all wet, I felt the heat of her vagina.

In order to get away from thoughts of intercourse, I switched to a guy with a girl. The straps of the girl's sundress were lowered, and the boobs were in the hands of a guy, he then crushed them, then stroked, then hedged off her nipples, from which his partner tried to swallow the penis even more.

I wanted more and, continuing to kiss Nadia on the neck, resolutely pushed her hand aside and made my way to her panties. Niagara Falls ... the first association came. To say that Nadia flowed is to say nothing. From it just flowed. Strangely enough, the neighbor didn’t react negatively to such cardinal actions on my part, she only moaned deeply when I touched the pea of ​​my clitoris. I was madly wanting to feel the taste of her lips, but I knew that if I let her turn her head, she would recognize me and no one knew where it would lead. But I really wanted to kiss her. Therefore, continuing to caress the clitoris, I moved my hand, which closed the mouth of a woman, closing her eyes (as sometimes she lacks a third hand). At the same time, he turned his head and dug his lips into hers. I was afraid that a moan would come out of her when I removed my hand and then the lovers would certainly find us. But everything went like clockwork. I kissed the neighbor, she did not see who kisses her, and most importantly - she responded to the kiss. Consciously, not like that time, in a dream when she was drunk, now she wanted it.

We kissed, our tongues came together in a crazy dance. I left the clitoris alone and, having stroked Nadina's sexual lips, inserted the middle finger into the vagina.

“Oommm,” the woman mumbled, as far as it was possible to make a passionate kiss in time.

How hot inside her. Hot and narrow. Her cave was narrow even for a finger, and this despite the strong excitement. But Nadia - giving birth to a woman. Without removing my finger from the vagina, I began to caress the clitoris with my thumb. It was very inconvenient, but I really wanted to bring a neighbor to orgasm.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the guy who was given a blowjob took the girl with both hands on his head and literally fucked him in the mouth, increasing the tempo. I stopped the kiss, while continuing to bring my woman to the limit with my fingers, and began to watch the couple. Nadia, opening her mouth like a fish, only often breathed, feeling the approach of an orgasm.

Meanwhile, the guy reached a peak, pressed his partner's head so that she put his nose on his pubis, and with a roar poured into the girl's mouth. Nadia reacted to the noise, realizing that the situation had changed and, overcoming her excitement, she tried to “take it off” from my fingers. I couldn’t allow this and kissed her again, earned my hand more actively. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the girl spit out the sperm and, looking around in the hope that no one saw them, began to correct the dress. The guy at this time tucked a member in jeans and they, embracing, hurried to retreat.

Nadya, after leaving the couple, did not last long, and after a few seconds I felt her vagina squeeze my finger with force. The woman moaned rather loudly. At that moment I was glad that the lovers had already left, otherwise one could forget about the conspiracy. The neighbor finished, so violently, so passionately. She was shaking all over, her legs squeezed so that I felt pain in my hand.

I myself was over-excited. It was nice to know that Nadia was cumming in my arms. Suppose she does not see me and does not know that it was I who caressed her. Suppose we have not had sex ... yet. Well, this is already a definite achievement, one more step on the way to my most secret desire, a desire that has been tearing me apart for a long time.

I came to my senses and realized that very soon the neighbor would be released and she would break out of my captivity, see who did all this with her and then a scandal. Best case scenario. With difficulty, I pulled my hand out from under the dress of the woman; she was all wet. Inhaled the scent of her juices - even dizzy.I wanted, as long as possible, to smell the desired woman, so I did not wipe my hand. Let go of Nadia and she moaning, breathing hard pressed against the tree. Without thinking, I leaped into the nearest bushes and, running around in a circle, stood behind the bushes on the other side. Heart pounding, ears laid. I looked out carefully. Nadia continued to stand without moving a millimeter. Feels like it took at least two minutes before she moved and moved away from the tree. I looked around, first of all I looked in the direction I moved. Seeing no one, she picked up her dress, pulled off her panties and put them in a bag lying next to her. She took out the others, dressed, straightened her dress and walked in an unsteady gait in the direction to which the couple had gone a little earlier. I sat on the grass and sat for another ten minutes, digesting everything that happened.

***

I sat in the "Meeting" and pulled the beer. This place was something between a cafe and a beer bar. I did not think that the name would be symbolic for me. Room for ten tables, a jukebox, in which for a certain amount you can include the desired composition. Someone is dancing, someone is pouring himself a beer in liters. Each table as if lives its own life and absolutely does not pay attention to what is happening next.

I looked around. On the left is a big company. The guys are celebrating something, they have already moved three tables together, about ten people without thinking.

Opposite them through the aisle, a guy with two girls, just like me, is pulling a beer. To my right, the company of women, took two tables, drink wine, laugh. Stop.

This is Nadina's friend, I saw them together today, and I repeatedly saw someone in a neighbor's apartment. What are they doing here? I was sure that they would be located in a different place, much more suitable for a women's company than this symbiosis of a vintage beer and romantic cafe. And where is the neighbor herself? There is no table at the table.

I looked around the room - not her. Well, maybe it's for the best. I specifically came here not to meet her.

I sat alone, hugging me with a cold glass, but my thoughts were there, in a grove. The blood was seething, the excitement was overwhelming, the incident stirred consciousness. Everything floated before my eyes ... Nadia finished, but I somehow did not. Women were not around, but with me was her smell, which inexorably disappeared, so I tried to remember it, constantly sniffing my hand, this smell blew away the roof and literally introduced me into a trance, which I was until someone is staring at me. I slowly looked up and met Nadia’s eyes. We looked at each other, and I suddenly realized with horror that I still sniff my fingers.

“How long is she standing there? - thought flashed through my head. - Really understood, guessed? ... "