It's been over a week. I haven’t seen Natalya since our last meeting, but in a world where there are almost no accidents, a sign or fate brought me to her fiance on this very day.
We met with him on our general issues, and having spent most of the day, driving around the city with piles of papers, towards evening, we finally finished the job.

- Let's go to us! Natasha promised to cook something tasty, - S. invited me
After receiving consent from me, he called her, warning that there would be more than one.
Natalia opened the door for us. I saw a faint shadow of embarrassment when she saw me, but after a couple of seconds it passed. In a light silk robe, she looked just amazing. The table was already laid, and having settled down, we began to eat dinner, or to eat dinner, it was not clear by the time.
It was mainly about the upcoming wedding, its preparation, and I was also offered to be a witness at their event. I will say that this was somewhat unexpected, but I accepted the offer.

My friend said that he needed to go to the gym (which he never missed), and not hurrying me, he began to collect a gym bag. My plate was half full, and I deliberately pulled time by delaying the meal.
- Well, bye everyone! I'm late, - he said, appearing in the doorway with a bulky bag on his shoulder.
Having escorted him and closing the door, Natasha returned to me. We sat almost without talking, looking at each other.
“I have been sick there for three days,” Natalya broke the silence.
“Sorry, I overdid it,” I said conciliatoryly.
- Would you like some coffee? - She asked, and catching an approving look, went to cook it.

While she was conjuring near the plate, I looked at her slim bare legs. Expecting that the coffee tonight will not end, I, having left for the bathroom, returned with a well-washed member. Intuition has rarely let me down lately.
- Can add brandy? She asked, already reaching for the closet door.
- You can add, - I replied.
The coffee was almost ready, and while she was pouring it into cups, quietly walking up to her, I hugged her tightly against her. She shuddered in surprise, but took it calmly. Inhaling the faint smell of her perfume, she kissed her neck several times. With pressed ass, she felt an increasing member, while deftly pouring coffee from the Turks into cups.
- Do you understand that all this is not right? - she said in a not very confident voice.

Instead of answering, I kissed her on the lips, at the same time passing my hand into the cut of the robe. Squeezing her breasts with her fingers in turn, I continued to kiss the lips, the neck, then the lips again. Touching his palm to the puckered pants, she wrapped her arms around her, caressing him through the fabric.
“You're so glad to see me!” - she said with irony in her voice, unexpectedly slipping out of my arms and kneeling, with a deft movement, unbuttoning her trousers, pulled them along with shorts up to her knees.
Without losing a second, she wrapped her lips around the sticking cock. Quickly working her head, sometimes smacking Natasha began to suck him. Such a passionate and virtuoso blowjob I have not done before. She had two minutes. I could not resist a loud moan, filling her mouth with sperm, while the ring of her lips clasped the trunk even more tightly and the tip of the tongue was able to meet the pressure of each trickle of sperm. Bellissimo!

- You have a talent! - I said, looking at her from above.
Natasha was still on her knees, continuing to caress her head with her lips and smiling slyly.
How my friend was short-sighted and trustingly leaving us alone.
We drank hot coffee, cheerfully talking about all sorts of nonsense, and look at us at that moment, it was impossible even to think what was happening a few minutes ago.
- Now it's your turn! - having finished her coffee, Natalya said playfully and extended her hand to me.
Taking me by the hand, she led me into the bedroom. For this short way to bed, I was perfectly aware of what kind of funnel I was dragging on, but the anticipation of pleasure completely turned off all other senses.

She didn’t have about two hours of guaranteed time, and there were no backup plans if her fiance returns earlier. Spit!
Natasha with a slight movement took off her robe, remaining in her panties. Undressing, I looked at their joint photos with massive frames hanging on three walls with interest, and if the closet didn’t occupy the fourth, then there would surely be pictures too. Yeah, fucking a future wife in a bedroom surrounded by attentive glances from all sides was a dubious pleasure. Throwing this thought out of my head, I immediately pulled off Natalia's panties, and putting her on the bed, plunged my tongue into her well-groomed and fragrant crack. Such a magical blowjob demanded at least a reward. My efforts gave the first fruits, moaning and wriggling. Natasha accepted her first orgasm for today.

The tongue continued to slide between her wet swollen sponges, caressing her small protrusion of the clit, preventing her from jumping off the wave of pleasure. Sticking member also demanded his share of pleasure. The solution was found quickly. Rolling over, I settled so that the member rested on her lips, and I, in turn, continued to oral plead her pussy. Having penetrated into her ready slightly open mouth, I slowly fucked him, feeling Natasha's tongue gliding over the head. Sucking her clit with my lips, I made her finish again, while trying to understand how deeply he could penetrate her mouth. Having entered by half, he rested in the throat and I did not dare to press harder. As if reading my thoughts, Natalya grabbed my buttocks, pulled them over. The cock rested on the throat continued moving and that her lips clasped the base of the penis.

- Wow, and the girl is able to much more than I expected! - I thought, plunging a member to the full depth, so that the eggs lay on her face with each movement.
No matter how magical it is, no one has canceled plans to master her wet pussy.
We tried all the basic poses possible. Impaled on a dick, she languished in passion, completely surrendering to me. A couple of times, ending, I managed to get to her mouth. In other cases, poured her back, then tummy. I noticed that she liked when I finished in her mouth, pushing her head towards a member, rather rudely holding her hair.
Time passed quickly. While I was dressing, she hastily removed the bedclothes, noticing the traces of the crime.