Dear readers, I will write for you another one of my already 53 stories about my adventures. Briefly remind myself. My name is Ilona. I am now 24 years old, and so I am a simple Ukrainian girl. Of medium height, slim, quite charming, with a chest of the second size and dark hair. And now I'll start my story.

The second month of spring was ending. Everyone was preparing for Easter. Part of the students went home, and I myself was going to walk the last couple on Tuesday and leave home early. Although I didn’t want to do cleaning and cooking, well, without it. Such a holiday only once a year. And so many days off in a row did not fall out for a long time, like a small vacation. Moreover, it is already quite warm and easier to clean. Everyone was waiting for the holiday. Some tried to fast, although grandma always tried to accustom me to these religious traditions, but I did not observe fasting either.

I walked along the path to the hostel with a crowd of students. I had no special plans, and I just admired nature. Dandelions bloomed on the green grass. Cute yellow flowers covered a small lawn like a carpet. I just smiled. My grandmother always bloomed in the village in the garden too. I often made wreaths with Julia. They ran and played in them, and then I flew in from my grandmother that I was soiling the clothes in their juice. The foliage on the trees was not yet thick and the sun cast interesting shapes of shadows through their branches. The sun was warm in the back. I was wearing black tights, shorts of the same color, a dark green blouse with a short sleeve, shoes with a small heel, and a black set of linen. It was hot in the jacket, but it was still cold in the morning without it. Although it is possible to run so far, but I did not want to get sick for the holiday.

I entered the hostel. People crowded at the turnstile. I took small steps, tapping my heels on the concrete floor, although everything was buzzing as if in a hive. I squeezed and immediately started up the stairs to my floor. She thought about cooking for lunch.

- Hello! - I heard the familiar voice of Misha and turned in his direction. - How are you today? Disaccustomed?

- Hello! - I greeted me with slight discontent and looked in his direction, continuing to rise. - Yeah for today, and you?

- That's all. Do you go home today? - Misha asked me and began to smile.

I smiled back at him on the machine. Misha is not very attractive. Slightly above average height, with long black hair, thin. Overall a modest and quiet guy. Few people talked to, he was wearing ordinary jeans, a blue jacket. But he somehow liked to press a com not. I usually otshivala him, but sometimes she did blowjob, and occasionally allowed more. For which he gladly helped me with computers, if there were any failures or viruses appeared.

- I'll go tomorrow morning. I'll be the right student, and maybe the last couple can and walk. - I already giggled and already climbed to my floor. - When are you going?

- And I'll go on Thursday. - Misha even thought about it and continued to follow me. - I do not like this crush in transport. Where I rush.

- You men easier. At home, so many things before the holiday. And clean, and cook as necessary.

- Wait. - he stopped me and even took my hand, but immediately let me go. - Do not want to visit me now. Well, how would ...

A lot of students were popping along the corridor, and he was afraid at all to say, only showed with his eyes down. Although I understood his hint and only sighed. We just walked away to the wall, and then someone came from the steam, someone went to the kitchen or to the toilet. Some with bags went to go home.

- Well, Misha stop it. You only have one thing on your mind. Come on then somehow.

- Let's do now. What are you again. - Misha already frowned, took a deep breath and lowered his eyes. “Every time you have sweat and sweat.” And give others.

- Well, Misha! No offense. And you fell. And your neighbors, probably at home. They will still drive you away if I come.

- I want more with you. Well then send to you. He suggested, and sighed again.

- I have Yana too, if she hasn't come, so now she will come back from steam. And I want to eat.

- And maybe. - Misha thought and turned his head. - Let's go to the shower. There is hardly anyone there.

Now I sighed. A slight excitement still passed through the body. But I didn’t want to go with him. Although I have been doing it for over a month already. May please the guy before the holiday. I gently straightened loose hair. Misha came to me almost tight. He wanted to hug me, but he did not dare. Passing students looked at us. Although we did not bother anyone. They just stood and chatted to themselves.

- Well, let's go. - said Misha a little more confidently and extended his hand to me. - I beg you. Come on, why are you like a little one? Only in the mouth and all.

I thought. Snezhana passed us by and held us like that. Well, no one cares what we are here. Or maybe she heard his words, although Misha spoke so softly that she shouldn't have heard. A slight blush appeared on my cheeks.

- Okay, let's go! - I agreed and giggled. - But only a blowjob.

- Yes! Yes. - He was delighted, it seemed to me that Misha was ready to grab me and carry me there in my arms, and she did one good deed and made the guy happy.

We moved along the corridor together. I didn’t really want to, even though it was the first time. Misha is generally not bad. Let him know my kindness. Some girls, they would have sent him at all. I followed him, and I just wanted to make him a pigtail or two tails. His hair is longer than Svetka. I even imagined it with such a hairstyle and giggled to myself. It is good that he did not look in my direction, but only listened to my steps. I wanted to ask him for his hair, but immediately stopped. He has problems with her without me.

That seemed a cherished door. Misha pulled the handle. It was open. He gestured me inside. I entered only giggled at his gesture. He closed the door. I hung the bag on the hook, took off and hung up the jacket. It smelled damp and some kind of shampoos or gels. And so the usual shower with old tiles in places covered with rust. A pair of washbasins with small mirrors above them, cabins with curtains. I caught Misha on me with a joyful look. Now he was definitely the happiest man. His eyes just glowed. As he needs a little for happiness. I smiled at him. Already the mood has risen. At least someone today happy. Misha himself started fiddling with a belt on his jeans. The bump on them betrayed his erection.

- Do not worry so. - I tried to reassure Michael, I wanted to giggle, but I held back and approached him.

- I will try. - on the exhale burst from him.

- Let me help. - I offered and extended my hand.

- Just be careful. You turn me on.

I smiled again and looked at him. He removed his hands. I quickly unzipped the metal button on the jeans, pulled a little, and they quickly fell to their knees. The head was already peeking them under the gum of his gray shorts. Misha’s mid-sized dick was somewhere around 15-16 centimeters, but the head was so massive. I gently touched the delicate skin with my fingers. Misha almost groaned. Made some wheeze. I felt the pulsation of his standing member. His excitement passed on to me. I shuddered, a wave of pleasant heat swept through my body and concentrated in the lower abdomen. Hole highlighted its portion of lubrication. I just swallowed and knelt down.

Through the tights immediately felt the cold and hard tiles of the shower. I already grimaced. May invite him to sit on the sink, but immediately rejected such an option. Enough with Jana broke the tap, and if they find out that I broke the wash basin with him, we won’t get problems. I just sighed, slightly rearranging my knees, and shoes also interfered. We'll have to suffer. I quickly pulled off his panties. A stake member swayed in front of my face. I quickly plunged it into my mouth. The taste of grease and a slightly unwashed body was felt in it. I began to play with a tongue with his weighty head ....