And now, this very Irka, will live with us, in the room of the grandmother. Threatening to ruin all my plans, and I didn’t want to meet with Irka at all, and even more so that she lived with us. Mother somehow tried to show me Irkin a photo that Aunt Masha sent to her, but I waved it off.

But, the sad news about the arrival of Irka turned out to be not the only ones on that day.

Maya, my girlfriend, said that she would not be able to go anywhere, - the relatives said that they would not let me go and put it in the country, she said sadly when we met me and had sex.

- I also have news - I sighed - my mother’s daughter’s friend comes to us and will live here, the grandmother’s room -

Maya was alert, looking at me - why does she come? -

- Study at the Institute. I entered the same place where I study. Mother advised them so - stroking Maya's nipple with a finger, I answered.

She sat on the couch, hugging her knees - Beautiful? - Maya was interested in it.

- I have no idea. I saw her five years ago and did not communicate anymore - I answered.

Maya sighed and lay down again - “I will not give it to anyone,” she said softly, putting my hand on her chest and holding her tightly to her.

I began to kiss Maya's face with kisses, then I looked into her eyes - And I don’t need anyone else - and began kissing her lips, squeezing her boob in my hand.

Maya was awesome chick. I was drawn to her. Slim, with great tits, simpotnaya, with a sporty ass and muscular thighs. She was an athlete. Even when we were fucking, Maya was taking kinky poses. When I threw my legs over my shoulders, I didn’t bend their knees, keeping my legs straight. Standing with cancer, my back was bending very strongly, and I famously pulled the girl onto the penis. But in the mouth she did not take it in the ass did not give. She said that she eats in her mouth, and her ass is needed to crap. That there is a special place that nature has created in order to fuck there. I do not know, I had enough and I was satisfied with this alignment. Although attempts made, offering just suck my dick, not ending in her mouth. But Maya stood firmly in her, but at the same time allowing her to cum into the vagina. She said that she was taking pills.

Irku I also went to meet, mother insisted. Type things need to help drag, and indeed, it will be right.

When Irka got out of the car, I didn't recognize her at all. If she did not happily cuddle with my mother, I would not even understand that this is Irka. She put her suitcase on wheels and hugged her mother, and I stood a little distance away and watched, looking at the girl. Over the past five years, she has changed a lot. I became pretty, I would even say that I was beautiful. Her hair is long, but she no longer has become a blonde, but a brown-haired one. Thin, tall, almost from my height. But thinness was very pleasant. Irka was wearing summer tight-fitting jeans and a loose, not long, T-shirt, not tucked into pants and Czech. Hips are not wide, beautiful ass, and the chest has not grown. Even a bra under a shirt, could not hide that small boobs.

- Have you decided to paint yourself? - smiling, asked her mother, holding Irka by the shoulders and looking at her.

- Yes, Aunt Nagy, but everybody starts joking at once, that the blondes are all stupid - Irka laughed.

- Well, in vain. This hair color should be proud of. Natural blondo. - again hugged Irka, said mother.

- I will start to learn, then I will accept the natural color - Irka laughed, also hugging her mother.

And then she looked at me, as when I was with them, with a thoughtful, appraising glance, I approached myself, smiled and hugged - hello -

“Hello,” I replied, slightly wrapping her around the waist, not expecting Irka to do that — never grew up — I said quietly and laughed.

- I - she smiled and gently pinched my stomach - everything suits me. And you began to look cool -

- You, too, to be honest - I admitted - I became a cool chick -

- Not a girl, but a girl - the mother interjected - Andryush, what kind of expressions! -

- Yes, let Aunt Nagy laugh - Irka laughed - this is now the everyday name of the girls, the guys -

“Now, let somewhere else apply such names, and here it is not necessary,” answered the mother.

- Chick and chick, what's wrong with this word? - I complained.

- Chicks in the stalls bleat. And girls, not cows - the mother said instructively.

- How to say - I laughed.

- Dare, dare - mother smiled - take the luggage and drag it to the car -

- Here, listen to my mother - Irka laughed.

I sighed and did not answer, took the suitcase by the handle and rolled it along the platform, walking a little distance away, after the mother with Irka and looking at Irka from behind.

The girl really looked cool, albeit boobs pumped up. Ass neat, legs, wrapped in jeans, smooth, slender. Even under the hanging t-shirt, it was clear that Irka had a narrow waist.

- I wish she could have blown it - I thought, staring at Irka's ass and not noticing that she sometimes looks at me, talking to my mother.

When they were loaded into the car, the mother called her friend, said that she had met, then she gave Irka to talk and then again chatted with Aunt Masha, said hello to Uncle Andrew, including from me. I grunted, at this time and Irka lightly pinched me by the side.

“You are shaking now,” I said quietly, looking at my mother and turning to Irka. And Irka showed me her tongue and laughed.

“All right, let's go - having finished talking, the mother said, and started the engine - buckle up - she reminded me. I buckled up and we moved.

“Your car is cool, Aunt Nagy,” said Irka.

- Only the loan was paid for it - the mother grinned, paid out five years. You also have to pay for teaching your idiot

- He is not a blockhead - Irka laughed, patting me on the shoulder - She studies at the institute, she has already finished the first course. We have some stupid girls there. Only know how to eat vodka -

- We have this kind of stuff too - the mother sighed, closely watching the road - Even some of his classmates are like that. From the army came and drink -

- You see, and you say that idiot. Not even a blockhead at all - Irka again stood up for me.

- Well, I did, the word is not picked up correctly - the mother laughed.

I sat and was silent, only grunted sometimes, when Irka stood up for me.

- Well, girls and boys, I went to earn a lot of money. I took time off from work to meet and have to go back - my mother looked at us when I brought things into the room where Irka-Irish will live now, you are boss here, feed my gavrik and you will sing. - turned to me - And you show her the city, go to the movies, meet your friends so that she will not be bored -

- City show on the bus? - I grunted.

“You’ll get the rights, then we’ll see, but for now on the shuttle bus,” the mother answered.

- I can not without rights - I grinned.

- Without rights, you can only wash the machine, and not ride it. Say thank you for sometimes allowing you to drive outside the city. Everything, I ran, until - mother kissed me on the cheek - be smart, you are already adults, adults, you yourself will understand how to build relationships

- Is this a conspiracy? - I grinned.

- And if only so - the mother laughed.

- Come on, Irka laughed - no one claims you -

- Well, everything will figure it out for yourself, pretend, not pretend. I ran. While Irish, do not give yourself a grudge - the mother laughed and quickly went to her shoes. She took the bag and the car keys and left, slamming the door behind her.

I went to my room to change clothes. Irka stayed in her room.

When I left the room and went to the kitchen, the lights were on in the bathroom and water flowed. Irka was already taking a shower.

- Damn, I finally got washed, but the whole way there was a feeling that I smelled of this car - going into the kitchen, Irka said - And why are you sitting, not eating anything, not drinking? -

- Yes, that does not pull, hot - I replied, considering Irka. She came to ... Read more →