- I enter. - He warned me and began to press his member.

- Yes, enter me. - I replied with a groan and bent even more.

- Oh, how good I am. You're just an angel.

The head penetrated me. I felt a slight pain and discomfort, but Cyril smoothly penetrated into me. Giving my hole to get used to his cock. The pain quickly passed. I just clutched the blanket with my hands. Here he has already entered me at full length. Our bodies are touched. He stroked my back and ass. I felt so filled. I reached out and started massaging my clit. Pleasant pleasure flowed through the body. Cyril began to wiggle. Gradually increased the pace. I started to moan, ran my fingers over my clit and wet lips. I shuddered again. A moan broke from my mouth.

Cyril pushed a little harder, a light slap rang around the room interrupted silence and a slight wind noise outside the window. A dying fire only slightly illuminated our bodies. His cock rubbed against my gut, trying to penetrate deeper into my insides. My fingers were rubbing the bump of my clitoris faster and faster. I was getting closer to my next orgasm. Cyril actively rammed my ass, I was arched and moaned. Even closed her eyes. The thrusts went faster and faster, our bodies hit like that. Then I grabbed the blanket and orgasm seized my body. I once screamed, the body shook, the holes throbbed. I already fell with my whole chest on the blanket. Cyril held me behind the ass, that I would not fall on the floor at all. Part of the rug moved with my head.

Seeing that I had finished, he made a couple more strong shocks, as if trying to implant me with his standing stake. He pulled me to his arms and his dick began to shoot hot sperm. It already seemed to me that it spreads through my insides. Maybe the condom broke, although at that moment I almost did not care. The body was covered with sweat in places. He let me go, and I fell on the blanket. There was a light cotton as a member left my ass. Hair closed eyes. I saw the flickering lights of a burning fireplace. The mist of fog seemed to hide them from me. And now my waves of orgasm are not terrible fire. Cyril sat down and lay down beside him.

- You feel good? - He asked me and stroked my back.

- Oh yeah! Just super! - I replied and did not move.

- Then I will go refreshed. And you lie here.

I nodded in agreement. He straightened my hair and kissed my ear and cheek. I just smiled. And he got up and left. I lay down a bit more like it. I put a pillow under my head. It was almost dark behind horseback. Light fires illuminated my naked body. I do not know how much I lay there, I even started to close my eyes. It seemed to me that I was beginning to fall asleep.

- Do you sleep? - I heard the voice of Cyril. - It is necessary to burn firewood again, otherwise everything is already burned out while we were having fun.

- What? - I asked and got up, saw him rolled up in a towel.

- You can wash. And I'll throw up the wood again. - He repeated and approached me.

- What a fire. Let's go. Now my missed me. Another time will be a kebab. He is dark already. - I showed my hand to the window, and she rose. - Now there will be no buses.

- As you say. And what to do with meat? Maybe let's do it now. - Cyril began to persuade me and looked so pleadingly. - And then I somehow got hungry again.

- It will be a long time. Let me fire in a frying pan, just wash. - I suggested and straightened my hair, gathered them in a bun.

“Okay, he reluctantly agreed.” Today, everything as you say my little angel.

I went to the bathroom. Slightly refreshed in the shower. Warm water pleasantly caressed my body washing away traces of recent bodily pleasures. I did not wash the head. She threw on a lime robe and returned to Cyril in it. He was already dressed and was waiting for me at the table. I quickly roasted the meat. Let it not be as tasty as on fire. But even nothing burned and roasted evenly. We chatted nicely. He lightly stroked my hand.I ate so much that I stroked my tummy. It has become completely dark. I did not notice how several more hours flew by. Started ringing my phone. My father returned from his corporate party and began to look for me. I lied that was already on the road.

- I sat down here with you. Flies right now to me at home from my parents. - I said with annoyance and sighed.

- If you want, I'll take you straight home. Holiday after all! - Cyril offered, came up to me and started kissing me on the neck and stroking my shoulders.

- Thank! - I already clapped her hands, turned and kissed him. - I'll get ready then.

We quickly removed everything. I dressed up. Now the car takes me home. In the headlights, like in a white tunnel, a dark forest flashes. I hold my bouquet, I smile, and pleasant memories are spinning in my head.

I would be glad if you liked my story, as well as your wishes, comments and comments.