I breathed deeply, fingers rubbed the clitoris, massaged my lips, tried to penetrate the juicy pussy. I would have moaned, but the member in the mouth interfered. The water was still noisy. From only his feet numb. And the knees unpleasantly rested against the solid metal of the bathroom. I wanted to be on the seashore, to stand on the soft sand and that my feet should be washed by the gentle and warm surf, and not the water from the shower. Impulses of pleasure flowed through the body. I already felt the approach of an orgasm. Yes, and a member of Max was already ready to discharge in my mouth. I decided to speed up the movement. She began to move quickly along the entire trunk, so that he even penetrated slightly into my throat, caressing the eggs with her hand, drawing her in as best she could. Already blowjob sounds were heard almost, like the sound of water. But we no longer cared what they could hear.

Then he stiffened, and a jet of sperm hit me in the mouth. Then the second, I tried to swallow, but it did not work out right away. I released a member, and already the third one flew, falling on my chest. Droplets made at the corners of the mouth. I quickly collected all the tongue and swallowed. Tart liquid flowed into the stomach. He looked at me so kindly. All his face showed pleasure received by him.

- Baby! You are the best nipple. - Max turned the water on me and wiped his forehead with his other hand.

- Thank. - Hard breathing thanked him, I sat down on my bottom booty and began to wash off his sperm.

Mack again sent a stream of water at me. I tried to cover myself with my hand so that the water would not get into my eyes. Hair completely soaked. As I go home with wet hair, the water scattered all over the bath. Sperm washed from the face and chest, now he sent the water into my crotch. Warm water like a thousand gentle fingers touched my clitoris and sponges. I already all shuddered. Heat excitement spread throughout the body. I myself did not notice how I moved my soul towards the jets with my pelvis. The hand and stretched to the cherished place. I gently began to stroke the sponge and penetrate into myself. And Max leaned even more and sent a stream to my clit. I even began to moan. The whole body tensed in anticipation of an orgasm. The priest began to jump, and the water squished under it. I moaned louder.

- Hush. I beg you. - quietly asked Max and transferred the water to the side. - Okay, neighbors. But still Veronica will hear us.

- I will try to. - I replied and looked into his eyes. - I ask water so I will finish now.

- And you are a lustful girl!

Water again hit my clit and pussy. I started all over. My hand moved rhythmically again. I breathed deeply, but as I could restrain myself. Impulses of pleasure swept through the body. I did not have to wait long for myself, I shook and stretched out in the bathroom. Max now began to water on my chest, on my tummy. I closed my eyes and imagined myself on the seashore and warm water, and the waves gently caress my heated body. The sun beautifully plays in droplets of water on me, shimmers with all the colors of the rainbow. Max turned off the water. Light coolness walked through the body, as if the sun was hiding behind a cloud.

I opened my eyes. He had already managed to get out of the bathroom and stood, wiping his body. The limp member quietly hung in different directions. And it seems a minute ago he was so big and hard. I slightly straightened my wet hair. Wiped her eyes. I did not want to move so much. The whole room was covered with condensate.

- I will go. And you wipe and come to the kitchen. - Max hung up a towel and started to put on his decently wet clothes, he shook his head already. - Pancake. That played, all wet. Okay.

- Good. I'm getting up now. - I answered reluctantly and slowly began to rise, watching as he pulled on an almost wet T-shirt.

I blinked my eyes like that. I looked at my clothes. She's all wet. Shivering passed through the body. And as I go to the hostel. I'm so cold and just catch a cold. I panicked a little. Max opened the door and went out. I am left alone. Rose and got out of the bathroom. The whole floor was wet. Played is called. I remembered how I washed myself together with one girl friend, and then we were fooling around. Then the result was the same and we both got for indulgence. I smiled to myself, and then who will. Max, he probably watered me like that. I touched the jeans, blouse. Everything is really wet. I tried to unscrew the water over the bathroom. To wipe here. But I did not see the rags. I took one of the towels and threw it on the floor and ran it with my foot several times in different directions. She lifted it over the bathroom and unscrewed the water. Repeated so a couple of times.

Took another towel. She began to wipe her hair, body. Nipples sticking on. She looked at the foggy mirror. I drew on it some face. She giggled, so the mood was a little raised. Here it is exactly good, she looked well smiling face. Wiped her back, legs. I tried to wind a towel around the hair, and then the tips were completely wet. And what about clothes? She took up her bathrobe. Damn, he, too, almost wet flashed at me in my head. And as I now wet neither home nor even they can not go. I stood completely naked with bare feet. I looked at the painted face, and the water droplets rolling down the mirror. Played is called. There was a light knock on the door.

- Ilona, ​​are you all right? - I heard the quiet voice of Lesia. - You can enter.

- Yes, well, come on in. - I answered and turned to the door.

Lesia opened the door and quickly entered the room. She looked at me, a little surprised, and the drips of water on the tile, on the floor.

- Why are you not dressed? What are you doing here? - Lesia asked anxiously and looked at my naked body.

- Yes, everything is wet. - I picked up my clothes and showed her. - And the robe is also wet. How will I go home now. We played with Max here. He watered me with water. Excuse me.

- Like little damn. - Lesya frowned a little and shook her head. “Okay, I'll bring another bathrobe now.” And let soy clothes hang on the dryer.

Lesya took my clothes, towel, bathrobe and left the room. I stood like that. Took a deep breath. I figured our size. We were not very different in height, and so it is larger than me. Well not less, maybe something from her clothes will do, but not in a couple of hours, and mine will dry out. I needed this shower. She frowned and shook her head. I looked at the happy face, took it and straightened it on the sad one. Lesya again went into the bathroom.

- Here is a robe. - she handed it to me, only then I saw in her hand anal plug and lubricant. - Anu, bend down a little and spread your legs. You will be a little punishment.

I shuddered again. This cork was not so big, but it looked quite massive. She won't tear her up, but I can't walk with her. I took a bathrobe. Lesya began to squeeze the grease on the cork.

- Maybe we should not. How I will go with her. - I nervously squeezed the robe and looked at the toy.

- And I think it is necessary. According to you I see that it is necessary. He's all wet. - Lesia cork indicated on my pussy. - And so you will train your ass.

I just sighed. She turned back to the mirror, bent down holding the towel on her head. Lesia squeezed the grease on her finger and gently massaged my ass. A slight tremor went through the body. Pussy again allocated its portion of lubrication. I almost groaned, but I was able to restrain myself. She came in tight.

- So cutie. The legs are a little wider. - Lesya commanded and stroked my ass.

I still bent and became wider. She leaned a cold object to my hole. Began to gently press. Popa resisted, but she pressed. I breathed deeply. The hole slowly moved apart and then the cork entered me. I immediately felt a slight coolness inside the gut. It has become somehow not familiar. Now she seemed even more to me. It did not hurt, but it became slightly uncomfortable. I wanted to reach out and touch her. I did not move.

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