wine such notes, and citrus, - beautiful fingers slowly freed the inflated ass from the pink matria. Irina was turned with her tail to the door, and bent down so low that she could take off her panties from her legs, that I was lucky to see her thick labia, calling to penetrate the hot vagina. I could not believe my eyes and came even closer to the door - so much so that it seemed to me that I could smell the smell emanating from her womb.
- Do you drink anything at all, or am I in vain you paint everything beautiful here? - She asked, temporarily hanging panties on the coil next to the pantyhose. I, however, frightened away from the door from the fright that I will be noticed.
“I drink a little,” I said, the first thing that came to mind. So said, to at least something to answer, although it was true. Indeed, I drink once or twice in six months.
- Well, then they decided. Or do you need another gratitude? Maybe you want to go to a restaurant? I have a friend, the owner of a good, expensive restaurant. He can arrange everything for you at a high level.

Something overkill to dry hair dryer - I thought. - Yes, and not that I would like. Just now I’d come out with a beautiful tread and masturbate my head between my beautiful big breasts. At the same time, and time would pass to the complete drying of things. - I, of course, it only thought, but did not say out loud. In the meantime, again, like a magnet, I was drawn to the crack of the ajar cherished door.

“I will take a shower, and after you soak it up, some sensation of ignorance appears.” Yes, and bad for the skin, I read, - saying this, Ira finally undid the cherished clasp of her pink bra. - It is good when there is a shower at home. I hate to wash in the bathroom. - Tits avalanche splashed out. The fact that they are big is noticeable even before that, but I did not think that Ira’s chest would be so hung. Her big boobs hung literally to the navel, like a tribal savage from Africa. And the nipples were big and swollen. “Isn't she pregnant?” - I thought. Ira meanwhile completely removed the bra and, naked to the limit, turned in my direction. I didn’t have time to grunt out of surprise, continuing to chew on a penis that was about to explode. He exploded, and the sperm began to shoot straight there, into the gap between the ajar door and the doorpost, and fall onto the ceramic tile of the bathroom floor.

To say that it was one of the best orgasms in my life - to say nothing. I finished, and I didn’t care - that the stunned woman was looking at me, who was not even surprised to hide behind surprise. All the same, that it is immoral, that she is married, that the lessons with her are now covered with a copper basin and my name is forever covered with shame. I ejaculated by squeezing the scrotum and massaging the space between the testicles and anus, directly and openly looking at this naked beautiful woman, at her juicy milk-bearing breasts and sloping hips, on her face, both young and experienced, so serious, one look at which causes bliss .

It seemed to me that this mixture of shame and pleasure lasted forever. But in the end, when the last portion of the seed was dropped, and a pleasant weakness spread throughout the body, the woman suddenly turned, moved away so that she was out of sight. After a couple of seconds, her wonderful handle stuck out in the doorway, holding at once all things — dress, tights, panties, and bust.

Irina allowed me and asked to take things to the heater. “Has she not noticed all this, and I thought it all up? Yes, and how could she not notice the sperm on the tile? ”The answer came to me instantly, and it was inspiringly simple. The woman removed the lenses before the shower. And everything that happened behind the door, she saw a dull, blurry spot. Also, she did not see any trace of my sperm on the tile.There was no limit to relief.

I, of course, took the things from her, sniffing her panties with pleasure. Rarely it happens, but my dick got up again in just a minute. At first I hung things on the heater, but then I went crazy, and put on those pink panties, wrapped her excited penis with her pantyhose. I understood that if I finished the tights - there would be a complete collapse, but I still could not miss such a great opportunity. Since I removed the curtain in my soul, having learned from my past sad experience, now I could see everything from my closet.

I saw a breathtaking stern mouth, saw her tongue catching drops of water and smiling at the same time, frankly and simply, like a girl. Without any back thought. I saw how her breasts in the slope almost touched the conical nipples of the floor and foam, flowing them from all sides, runs down to the drain. I saw how carefully she washes her anus, for fear of damaging the delicate skin with long painted nails. I saw how she nadraivaet shower gel their smooth well-knit legs, such delicious caramelized candies that I could suck endlessly. It was Irina, a thirty-five-year-old married woman, rich, intelligent, strong and completely naked. My student who came under the rain, completely unaware of what I am doing now and that she is being watched.

Sperm began to emanate, making its way through nylon light tights. I started to finish, when Ira already got out of the shower and wiped the crotch with my towel. Thereby, which depicts another naked beauty. At the same time, her tits bounced up and down like two magnificent monkeys, and her lower lip was bitten passionately by her upper teeth. Finishing off the pantyhose with a huge high, I ran out of the pantry into the room, where I hurriedly began to wipe the seed with toilet paper. Fortunately, I managed to quickly wipe so that visually nothing was noticeable. However, the characteristic smell of sperm remained on Irinin pantyhose. The dress, meanwhile, was already dry, like a bra. Panties, by the way, too. Although they were not on the heater, but on my hot pope. Things I slipped into her bath when she asked me. Dressed so fast that I barely had time to pull the jeans.

That day she was very funny in class. My little mouth did not flow when I recalled what I saw and touched her hands, straightening it during the game.
- Some kind of smell is unusual - you do not feel? She asked when the lesson was coming to an end.
- I do not know. Maybe the trees after the rain smell like that. - I say.
- No ... some familiar smell. I can not remember exactly. - I was embarrassed, because it smelled something of my sperm, which I did her tights, which were now on her. “But the smell is pleasant,” she says, smiling. I felt relieved. After that, Irochka somehow smiled a little mysteriously, after which she slammed herself on the fleshy thighs and began to gather home. “Good day,” he says. - Thank you very much again, I will have a surprise.