forgot about her. The fact is that I liked rhythmic and dynamic sex, while Natasha loved astringent, unhurried and deep entrance-exit. But I now had so much foolishness that I wanted to satisfy my lust first.

I pecked it like a wound, and retreated only when the breather began to fail. Natashka always looked at me over her shoulder, breathing quickened. It was evident that I wanted to change the position and go to measured sex.

I retreated, and she turned to me, attracted me, giving me a tender kiss.

“Let's go to bed ...” she whispered hotly.

Sweat broke out on my forehead, and I asked her for a couple of seconds to restore my breath.

When I came to the bedroom, Natashka was already on all fours on the bed, waiting for me. She turned her head towards me, her blond hair flowed onto the blankets ... But more captivated were the flaps of her ajar sexual lips, giving off sochyo ...

I approached her, as if not a mature man, but a virgin, and Natasha herself helped me get into myself. I managed to intercept her palm, and raised it to my lips, kissing thankfully.

Natalia looked at me, then looked at my dick, inserted into her bosom, and began to sit down on him, as if showing how she would like to have sexual intercourse to our intimacy: slowly and smoothly! Slowly back and forth ...

At the same time, she looked at me, as if trying to convey with her gaze what was required of me and in what rhythm it was necessary to act further.

I tried to match her wishes, but the passion that swept over me was so insurmountable that I turned my back on a pelvis, forcing my beloved woman to forget her wishes. I scribbled like a machine gun, and she needed rifle precision ...

I stopped the onslaught only because I was exhausted, and Natasha again moved towards me: smoothly and calculatingly, rolling on my penis.

Her face took comfort at this moment, her breasts gently swayed, and it had an exciting effect on me, and I again stuck a small fraction of the sex of the roll into her.

She was unable to cope with such inertia, but I noted how her ass and sex lips continued to rhythmically move in slow motion, and it was already difficult to make out who enjoyed the mating pleasure more ...

But the disturbed rhythm could not suit both, and I also had to restore breathing again.

I got out of it, and lay down on the sheets.

Natasha rose above me to his full height - so beautiful and kind of innocent. For a moment, I was rejected for the time of our youth and first meetings, when we only knew each other.

Natasha was full of my dick, and began to rhythmically draw him in, as she wanted and liked. Being on top of me, she completely controlled me and the course of further actions.

Natasha leaned on me, and I take the opportunity to kiss her ripe breasts loudly.

Natasha let me in, slowly rising and falling heavily. Her tanned skin contrasted sharply with my pale skin, and even her breasts were touched by the tan.

She reclined on me, allowing each time "on the way down" to kiss her breasts.

Natashkin movement on me even if they kept my riser, but did not bring me the desired discharge.

At one point, I managed to catch her, and I stuck it in her bosom exactly until my breath was out.

When I stopped, Natashka fell heavily on me, looking her eyes in the eyes.

For a moment I caught myself thinking that if now, at this minute, she would confess to her infidelity, which I invented myself, then I would understand her and forgive ... Because I understood how much I loved her, and how close to losing her!

I again kissed her warmed from caresses and breast movements and confessed in love. Sincere and clean!

Even if I was right three times, and she did have someone, but I just would not give her up! I will fight for her, as when in my youth I fought for her attention!

Natasha swallowed and said:

- I was afraid that I would lose you, my beloved ... Swear that you will not leave me!

This brought me to my senses and regained my strength, because my member still demanded relaxation.

- I love you very much! Forgive me, love ...

... We were lying on its side, Natasha pressed her back to me while I entered her. This position was as convenient for us as I couldn’t work with “acceleration”, but Nataha managed to roll on my hips. I supported her holy bosom, which I loved to kiss and admired her, and Natasha threw my hand behind my neck, pulling my head to hers.

Now, clinging closer to her, I could see her breasts moving in rhythm with the rhythm, and almost felt the discharge, but at that moment there was just an incredible thing that made me literally howl with the tide of orgasm.

Natasha smoothly raised her beautiful leg to its full length and ran it slowly with a slow look, holding at the very tip of the naked fingers, which I was so passionately kissed on that day. There was in her view some pride and gratitude to her own legs, who had served her a special service today.

This brought me to such delight and excitement that I poured into her bosom everything that I had accumulated over the past month of our separation, and then, not realizing the actions, jumped, and before Natasha could understand and realize anything, she grabbed her for both legs, lifting them, and put it on his chest, becoming kissing and fondling her tongue with smooth calves, regular ankles and gentle heels.

Sperm still flowed from my penis and oozed out of her body, and Natashka, with arms outstretched, dreamily closed her eyes, smiling blissfully.

I was holding her legs in my hands and was immensely happy, assuring me that I would never leave her!

... And so it happened. That evening we returned to our home, in a familiar family atmosphere. Two days later, Temu was taken away from the camp, and he never guessed what we went through this month.

The business gradually improved, although it sometimes has difficulties. But I’m no longer looking for peace and oblivion in a bottle, it’s enough for me to cuddle up to the legs of the woman I love to feel her undying love and feel needed.

Thanks for all my love!