- And you? - Nikita has already got cancer near me and in front of Vika, who has divorced her legs.

- And I will wash you a little, then I will play and prepare for a stormy climax.

- Well - Nikita said confidentially, turned to Vika and reached for her kisulka.

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Nikita started washing Vika between her legs, sometimes penetrating into her fingers, kissing, licking.

- Yes! Yes! Nikita, honey, more! - moaning Vick.

I was abstracted from their pleasure. I noticed how Nikita gently soaped Vika with her fragrant shower gel. I obviously took Nikitskin male Old Spice. She generously squeezed the slide on his back and began to soap him with stroking movements. She gave him half of his back, then the lower back, paid due attention to his white ass and the wrinkled place between the buns. Nikita was carefully shaved there. Then his hips covered with foam. Finally, I lathered his scrotum and penis dangling down. The latter responded adequately to the massage with female playful hands and the abundance of unusual lubrication. Continuing to lather him lightly and caressing along the way, I felt how he became harder with my every move. A little more and in my hands turned out to be a completely solid member, now not hanging out, but looking down at a 45 degree angle. He twitched a little in anticipation and reacted strongly with a warm pulsation on my stroking with soapy hands.

“Wash it off,” I said quietly, and sent streams of water towards Nikita.

He twitched a bit, then relaxed more and bent, letting me wash off all the foam. Vika, by that time, was already clean and gladly received delicious kuni from her boyfriend. I looked at her. The mouth is open, eyes rolled up, the tongue wanders, breathing quickened. With one hand she twisted her curls, the other pressed Nikita by the head to her reddened crotch. Sometimes her fingers walked through his wet hair, crushing them, biting into them, twitching him. Nikita was twitching, but he didn’t stop caressing.

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I stood next to him in the same way with cancer, only my ass was not far from his head. With my left hand I wrapped my arms around his belly and pressed her against his pubic hair. Light touches of claws, I walked through his pubis. Exciting, exciting, but not letting come. The second hand, I took him by the dick. It was just as easy, I drove up and down, jerking off a hard Nikitkin member. He started making passes with his thighs, trying to fuck my hand, wanting to find a hole that you can enter, have fun and discharge. I let go of his penis a little, and my chin lay on his tip.

- A little more, kitten - I pressed a little on his lower back, forcing him to bend.

Now I had a gorgeous view of the shriveled little ring of his anus, a hard, blood-filled scrotum and a twitching penis that was still in my hand. My tongue lay exactly in the center of the shrunken, dark ringlets. He smelled like a man's shower gel and cleanliness. I licked gently, then more and more. Removing my hand from his belly, I pressed the thumb of my thumb over the anus.

- And once - I whispered to myself, pushing deep into Nikitkin anus.

He twitched a little, but knowing that I would not do anything like this, but only to bring him to pleasure, I bent even more. Licking around, I inserted my thumb and quickly felt for the right place. Minimal movement of the finger, so as not to irritate the gentle male sphincter. Circular caressing movements of a finger with slight pressure. Every second, Nikitka sagged more and more until he reached his maximum. Now he was standing in such a way that he could easily take in a pretty penis, but I was not playing with him. Oh no! Today Nikita will remain a man and squeeze the most out of his body.His penis twitched, with the end hanging loose drops, which meant that the prostate promassirovana and ready to emit abundant volumes of sperm and stagnant preeyakulyata. This orgasm will give him a storm of emotions and a lot of pleasure. And Vika, too, will not remain unsatisfied. I knew Nikita very well, his potential, opportunities and endurance. Vic is waiting for a sweet and glorious fuck, from the moment of the first penetration to the moment of rapid outpouring of sperm.

- Get up, kitty - I whispered Nikita.

We have risen. Vika opened her eyes, looking dumb at us. Now we were standing on our knees, in front of Vika, who was sitting on a shelf. I just shoved Nikita closer to her and clung to him from behind. Wagging my hips, I rubbed my steamed skin against his pumped-up buttocks. With one hand, I held his penis, leading over Vika’s intimate sponges. I held Nikita with my second hand, stroking Vika on the stomach and inner side of the thigh. I lightly touched her big labia, and Vika started. I entered a pair of fingers and made a “scissors” gesture inside it. The fingers were warm and wet. Continuing to drive my Nikitkin member on my Vika's pussy with one hand, I took my second hand out of her. Fingering with my fingertips on the stone penis, I leaned to the right side of his head.

- Do you want her? - I whispered in his ear and sucked lobe.

Nikita said nothing, just tried to nod and made a ridiculous pass hips forward. From this movement, his penis used my clenched hand like a vagina, and Nikita sat down a bit. It was dangerous!

- Not so fast, kitten - I whispered, breaking away from his lobe.

Releasing the penis, I deftly grabbed his scrotum and pulled it slightly down and back. Potential Nikitin orgasm immediately faded.

- Now he is yours!

I shoved Nikita forward, at the same time pulled Vika by the thigh towards myself. She easily slipped off the wet shelf and sat clearly on top of Nikita, on his cock sticking up with a stake.

- Ah!

- Oh!

I got up and slowly moved back.

- Have fun.

I gently stepped out of the shower, firing a whole cloud of steam. The last thing I saw was nervously twitching, moving Nikita's buttocks, driving her dick into the Vikino womb and her smiling face.

“Thank you,” she whispered with her lips alone.

I just bowed slightly, wrapped myself in a towel and closed the shower door, leaving the young ones to bask in the steam of the clubs.

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Wrapping a steamed body in a terry towel, and then in homemade cotton pajamas - this is still a pleasure. The bedroom was empty. I made the bed, remembering how many of my juices and screams I saw, and soaked up this bed.

- Something long you? - Sasha appeared from the private master bathroom.

- Yes there ... - I waved my hand. - Helped the little guys to relax.

- Can you help me? - Sasha climbed onto the bed.

- Well, I do not know - I came up and sat next to the edge.

- How do I not know? - he quickly pulled me to him and put me on top.

Now I sat facing him, astride him, with his hands on my lower back and no chance of escaping. However, I had no thoughts, no desires to run away.

- Well?

- Of course I'll help. Why am I wondering so far?

- Do you want to eat?

- I don't eat so late.

- Well, yes - he lifted my pajamas and touched the stomach. - We keep the line to always be slim, toned and sexy.

- Something like that.

We fell silent. The pause dragged on. I sighed, leaned over and kissed him. At first he did not answer, then he realized it and answered that he was already full. Now I have already passed back a little, my cheeks have reddened, I have felt how I blush and heat up.

“You look gorgeous - his hand stroked my cheek while I shyly clapped my eyelashes.

I looked around.

“We’ll take this here,” he pulled up the folded quilt.

Now he was a wall and a back for sitting me.

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