without moving.

- Let's go to the kitchen. Let's drink some coffee and talk again. Stop suffering. Dury women, at the dustbin was ready to spend the night, with fleas and all sorts of garbage. And I did not feel sorry for myself. And here I felt sorry for myself. Washed and as new. And there would be a dick washed off, and even picked up some infection from the fleas - I smiled - or better in the garbage? - I came closer to Vic.

She raised herself up, sat on the mattress, ran her hands over her face - I don’t know - she said softly - I don’t know anything -

- If you want, go and sit still there, look in the daylight, and not at the dim light bulb, where you sat yesterday - I chuckled, we went, you looked - I pulled her hand.

She stalked and followed me. I opened the door and we went to the porch, went up to where they were sitting yesterday. Now it was much lighter. Who poured the garbage, partially missing the container of the garbage disposal. It smelled like a fluff and the whole floor was divorced from dried spots of flowing mud. A few crawling creatures crawled around the pipe, a small but noticeable size.

- Look, and you sat in these jeans on this floor yesterday. Or is this normal for you? - I grinned.

Vika frowned at the site.

- Skameki in parks, after the homeless look nicer - I grinned.

I shook my ass off yesterday - she issued.

- And today you washed everything off of yourself, and did not shake it off - I looked at her. Her cheeks were a little red.

“Let's go to the kitchen, we'll talk there,” I said, and started down the stairs. Vika followed me.

“I called Pasha,” Vika said, looking out the window when we went into the kitchen with her.

_ And what did he tell you? - I asked, also looking out the window.

- He said he was busy, we'll talk in the evening. I asked him not to call when he was at work - she sighed.

“What did you want to talk to him about?” - I grinned.

“I just called to hear his voice, and he got angry with me again,” Vika said quietly.

- Do not bother. He has an internship today. If he manifests himself, he will come to work tomorrow, the issue will be solved with the registration. His head is clogged with another. How to get out, how to dress, you put on too, too - again I began to look out the window.

- Yeah, and I'm here ... - she did not finish and sighed.

“You are helping him here so that everything will be well with you.” Each of you does the right thing to do. Otherwise this would not have happened. Sit down

She looked around, went to the chair, sat on him.

- Girl, why are you so worried? - I looked at her - youth, stupidity and nothing more. Absolutely all people have their skeletons in the closet and they never forget about them. I'm even sure that you have them and you just added one more and not the biggest one to them. Nobody just needs to know about them and everything will be fine for you. In you for your life more than one member will be exactly. You pretty yet. Then it is not known what will happen. Spread you, face round, you yourself want a peasant, but he may not be. Husbands and guys you quickly get bored. Someone is a little faster, someone is a little slower, but sexually cool down everything to its once darling. Sex becomes commonplace, just relieve pressure from his wife, and she likes it or not, do not care. You are a clever girl who has stirred her brains and made the right decision. I won’t get lost and not wipe you - looking now out the window, now at Vika.

She listened silently, lost in thought.

- Now you can not retreat, two times finished on you another man. You stood in front of me and could not do anything if I wanted to enter you. Although this your Pasha will be more than enough. That I spread my legs, that I pawed you where I wanted and for what I wanted and you waited for me to finish and finish you on the ass. You have a birthmark on your ass - I smiled.

Vika covered her face with her hands, listening to my words.

- I still want to - I said softly - let's go to the room -

She quietly shook her head, not letting go of her palms from her face — damn it, it hit, and I heard her quiet whisper.

- Come on, wash your face and how it did not happen. Come on - I clapped her on the shoulder and went into the room.

She came a little later. She undressed silently at the mattress, neatly folded everything and remained in her panties and bra.

- Or to me - I quietly called her, but not in a whisper.

Vick sighed and came closer. I reached out and pulled her to me, sitting on my knees. She looked at me and sat waiting for what's next, looking around. Already differently behaved and responded to what is happening. I thrust her hand under her bra, squeezed her tit in her hand, then lifted the bra up - can you take it off? - I said and kissed Vika on the shoulder.

“Let it be,” she said softly.

He ran her hand over her tummy, touched her piercing with her finger and slipped into her panties, immediately finding her klerterok and began to massage her with her finger.

Vika squeezed her legs, covering her eyes.

- Do not move - I said quietly, without having pulled my hands out of the panties.

She sighed and opened her legs slightly.

- Spread it apart - I said, having received free access to my pussy, I ran my finger along her crotch, which was already specifically wet.

I again began to caress her clitoris, hugging Vika by the other hand around the waist. She began to exhale more often with a nose, closed her eyes, and when she became completely well, she squeezed her legs, and clasping my shoulders pressed her head to my neck, breathing often.

