- From this place more come on.
“Well, I took this handkerchief in the basket,” he nodded at the handkerchief lying next to him on the bed. - Turned it in two layers ...
- Hey, don't be nervous. Not so detailed.
- OK OK. You seem to have been replaced - affectionate, eyes are burning. I almost fell in love and started licking you.
- What am I?
- And you tell me: "I want as you want." Well, I did what I wanted, and by the way, you are no longer a virgin in your mouth. Haha

- Goat, goat stupid! - She beat him with his foot, he jumped up.
- What are you, normally amused. Do you feel the smell from yourself? It...
- What are you, pissing me?
- Yes, you were not really against ...
Yana cried.
- What are you, mas, because ...
- Go away, I beg you, go away, - Yana sobbed.
- How do I leave those ...
- Get out! She screamed ...

Buried in a pillow, she cried. She was hurt not by the fact that all this happened to her, on the contrary, now she knew exactly what she needed, but because it all seemed to her, and it was unlikely to be with Maria ... And her broken lip was very sore. ..
She began to dream about how it would be if that were true, and rubbed her eyes with the very handkerchief with droplets of her blood and the smell of Masha. Inhaling the scent of the handkerchief, she was excited, inside was nice and comfortable, which made her doze off ...
A phone call woke her up.
“Yes,” she answered in a sleepy voice.
- Jan, I'm sorry, do not distract?
- Maria ?! - She jumped up.
- Yes it's me. Excuse me, but I decided not to refuse your offer and come if you do not mind.

Yana froze from such a call: “Fucking fucking, what to do? Why is it all so wrong, I ... "Pictures ran in my head, like she and Maria in the bathroom, and she started saying:" Aah, what to do? Okay let him go, but we'll see. I call this idiot, let him come back and work out ... "
- Hello, Ian, can you hear me?
- Yes, yes, come of course, but only ... Now, second, second line.
“Strange, the lip does not hurt,” she said to herself, switching to the second bell.
- Hello, yes.
“What, are you sleeping, or what, calling for the tenth time.” Should I come or not?
- Arthur, is that you? Didn't you have it today?
- This is Pushkin, fuck, are you drunk there? I was, but left immediately. In short, to go on our business or not?

An explosion in the head, which was overwhelmed by the heat of the whole body, from the realization that it was a dream ...
- Hello ...
- Yes, I ... Or rather, we are waiting for you.
“Hello, Maria, I'm waiting for you,” Yana called joyfully into the phone.
“Hurray-hurray, maybe I will succeed with her, since she decided to come,” she was happy, went into the shower and lay naked on the bed. The shawl attracted attention with its smell, and Yana took it to sniff again and froze - there were droplets of blood on the shawl.
“How ...?” - the hand reached to her lip, and a sharp pain pierced her, bringing her back to reality. My thoughts were confused in my head, but the bell on the front door instilled hope.

Behind the door stood Maria, who opened her mouth when naked Yana opened the door for her.
- Maria, it's you ... You came.
- Me, me. I came to you, I came, you hear, I came. And Arthur will come, do you hear, wake up ...
- I do not sleep, I listen.
“Get up, the lecture was already over five minutes ago,” the gray mouse, pushing her in the shoulder, told her.
“I do not sleep, I do not sleep,” Yana looked up from the table, trying to understand what was happening and where she was.
“Give the pillow back,” Maria laughed, taking off the sticky scarf with the same scent from her sleepy Yana’s cheek.
Yana rose from the seat and told herself under her breath:
- Wow dremanula, - feeling pain in her numb lip, which was lying down, and how the grease flows down her thighs between her legs.
“There was an interesting dream,” Maria laughed, when she saw the wet imprint of the crotch and Yana's priests on the leatherette, which embarrassed Jan.
- Very interesting.

Maria noticed the embarrassment and continued:
- The main thing is that Petukhov did not smell the smell, otherwise he will live here
- Petukhov?
- Well, this is that ... Well ...To whom you showed your beautiful pussy, Maria replied, embarrassed.
- Ah, this is that nerd, haha.
“Now I even more wanted to know what I did in your dream ...” Maria flashed her eyes.

Yana examined her from head to toe, remembering a dream, and decided: “I hardly ever called her name in a dream, and her glance suggests that she heard more and seems to like it. Suddenly, I saw a prophetic dream, but for the sake of such a buzz in real life with her I do not care what a gray mouse. Why not..."
- Beautiful pisya, you say?
Maria replied with more glitter in her eyes:
- Very beautiful.
- Well, if so, then let's go drink coffee and discuss sleep, - Jan smiled ...
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