin, sitting at the head of the laid table, was surprised.

- I did not find, - Sergey casually waved his hand. - Maybe fuck somewhere. Come, we will pour them on the penalty!

Oops! Y-yes ... a hero.Lifeguard, fucking! It turns out that if Sergey had caught a couple, he would probably have joined! - Max looked around and felt himself blushing. Everything is already "changed". And even Ritka, also all red, sat beside Venia and was wrapped in a towel. True, it was wider than the guys and slightly covered the chest and ass, but ...

- Maksik! - Galina called him - Undress and come to us! - The girl patted the chair next to her.

- Hold on! - I handed him a piece of terry cloth rolled up by a straw Pasha.

- And where? - Looking for a place to change clothes Max.

- Oh! Nobody looks at you! Take off your clothes - giggled Oksana. - Really, boys?

- PF-f! What have we not seen there ?! - Benjamin grinned. - Well, pour!

Max, angrily turned away from the table, quickly threw off his jeans and shirt. Trying not to look fussy, he pulled off his underpants and wrapped himself in a towel.

- And your brother's ass is nothing like that! - He heard a loud whisper of Oksana. What my sister told her, Max did not hear. Started congratulations birthday. Max was shoved in a glass and a sandwich with red caviar. Sipping a burning liquid, he gladly attacked the food.

After the second toast, Larisa appeared in the hall. With an ironic smile, she waited for a flurry of vulgar jokes and, flopping down on the chair next to Sergey, asked, “Honey, pour me some champagne. Hot. All wet.

- wet or wet? - He handed her a glass filled to the top.

Larisa took a sip and squinted, - And you check! Or weak?

Sergey slid off his chair and knelt down. He spread the ends of the towel to one side and buried his nose between her legs.

- Venechka, mmm, happy birthday to you! - Saluted with a glass to a traitor Larisa, and with her other hand she pressed Sergey's head to herself.

- You know how to congratulate the guys outside the box! - Fun answered Benjamin. - True, Ritul? - He jokingly put his head to his sister's chest.

- Here is a goat's goat! - Max frowned, but suddenly he felt how Galka’s hand dives under his towel and relaxed. To hell! Do not walk around Ritka all evening ?! You need to take care of yourself ... - He smiled and stroked the neighbor's thigh ...

In the steam room, where Vitka finally appeared at last, Max almost felt bad. Gasping for air, he fell out and, throwing the towel aside, collapsed into the cold pool. ABOUT! Kayf!

- Do you want cold champagne? Swim here. - Galina waved a bottle at him, sitting on the edge of the pool.

- Vorontsov, you read my thoughts! - Max, in three strokes swam up to her and looked at the bottle expectantly. - Come on!

The girl, moving, moved up to the very edge of the side and put her legs on Max’s shoulders. Slowly untied the knot. When the towel slid down, she began to pour champagne on her stomach. - Drink!

Foam trickle filled the navel, ran through the pubic hairs. Bypassing the lips of the vagina reached the hips ... Max did not wait until she spilled into the pool. Opening his mouth, he began to lick sour drops.

- Above is not necessary. - Galina whispered when his tongue reached the clitoris. - Yummy?

- Yeah! - Max confirmed, rolling an elastic cherry in his lips. - Bitch! Now he will finish again and run away ?! He waited for the moment when the girls hips began to tremble. A sharp movement, he pulled her from the side. Galina, who screamed in surprise, embraced him by the neck. And the guy's tense cock immediately found its way into her open womb.

- Ah! - Galina huddled in his arms.

- Where, Vorontsov ?! - Max, standing on toes at the bottom of the pool, happily hugging a weightless body, with a force pushing a member deeper. - My turn to stop! Join us, Galyusik! Oh, what a great hole you have!

- Let go, you fool! You without prezika! - The girl, having rushed a few more times, understood the futility of her efforts and prayed, - Maksik, come on, I'll take it in my mouth ?! Oh please!

Max released Galka and easily jumped on the side of the pool. - As you say, my dear!

For a moment, it seemed to him that she would shy away from him and swim away. But Galina, leaned forward and hugged his hips. And after a second, the head of the penis plunged into a soft and warm ...