moved slowly. Already she was holding his standing member. I sent it and slowly began to descend. I was already flowing and not a thick member slid gently in my pussy. I sank down and sat on Cyril. I leaned toward him. Oh pulled me to him, and we started kissing. He gently brushed his pelvis, throwing me on him. Silent moans broke from my lips. Hard nipples rubbed on his body. I felt his cock rubs against the walls of my vagina.

- I want to jump on you today as a horsewoman. - I suggested playfully and rose.

- Today, everything you want. My little angel. - Cyril agreed and kissed me on both cheeks.

I just smiled. I got up and started jumping on his cock myself. It was so funny to push off and drop sharply. Our bodies spanked, and my little hole made some smacking sounds. I kept my hands on my chest, then leaned on Cyril. I moaned loudly. I forgot about everything and did not restrain myself, and who could hear us here? My chest swayed in different directions. Sometimes Cyril reached out to her and tried to stroke, touch the nipples standing. With each jump I was nearing the climax. Impulses of pleasure in a continuous stream rushed to the brain. It seemed to me that I was trembling. I felt hot. I looked at the waving flame of fire. I grabbed for Cyril. With such force she fell on him, that the sounds of blows even muffled my moans.

I moved the basin to meet him. He also moved me to a meeting. His cock is so tense. I was already all shook. Squeezed his hands even more, screamed loudly and fell on him. I was all shaking. Breathed deeply. It became a moment so hot. Holes pulsed. I did not move, only he podmival, trying to finish. It was so good. I swam on the waves of an orgasm in a dark room. Burning candles seemed to be lighthouses, and a fireplace burning nearby was some danger from which a small boat needed to be saved. Cyril made a push, he somehow groaned and calmed down. I felt his dick pulsate, spewing his hot seed. I lay on his broad chest, breathing deeply and gazing at the fire. He stroked my head.

- You feel good? - he asked quietly and tried to look into my eyes. - You were so hot. And so squeezed me with my hands that I will have bruises. Where did you get so much power? It looks so fragile.

I did not answer, I just smiled. And he rubbed his left hand, but I wanted to just lie and continue to swim on the waves of euphoria of pleasure. One candle had already burned out and went out. The member in me began to shrink. It was so hot, although the fire in the fireplace had already begun to subside. Now the red coals of firewood shimmered beautifully, radiating heat. Cyril now rubbed his other hand.

- Oh. Here, even a little blood came out. Look here. - He stretched his hand to me showing a small drop of blood.

- I did not want. Sorry if I hurt. Grasped for you, as finished. - I leaned over and tried guiltily to look at him.

- Oh, do not be so an angel. The main thing that you were good. You're like a wild cat on me jumped. I myself was good. - playfully slammed his finger on my nose.

I turned on my side. A member fell out of me. Twilight began to descend. It rained with snow and knocked on the window. The flame flickered and shook, the second candle went out. Nothing lit up our festive table. I lay on his arm. He lightly stroked my body and chest. I almost recovered myself. I was so good. I just wanted to lie and enjoy. I so looked at the limp member. He still had a condom, so decently filled with sperm. A slight tremor went through the body.

Then the wood cracked loudly, a red ember went off the fireplace and fell almost beside me, I jumped up. The plaid began to smoke. The light went out quickly.But the room was filled with the smell of burning cloth. Kirill also rose and looked, then at me, then at the already dying fire.

- Scared? He asked and looked at me.

- Yes. And if it hit me. I lay naked and on the body ... - I answered in a frightened voice that I imagined how it got on me, I closed my eyes.

- All is well. Do not be afraid. So very very rarely shoots. - he lifted the blanket and showed me. - Now there will be a hole. Come here, little angel.

I looked at such a small hole. Almost imperceptibly. It immediately seemed scary, and so a small spark flew away. Cyril pulled off a condom and threw it to the wood. He hugged me and pulled me to him. Some logs were beautifully falling apart and falling, as if rocks were falling, red embers shimmering with shades of red, like garlands on a fireplace.

- They won't roll out here. - I pointed to the embers.

- Yes, they should not. - Cyril got up more and began to correct these embers with a poker. “Now it’s definitely not going anywhere.” Come to me.

I leaned over and sat on the pillow bare ass. He pressed me with his big hand and began to slightly massage my chest. I felt the warmth of his body. Already almost all burned out. In places, only a small flame burned beautifully illuminating our naked and hot bodies. His hand went down the tummy to my pussy. Thumbs began to stroke my clit, hold on wet lips. I flinched a little. She stroked his hand and tried to look at the places where I grabbed my hand. Especially did not see anything. Maybe it was painful. A drop of blood has already dried. I did not know that I have so much power. Probably in a fit of passion more power. I already smiled to myself. In the meantime, already two fingers of Kirill lightly massaged my lips, penetrated inside. A light squelch echoed the room. I already began to moan and bend to meet his caresses.

The other hand caressed my breasts and nipples. I was breathing deeper. My tummy quickly rose and fell. He pressed his fingers on the nipples. I once again started. He leaned over, threw my hair in one direction and began to kiss my neck, ear. Gently biting his lips, it was so nice and good. His dick began to gain strength again and rested against my back. I tried to grope his hand and began to stroke a little.

- I want you. Really want to. - He whispered in my ear and kissed him.

- And I also want too. - it was difficult to breathe, I answered him quietly and sagged under his caresses.

- Can I take you to your nice little ass?

- Well, if you really want. - I agreed and looked at him. - Only gently and carefully.

- Everything as my angel wishes. I will do everything as you wish. - I heard Cyril's joyful voice over her ear.

He let me go, started kissing the back, go down below. I rose and became crustacean. She put her knees on one pillow, and put her hands on the blanket. Hair fell, and had to fix them in one direction. I looked at the coals in the fireplace, they were now claret-red. Poured by different shades. His hands stroked my ass and crotch. The finger gently penetrated my pussy, and then came out and began to gently massage my other hole. I started, and the hole is slightly reduced. A big hand stroked my ass and back. Body and arousal waves dispersed through the body. The room grew darker. I already did not follow the time and did not hurry anywhere. I completely surrendered to passion and was preparing to enjoy further games with my holes.

Cyril leaned over and pulled his jeans. He took a condom out of some pocket and fumbled with it. The packaging flew back into the fire and quickly burned. His finger was again in my hole bleeding with juices, rubbed my perineum discharge a little and penetrated into the ass. I just moaned and felt his finger gently massage my gut. I quietly moaned, she somehow swayed in his direction, trying to plant more on his penis or finger, droplets of lubricant rolled along the legs. Shivering passed through the body. Nipples rubbed a little about the blanket. Cyril pulled his finger out of my priests.Spat on her and on his dick. Lightly leaned head .... Read more →