She held her thigh as I asked her, wept, sobbing softly and shuddering.

Slightly rattling off, I began to cum, putting the head in the very hole. I felt warm sperm flowed into the return flow to my hand and her thigh.

- Well, that's all, and you were afraid - I whispered, squeezing out the remnants of sperm with my hand, slightly moving my hips and pushing the head into her hole, quite a bit, straight a couple of millimeters.

Vika sobbed silently. She was shaking.

“Well, everything, everything,” I whispered, moving away. He put his hand between her legs, pawing smeared his sperm there, by piping, by the thigh. I thrust my middle finger into her hole, lightly fucked it and then stuck it very deeply, as far as a finger entered. A little more fucked Vikin pussy finger, caressed the clitoris with a fingertip and began stroking the girl on the thigh, squeezed her bun ass in his hand. Then he ran over the tummy, again fell to the chest.

“All right, nothing terrible,” I said quietly, and lightly slapped her on the ass — go to the bathroom and go to the kitchen. We will talk there - sitting on the couch, I said, and once again I fell to Vika for the ass. She continued to lie, with her leg raised and crying faintly. Sometimes softly sniffing nose. I got up, tucked my cock in, straightened my underpants, buttoned my pants up on my jeans and went to the kitchen. He washed his hands there and unloaded the grocery bag in the fridge. The condition was like after euphoria. It seems to be nothing, but I got such a buzz from this whole situation. What finished on her, that he fell, that he smeared his sperm on him, that he put his finger in her hole.

I did not hear the stirring. Music continued to play, Vika did not come out. I went to the room. Vika was sitting on the sofa, covering her hips with a towel and crying, sniffing and wiping tears with her hand. Her hand shook as she dried her tears.

- What roars that? - I smiled - nobody fucked you, nothing like that. Just finished on you and everything. Just think, rubbed a little about your charms and half yours -

She didn’t respond, still crying and wipe the tears from her eyes with a shaking hand.

- If you want, call your Pasha, tell him everything. Say that you will go home or that you will not live here. Say that you won't stay here for a minute any longer - I handed her a mobile phone.

And again, no reaction.

I squatted in front of her, put my hand under the towel and stroked my thigh - And what, departed from you? - I looked into her tear-stained eyes.

She glanced at me, immediately looked away to the side of the mattress, sniffing.

I did not remove my hand from her thighs and she did not remove my hand either. I stroked her thigh and looked at the slightly swollen and reddened nose. Vika almost stopped crying, once she wiped away the tears, with a trembling hand and just sat silently, either thinking about something, or just sitting like that.

- Girl, you're just really cool. I liked it. Most likely, if it were not for you, then both of you would not be here at all. And today I attached your Pasha to work, only thanks to you - I said quietly, stroking her knee.

- And I pay for it - she barely audible uttered.

- Well, yes - I answered calmly - And what can you offer? Rather, that with both of you, you can still take? You have to pay or pay for everything in life - I grinned.

She looked at me, sighed, as if convulsively, and again began to look away.

- Tell me what you roared? What happened? Just moved a member and finished on your thigh. That’s all. Well, you got some. And what of this tragedy? - I grinned - look at me - putting my mobile phone next to her, turned her hand to her head by the chin. She looked at me.

- Well, and that roar? - I smiled, holding her chin so as not to turn my head.

She did not look into my eyes, her gaze ran down my face.

- Tell me that roars that? - Looking into her eyes, I asked.

- Can I go to the bath? She said softly.

- Come on, then come to the kitchen, we'll talk there - letting it go and rising, I said.

She rose, took a towel in her hand and walked, not hurrying. Then she stopped, shook the towel around her hips, walked on. I went to the bathroom, turned on the light, opened the door and disappeared inside. Covering the door behind him.

- Cool chick - thoughtfully looking at the bathroom door, I thought.

She left the bathroom in a towel, went into the room, and after a while came to the kitchen in her jeans and men's shirt with rolled up sleeves, in which I saw her in the morning.

- Will you have tea or coffee? - I asked.

She shook her head, standing at the table and stood like that, drooping her head and biting her lip.

- Sit down - I grinned - in the legs of the truth there is no higher too -

Vick sighed and sat on the edge of the chair, head down, looking at the table.

“Already well,” I said, gathering my thoughts to start a conversation and looking at Vika.

- You will go home or tell Pashulka everything - I snorted.

She sighed and said nothing.

- Your Pasha is on an internship today. Most likely tomorrow to replace him. I do not hold you, you can roll anywhere. - I started the conversation - if you want or you want, you can sleep in the stairwell, at the trash. You can live anywhere. This is your business. - I looked at Vika.

She sat with her head down and listened.

- Do you want to live in the garbage and eat doshirak or other mud? - I asked.

She sighed and shook her head slightly.

- Who the fuck are you needing here? Even if nobody needs you at home - I started again - why did you come to him? - I looked at Vika.

She sighed and grimaced slightly.

- Well, answer, why? - I insisted.

- Came to her boyfriend, what's the big deal? - quietly answered Vika.

- So you love him, that she is ready to sleep in the dustbin with cockroaches? - I grinned.

She glanced at me again and looked away again, head down.

- What do you lower your head? - I grinned - heavy thoughts are pressing down? You tell your beloved what happened here, if of course you want. Let's see how he responds. Then you find out how he will treat you. It is unlikely that he will stay with you later -

- Is that why you think so? - quietly asked Vika.

- Because I pawed you, touched you with a member and cum on you, and you allowed it to be done. That he will never forget if you tell him about it. And if you don’t tell, when will you explain that you don’t want to stay here? Say that I harassed you? -

Vick sighed, lifted her head, looked out the window, biting her lip.

“You can call him and tell him a story and what more you don’t want to stay here.” Let him throw everything and rush here. You collect things and get out on all four sides - I grinned.

She looked at me and began to look out the window again.

- The sun is shining, the earth has not stopped - I laughed - is he your drinker, or what? -

Vika sighed again - First and only - she said quietly.

- Well, let it continue to think so - I grinned.

She shot me a look and looked out the window.

- You're a cool girl. Beautiful, slim, young. But it seemed to me that he does not appreciate at all that you have him. Or I did not understand everything correctly, when he shut up your mouth all the time? - looking at Vika, I asked.

She looked somewhere on the wall, biting her lip.

- I think that he just needs to feel confident, and not like now. Start earning to get your life back on track. And then it will become clear to you who you are for him. When he becomes the same, and not cornered wolf cub. You can help him with this - I continued to bend my line.

- How can I help him? She asked quietly.

- Just be clever and everything - I replied.

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