- Yawn more - Pasha grinned.

- Well, what are you? - offended pouting Vick.

- Enough shit. We sit down to breakfast - I interrupted them and sat down at the table - boiling water in the kettle, the rest in front of you - and began to spread my bread with melted cheese from a jar.

- Enjoy your meal - smiled Vika, sitting down at the table.

- And you do not get sick - I grinned.

- Andrei Semenovich, that you are such a Buka - she looked at me playfully.

- Normal Buka - I laughed - noting that Vika learned my name from Pasha and remembered him.

- Vic, do not be dumb - Pasha sighed.

- Damn, the word can not be said - taking the bread, animeshka was outraged.

- Everything, be silent already, you irritate - hissed Pasha.

- Normal, family life - I snickered and bit off a sandwich - I made myself a coffee, and as you wish. Milk, in the fridge - taking a sip of coffee, I said.

- I will also coffee with milk - said Vika. She got up, poured sugar in a mug, added coffee, took a kettle, poured boiling water - Pasch, what do you need? - She looked at him.

- Nothing. I don't want anything hot at all, he answered.

- Well, whatever you want - she shrugged her shoulders and carried the teapot into place, took out the milk, poured it into a mug of coffee.

- In, I poured milk - Pasha pushed an empty mug closer to Vika.

She poured milk, then looked at me, sighed, and twisting the cap, carried it to the bottle in the refrigerator.

After breakfast, I called my mate - Hi Seryoga, how is it, everything is fine? - I asked.

- It would not be normal, you would be the first to know about it and immediately - he laughed.

- Well yes. Seryog, did you say that you need a man on a conveyor shift? - I asked.

- Needed. I am still interrupted by migrant workers, but this is not the case - he has already seriously answered.

- There is a ready-made specialist, I worked in the shift on the permanent from the former laborers. I worked for a year. An intelligent guy - I said.

- And then what escaped? - Sergey asked.

- I chased after a long ruble and it turned out, as usual - I grinned, looking at the hushed Paschka and Vika, who collected pastel from the mattress.

- I see. When can come to talk? -

- Will it work in half an hour? - I asked.

“Give him a number, the way he will call me, when he approaches the checkpoint, I will go out.” And you can't take it for yourself? - He asked.

- I have a kit. And to transfer someone to you, instead of him, something you do not want. I got a normal team, there are no runners like that - I explained.

- So I also need to not run - he sighed.

- This will remain for a long time, I guarantee - I laughed.

- We'll see, let them call, we will decide there - he grinned - Okay, Andryukh, I went to blame everyone, come on, in touch - he said goodbye.

- In touch - I said and disconnected the call.

- Now the legs are in the hands and to the checkpoint - I looked at Pasha looking at me - write down the number, call him, as you will be at the checkpoint. He will come out and chat with you. You heard the rest of what I said. If everything grows together, you will work in his shift. Work on the conveyor you know. Look, you have a chance, do not miss. Or you will live in the park, with the homeless - I grinned.

- And now where to live? - Pasha looked at me.

- As long as you live here, so be it - I looked at Pashka, then at Vika - but look, if anything, even at the station, even go to the park, it will not interest me anymore -

- Thank you, Andrei Semenovich - Vika looked at me - can I attach me anywhere? -

- Cleaner with Kyrgyz go to work? - I grinned.

Vick looked down and turned her head to look at the closet.

- Thanks Semyonitch, you're really great. Give me the number please. And you do not run ahead of the engine - he looked at Vika.

- I do not run - she sighed.

Pasha wrote down the number and went to wear shoes.

- Let's go together - I also got up.

- What are you doing? - Seryoga was surprised when he saw me at the entrance.

- Yes, just walked out - I smiled.

- I can't sit at home - Sergey grinned - well, where is your ready specialist? -

- There stands - I nodded - if you want, take him away now, issue him a temporary pass, let him stand today, and tomorrow he will come to the shift - I suggested.

- Now we decide - he smiled - what's the name? - He turned to Pasha.

- Paul. I used to work in your shift a couple of times - Pashka came closer.

- Yes, hell knows you, so many people pass temporary, I don’t remember all. On the conveyor worked? - immediately got down to business Sergey.

- Worked - Pashka looked at me, as if seeking confirmation from my side.

I defiantly stepped aside, then turned - Seryog, I will go, you yourself see. This is not a protégé. Not satisfied, drive in the neck - and went slow. But having gone quite far, I looked back all the same - Seryoga and Pashky were no longer at the gatehouse.

- It is necessary to bribe products - I thought, walking towards the house.

Having made a detour, I went to the store and stocked up on groceries and leisurely went home.

Entering the apartment, I heard soft music from the room, playing my old music center. It was a disc with Didul's music.

After closing the door, I took the bag to the kitchen and went to the room, I wanted Vika to disassemble the bag and put the food in while I changed.

Vika was lying on my couch, wrapped in that strange towel that hung in the bathroom in the morning. She lay with a half-side and a towel from below, she opened, exposing everything below, only her chest was covered. There were no panties on Vika. Bare thighs, white, shaved pubis, a butterfly tattoo and the edges of dark genital lips appeared to me. I felt the blood begin to flow to my head and the penis began to strain. This view is very exciting to me. Unbuttoning his pants on his jeans, I pulled out a member and quietly lay down next to the animeshka. He pulled the towel, opened it completely, pressed his member, from the side to Vika's ass and ran his hand over his tummy, reached the breast, gently squeezed her beautiful, white tits with dark nipples. Vika took a deep breath, but did not wake up. I massaged with my finger the nipples of both boobs, in turn, pressing the member to the ass on the side. Then he turned her sideways, lifted one thigh and stuck his penis between the girl's thighs, pressed his thighs and slightly moving his hips, began to stroke Vika on the stomach, press her to himself, then again began to touch her sishechki. Soft and at the same time elastic. Squeezed them in hand, in turn -

- Ooh, what are you doing there? - asleep, Vika affectionately asked, opening her eyes. She turned her head and saw me, her eyes widened. She froze in surprise.

“Quiet, quiet, girl,” I whispered excitedly, fingering my dick between my thighs and holding my hand tightly to me — I won’t hurt you. Cuddle a little and let go. Be clever. Nobody will know anything, I promise - I whispered, lightly touching the lips of her cheek.

- Do not, Andrei Semyonych, well, please, well, do not - she began to beg plaintively and silently. She began to shake. Hands trembled.

- Please do not - she sobbed and tears flowed from her eyes - well, please, she plaintively asked, lying submissively, without even trying to do something.

“I will not touch you, I just press and everything,” I whispered to her ear. Loosening my grip, I put my hand between her legs, pawed at her pussy, pressed my penis to her and rubbed them - I just pressed and that was all - I continued to whisper.

Vika did not say anything. Cried and shook her. She trembled with fear and shame.

“Move your leg a little,” I whispered, lifting my leg up with my hand — like that. Hold on, don't let go - I whispered.

He himself took the penis with his hand and began to drive his head over her sexual lips, having slightly moved away himself. He put the head on the ass hole, moved it around, pressing the head, then went back to the pussy, gently pressed the head and began to drive on the hole ... Read more →