the action of alcohol, these vague plans, did not give rest. And Kate, unwittingly, stepped on this path herself. In matters of female seduction, there was no experience. However, what happened with Mom and Masha, gave rise to self-confidence. Just some kind of Casanova. Do women like ears?

- Cach, you are a prominent woman, and even STRONG. Even though I am young, I know that. Without "this" in your gender, all garbage begins. And "there" and in the head. It is easier for us. In the plan- "Our hands are not for boredom ..."

- Yes, I tried! From work peasant. Came here, drank a snack. But something stopped. That's not all! He got offended and began to gab at the service began. Mol and so it, and commercials. Well, I asked him at all and how else? Omitted in general ...

- Kohl literally tighten on yourself. He will fulfill the "duty" and to the wall. And I understand that the years go by. Some more time, and nothing will be needed. Your mother Olga, about the same.

Seeing my round eyes, she grinned. Standing on the "slippery slope" with both feet, took a sip and continued.

- We are friends. We share very much, tell and advise. To them to work travel arrived. Ah, we were younger then. Well, they dragged them here. They left the next day, and the risk of being lit up is Zero. It happened a year after you left. Olka then terribly worried. What happened, what offended? What's wrong? How crazy she was. I decided to distract her.

- Yes, everything was fine. I wanted to see the world.

- Heard. Did you really fight?

- In the household. He turned over to the platoon, was engaged in all sorts of garbage. Dragged travelers, and what?

- Never mind! There would be no care, a compliment to write there. Nah ... They are male producers! Time

called, what else do you want? They have all been planned out. Just drank, we were still undecided ... And these are the Bull by the horns. "My" immediately tried to ride me. He sat down on his knees facing me ... He grabbed me by the neck, climbed up kissing. Yes, I used to fool him to the floor! and kicked.

Katya laughed remembering. Sip brandy and continued. And I was once again amazed. In give!

Mom seemed to me the embodiment of peace and virtue. That's for sure, about the skeletons in the closet.

- Sister "her boyfriend", on the sofa over there tried to undress. Well, how to strip. Dress pulled up, but I wanted to steal the panties. And she jumped up and poured the whole bottle of vodka on him! Lighter grabbed and screaming! Right now, set fire to the goat!

- And then what?!?

- I'm sorry, what? They drew like! There was no "sweat"! Your package left. There and preziki and cheap port. Probably thought: We will plump all night, and fuck. Judging by the number of gandonov. Forces would be enough? And we laughed all evening. Damn it decided! It's not meant to be.

Cognac little by little, but intoxicated. I think sober I would not have heard. During the story, from the gestures the robe opened wide. A woman's legs were completely opened. Not as slender as my mother (I always compared). Slightly muscular, with contoured calf relief. And blue panties. Along the edges are trimmed with lace, with embroidery in the middle. They were in harmony with the slightly dark skin of the legs. Already breathtaking.

- Oh! What is it about me? All for show. And you're glad to stare! Like? Have a nice little time!

Floors were put in place. But not until the end, and so ... Carelessly. To hide the awkwardness, I filled the glasses.

- Well, then? They did not return?

- Well no. They are probably the same whore enough. And we gave it to sleep and went. Upstairs the bed is a lorry. In it, and fell.

Aunt smiled. Probably something again remembered. So it turned out. Taking a couple of sips

she continued.

- After such a stress, but after drinking it became good. I went to my sister and started pestering me.

Where have I got the hop! So turns on the turns! For astonishment and light a forgotten.With the tacit consent, I smoked right in the chair. Drunk giggling, aunt explained:

- What's wrong with that? We are brought up in strictness. About boys and think forget. And in the tenth, already between the legs with might and main itch. We had a room for two. Often the bed is the same. I'm older povdudee. Somewhere I heard, somewhere I thought of it.

- Well, I put my hand in Olka's panties. She first twitched and pulled out. And I pulled off the strap of her nightie and leaned on the boob. They already had big ones. Not like me, all my life complex. Pomilos pomusolila, yes there again.

Remembering the past, my aunt smiled wistfully. I even forgot about the glass in my hand.

- Although we could not do anything, but the situation itself! Sister and finished. First time in life! And I, too,

I wanted to know what IT is! Well, she pulled the nightie, lowered her panties and let her finger. And Olka helped her. Of course not like the dick. It is already then compared ...

It was evident that Katya started up from her own story. Face flushed. After each sip, she licked her lips. The voice became hoarse.

- Have you ever seen a woman masturbating? Wow, reprimanded. So not drunk yet.

After a while she opened her robe. She put one foot on the arm of the chair and put her hand in her panties. Leaning back in her chair froze.

Her fingers began to make some movements. But I could not see anything. Only moving hands. The moment was still that. Reclining woman with closed eyes and open clothes ...

Deciding, I got up and knelt down, began to pull off unnecessary underpants. With both feet resting on the floor, she raised her buttocks, helping me. Without removing her fingers from her pussy, she spread her legs.

Now I could see everything. A delightful sight! Katya took out a finger and stroked her thighs. Having lowered a hand below, squeezed a place between a booty and a pussy. And then the middle finger, moved inside. The wedding ring, in its brilliance, contrasted with the thick, almost purple color of her crotch.

The second hand stroked and squeezed the chest. Plucked nipple. The robe was smeared on the chest, and I did not look there. The gaze was riveted on another. Squeezing her legs, she quickly shoved with two fingers.

The second hand, pushing it under her, Kate squeezed ass. Lying on the side of the chair, she stretched out her legs. Her eyes squeezed shut and her body cramped. Reeling, she stiffened and froze for a second collapsed and relaxed.

Looking at all this, I myself without noticing, squeezing my dick. Just squeezed it, not thinking about anything other than what I saw. After a short time, Katya sat down and pulled down her robe. Her gaze (foggy and salty) returned to normal.

- The first time so finished! A man looks, and I ... That's for sure, Gray hair in a beard! Did you play too?

Zaikhikav, she glanced down. On the hand holding the "tool". When I came to my senses, I pulled it back and pulled on the sportswomen. He flopped on his seat, stunned stunned. And once again lit a cigarette, watched as he turned away from me, Kate wipes her panties between her legs. Having completed the "hygiene" she sat down.

- San, well, tell me ... How else should I want my Wishlist? Someone in bed to drag? So in a week such glory will go! And there are NO normal men around! Freeloader what that!

According to Kate, it was impossible to determine the degree of intoxication. Eyes looked clear, without a hint of drunk. Some 15 minutes ago, I saw a completely different one. That's for sure, Mystery and Mystery! In absolutely ANY Woman.

- One tried to care. On March 8, they were going to the team. So he tried to carry out and "presented" flowers. Hovered from all common bouquets! Original fuck! Improviser. I threw them right away, but Kolka rang the bell. He came and drove home.

Thinking a little and apparently having doubted, Katya still drank the rest of the glass. She put it on the table, turning her leg up. Then he put his hands behind his head, stretched. With taste and visible pleasure. And again a sober (moderately) woman sat opposite.

- Of course, the flowers and some gifts that a woman needs. It's a pleasure. But the thing is not in them! Awareness ... Read more →