on intelligence work. And although they played the role of husband and wife in public, they slept in different pastels inside their apartment. Not that she didn’t like him at all, it just happened. He played the part of the ever-busy merchant affairs, and she the role of his unfaithful spouse. Because of this, she was in a friendly company of women who had been abandoned by their husbands, who chatted a lot of things that had been heard at work or from a spouse who was in public service, which should not have been talked about. Free time, they also had fun. So the story told, in the train, for a young Cornet, was almost pure truth.

But this time she looked at the man from a completely different angle. How could she thank him for her wonderful salvation? After all, if he had not killed those two, she probably would have already waited for the interrogation with addiction, in the local branch of the secret police. Thinking, she decided for herself this question, in a natural way for a woman.

- Dmitry Andreevich, I just need to thank you!

And without delaying a pause, the woman, holding the hem of the dress criss-cross, slowly pulled it over her head, remaining to stand in front of the officer, completely naked, in some shoes.

- But, Claudia! What are you doing! You ... you ...

The man was momentarily speechless.

- Feel free to captain! I'm really immensely grateful to you. And believe me, this is the least that I can do for you!

The man felt how the room spread, the spicy smell of the body of a mature female and his phallus, began to rise rapidly.

- You do not have to do this!

- I myself want Dmitry Andreyevich so much and I hope you will not refuse me in the vicinity!

With these words, the woman lay down on the sofa with her legs spread wide apart, revealing at the same time the slowly opening pink doors of her shell, covered with light curls of hair. Large areola around large nipple-peas in front of her eyes shriveled, giving the excitement, in which she gradually came before the planned sexual intercourse.

Without taking his eyes off the wonderful picture, the captain slowly unbuttoned his fly and lowered his pants along with his undershirt. Immediately outside the spring jumped a large phallus with a beautiful fungal head entwined with blood vessels. At first, he moved forward without undressing until the end, but then, realizing that he had nowhere to hurry, he took off his pants completely, and then freed himself from his coat and shirt, remaining completely naked.

On his muscular, trained body, there were several scars from saber blows, just below the liver, two inlets from bullets. Before that, the woman could only guess about the difficult fate of the intelligence officer, with whom she had worked together for almost a year. Adventures like the one that fell to their lot today weren’t the staff captain anything special. He was still not in such alterations!

Meanwhile, Claudia Pavlovna, reaching out with her hand to her inflorescence, smeared the discharge on the delicate petals, preparing a soft invasion of her flesh, while gently stroking the small clitoris of the pea. She had not been with a man for a week, and was looking forward to when the officer would enter her.

- You Dmitry Andreevich, you can safely do it with me as with the wife! Because unfortunately, I can not have children.

- Thank you, Claudia Pavlovna! I will certainly take advantage of your offer! - answered the captain, having understood that in the end she can relax and finish inside a woman.

Slowly he took a position between her slender legs and began to drive his head over slippery lips, with each movement plunging deeper and deeper inside the head of her cave, and she, reaching for his head, gently sorted out, black hair with glimpses of early gray hair.

- How old are you captain? She asked softly, as if by the way.

“Thirty-eight,” he replied, without thinking, just as quietly.

“And I’m already thirty-two ... You know, Dmitry, we must not waste time in vain.” We need to enjoy this life every minute!

- I know Claudia ...

- Then drive me faster!

Having taken a more comfortable position for intercourse, the man pressed his buttocks harder and the next moment, the woman sobbed sweetly, taking the flesh of a tender, starving vagina, the entire length of a strong officer's phallus.

For some time they silently and efficiently moved, increasing the pace and power of intercourse, while staring at each other in the eye. The woman and the man seemed to taste each other.

- And you do it well. Why have we not done this before? - The woman asked a rhetorical question, and his arms wrapped around his ass.

“Because we are scouts and we cannot do everything we want,” the man answered seriously, busily pushing a member between the legs of a woman who had already swum out of voluptuousness.

- We need to do it more often! You agree with me? I feel so good with you ... Ah! Good God!

- You have your own work, Claudius, I have my own, but together we do a common cause.

“Are you implying that I spread my legs for other men too often?” Well, this is really my job! But now I will push them and for you dear.

- I have nothing against Claudia Pavlovna. Moreover, according to legend, we are husband and wife, ”said the man, and, as if insisting on his statement, he amplified the amplitude. He looked with lust, as the head of his dick, then appears from the female flesh, then disappears again in the tender flesh, its depraved fruit.

“And now I want this,” she said in a voice that was interrupted by lust, “Ah, Dmitriy Andreevich, I feel so wonderful when I do this with you!”

At the same time, she reached for her clitoris and began to gently pull at it with delicate fingers.

- you feel so good? - A man asked to make sure that he is doing everything right.

- Yes! Wonderful! Just try a little bit, right!

- Like this?

- Oh! Oh! Oh! Mommies! How good! Come on, my dear, push there harder. Stronger! Stronger ee! Ay! Ay! Ay!

Gradually, both began to seize the real frenzy. Claudia with moans otgryvala nipples on the breasts dancing in rhythm of intercourse literally tearing them off in a fit of passion, sometimes transferring their caresses to the clitoris, pinching it and pulling it. Their pubes, light blond female and blue-black male, collapsed more and more, issuing measured bodily slaps. Slap-Slap-Slap. And this sound was mixed, with creaking, battered types of the sofa.

- A little more patience! Do not stop! The woman on the verge of prayed.

- Come on! Let's! Let's! Deeper! Deeper! Oh my God! Just do not stop! Oh my God! Oh god Bo-o-oge!

The woman was covered with an attack of paroxysm, such strength as she had not experienced for a long time. Her body was shaking compulsively, and her head with rolling eyes turned from side to side, scattering splashes of blond hair.

The captain, wishing to give Claudia pleasure, struggled with the last stage of an orgasm. But when the woman's mind flew away into transcendental heights of bliss, her strong vagina did not give way, reflexively shrank, as if clasping the phallus of an officer with a gentle, but strong hand. The next second, he, issuing a roar, began to pump it with warm seed. After a dozen seconds it was over.

For some time, they lay, not hugging, he was on top, she was on the bottom. His core, so far, was inside her vagina, and he felt like a woman caressing him, then gently squeezing, then unclenching the trained muscles. The captain, in answer, gently kissed the almost disconnected woman on the lips.

Finally, lifting himself up, he pulled the fallen phallus out of her partner's sex gap, admiring his white seed after a couple of seconds, began to flow out, pouring a taut circle of anus with a muddy stream and dripping onto the sofa upholstery.

“Captain, please give me a towel, I need to dry off,” the woman said in an almost everyday voice. She was already lying with her eyes open, ... Read more →