“Back to back,” I said, and began to roll it from my knees onto the sofa. She rolled off me, moved deeper, looked at the sides and lay on her back, bending her knees. I took off her panties, just pulled and pulled off his feet. Vika turned her head to the wall and lay like that, looking at the wall. I parted her legs and admired her dark crotch, her sponges were spread apart, revealing rosy flesh, which, while going a little further, ended up in an unworn young hole in the vagina.

Wicky legs were strained and it was felt that she was ready to move her legs.

- Lie so - I said quietly and ran a finger over her wet pussy. Her legs immediately twitched, wanting to move.

- Do not twitch and move apart wider - I said myself spread her knees wider.

Kliterochek, above was like in a hat of dark skin. I stroked it with my finger, slightly pressed it down, lifting this skin and the pink ball kindly looked out from under it. I caressed him several times with the pad of my finger. Vicki’s knees twitched again.

I unzipped my shorts, pulled them off and shorts and climbed onto Vika from above. He kissed her nipples, bit their teeth lightly, licked her tongue and kissed her body, began to move higher. He kissed his neck, leaned on his elbow, took his penis with his second hand and put his head on Vika’s hole, chatted with his member, shaking him. I poked it in the ass hole, then it was shallow to the narrowest point of the entrance to the vagina. Vika was lying with her eyes closed and her knees parted. Letting go of my dick, I poked my Vika over my tits and pressed a little harder. A little miscalculated and the head penetrated inside. The vagina has a tight spot clasped a bridle at a head. Vick grabbed me by the shoulders and moaned softly. And yet, no longer responded to my penetration into it. But I did not move deeper. On the contrary, pulled out a member, leaving the head at the entrance to this charming and yet unexplored cave. And then I took the penis with my hand and began to rub my head against the cleater. Vika often breathed again with her nose, continuing to lie with her eyes closed. My excitement was the strongest. I got on my knees, lifted Vikina's thighs, rubbed a member on her face. Then, holding Vika’s legs under her knees with one hand, I pressed my penis to her pussy with my other hand and with my hips I reached the apogee. Finished the girl and the stomach and pubis and the very pussy. Squeezed the remnants of sperm by hand. He knocked his head on Vicki’s cropped pubis, rubbed his head on her thighs, slammed his palm over the bun - That's it, and that's all right. Just giving herself to caress girl - I smiled and let go of her legs. She ran her hand over her stomach and pubis, then looked at her hand wet from sperm, continuing to lie with her legs apart.

- Well, everything is free - I stroked her knee and crawled back, kneeling, then sat down on the edge of the sofa, pulled on my panties, got up, pulling on the shorts, buttoned them up and left the room to the bathroom. There he rinsed, put on the same pants, put on his shorts and went into the kitchen. Vick emerged from the toilet and jumped into the vacant bathroom.

I turned on the kettle, took out plates with sliced ​​different meats and cheese from the fridge. He got the already sliced ​​loaf he bought and made himself coffee with milk and sugar, began to eat sandwiches.

As Vika came out of the bathroom, I did not notice, but I heard her in the room with someone talking quietly on the phone. Then she came to the kitchen only in a men's shirt, sat down on a chair - Pasha called while I was in the bathroom. I called him back. He said that he would come early today - she quietly told me this information.

- Wonderful. I will drink coffee now and go on business. You, too, let's sing something, drink tea or coffee. And cook something for dinner. I bought minced meat there and cooled chicken. Maybe some soup you cook, feed the men - I smiled.

She looked at me incessantly, for a few seconds and without looking away she asked - did you have potatoes, onions, carrots? -

- Yes, in the refrigerator, in the lower boxes lies. Look here, where it lies. If Pasha comes before me, eat with him, do not wait for me, agreed? - I looked at her.

- Yeah - she nodded, continuing to look at my face - I understood - and only then she turned her head, looking at the table, made herself a sandwich and bit off, slowly sat down. I finished my coffee, put the cup in the sink, went into the room, changed clothes, went out into the corridor, put on the shoes and said loudly - animeshka, close the bolt door behind me. There are no spare keys, so for now. We will ring the doorbell or intercom. I left and opened the door to the entrance, closing the door behind me and not waiting for Vika to close the door to the bolt, went to the elevator, called him and drove down when the doors of the arriving elevator opened before me.

I went to a madam, who once gave the keys to her ion hut, never used them, just called up to me if I wanted mating. I took the keys from her, chatted with her a bit at the entrance. I didn’t go home to her, and she didn’t really insist. Then he just walked, ate ice cream and about ten in the evening returned home.

Pasha was already at home and they had already eaten. Vika prepared a nice chicken soup. Having promised for tomorrow the cutlets that you have tried, you will just lick your fingers. We drank some vodka, talked. Pashka told how his internship day was and tomorrow he will go to work. Vika behaved quite naturally, sometimes looking at me and immediately looked at Pasha, smiled at him. And I looked at Vika and thought - soon I will try all your holes and more than once. Today was just the beginning -

And then I went to sleep, still drinking in a pile, leaving Vika and Pashka together in the kitchen.