“Oh, Denis Viktorovich, how much do you have of her, and she is so delicious, you should have drank her,” the woman said, rising from her knees and wiping her slobbering mouth with the back of her hand.
- Fuu. Well, Natalya ... well, you and the craftswoman, - squeezing out the words the man said, - sucked so much, sucked all the eggs, - and stretched out his hands pressed the female body in front of him, stretching her neck in search of wet lips, whispered - Come here go ...
The woman leaned over and wrapped her arms around the neck of the man and put her shiny mouth up, her hand slipped down and clutching at the gradually weakening, but still sticking out member of the penis, threw her fingers around her, which gently, appreciatively crushed him, slightly twitched the limp folds of the flesh and pulling away from the man in a worried whisper, I said: Denis Viktorovich, I still want to do it ... the last one ... quickly ... while he stands ... let's ... huh?

Denis Viktorovich somehow squinted at the insatiable woman and in his eyes flashed fright.
- Natashka, well, you ... - the doctor began to say something, but Natalya, with a powerful finger at his lips, did not let him finish speaking.
- My dear, do not say anything, you just sit, I will do everything myself, sit ... myself, myself.
The ember of lust again began to flare up in a woman's body, and even I who stood outside the door, as it seemed to me, felt this heat, which began to emanate from her excitement.

Natalya, threw back the interfering floors of the dressing gown, threw a leg over the bent men's knees, and bent, sent the protruding dick into her descending vagina and sighed sweetly - sank. Pussy, making a champing sound, snorted and eagerly sucked the voluptuous prey. The woman, meanwhile, settling herself more comfortably on the sweet throne, pushed her hips, twisted, and tilting her head back began to begin smooth, undulating movements with her whole body, putting forward her swollen boobs. The man was sitting with a soft doll and it was clearly visible that the intercourse that had begun so far did not give him any pleasure, although he tried to paw on Natashkin's ass with his hands and catch her tight nipples sticking with pegs in his mouth.

Natalya gradually flared up, her movements became more confident and more confident, and the wet sucking sounds of her vagina filled the viewing room, from which, my lower back was covered with small drops of sweat, and small cold goosebumps of arousal ran down my back and pleasantly tickled my ass and dived into my crotch, sweet a wave ran through the walls of the vagina making them flutter and bursting out on the tip of the clitoris exploded with a sweet languor, almost bringing me to orgasm. My hips trembled and it cost me an incredible effort, but I still managed to pull my hand out of my soaked cowards and stop pulling at my pussy until the moment when a moan of pleasure was out of my mouth and I would find myself.
During the time I came to my senses after a failed orgasm, the man came to life, the burning body of the woman scorched him with his passion and now he fully participated in the intercourse confidently waving the hips of the woman jumping on them and swinging the eggs as deep as possible into his female body rescued organ.

This intercourse of lovers was not, as the previous, exhausting battle. It was fleeting, hot and passionate. The lovers literally planted their copulating organs on each other, arched and groaned and fell into each other's arms. The chair creaked under them for the last time, subsided.
Procedural once again plunged into silence. The noises of an awakening city and the morning insistent verification of awakened birds again became clearly heard through the open window.
First, woke up Natasha.She led her shoulders, pulled up a wet robe stuck to the back and already ritually stretched a satisfied cat easily jumped off the doctor’s knees, a member of which, now completely exhausted, sniffed, fell out of the female pussy, and hung over the testicles of the digested sausage and let the long matte slit to the floor.

“Oh, how fucking it was ...” a happy rider sang once more, spreading her blissful smile, rejoining her caramel body, under the first timid rays of the rising morning sun, which gradually began to fill the room with their light through the long unwashed windows.
- Well, you give Natalya ... - reviving, with a squeezed lemon, Denis Viktorovich muttered.
- I give, I give and even as I give! - the woman giggled cheerfully - I adore sex, and especially fuck.
- Yes, you do, and then you still ask why you are a miracle. You are not just a miracle, but also a fucking miracle, lustful and insatiable, and very beloved. How many women I had, but you are worth ten. But your husband was lucky, you probably do not get off of him. And maybe not lucky ...
- He was exactly lucky with me, but I ... I think he is already afraid of me.
- Jammed?

“Aha, and in the literal sense, he already shies away from me,” the woman giggled again and turned away from the window and took out a pack of gauze tampons from the glass cabinet. Then turning around, she took a step to the side and stood up so that the doctor could see her naked body as much as possible, her abdomen was sticking out and began to wipe her thighs soaked with sperm and mucus with tampons.
- Well, Denis Viktorovich, you also didn’t let me. Probably a liter no less. There are already how many tampons exhausted, - Natasha shook her head in the direction of the dustbin in which the heap of spoiled gauze gradually grew, - and everything flows out and out of the hole.
And Natasha, twisting and protruding her hips, began to demonstrate to the doctor how she put a clean tampon on her vagina and pulled a piece of wet gauze out of herself. Denis Viktorovich apparently didn’t expect such shamelessness from his subordinate to stare wide open, eyes and mouth, involuntarily reaching out to the still dirty with secretions that began to dry out and turn into white crusts, jerking his penis.

- Stop! - Natashka squeaked and straightened up - leave him, he poor thing, and so today has accumulated. Let something and my wife get it. I'm not greedy. Denis Viktorovich, that's it, I won't confuse you anymore. It seems to be no longer flowing and good. I change at home to wash up. Let me better clean your fucker. - and taking several tampons out of the pack, she knelt in front of the man.
“And it’s good that you can let me down today, or else you would have flown,” added a woman, by the way, grinning.
- What are you, still not inserted a spiral? - vperepnyh doctor.
“But whoever inserts it, you don’t have time for anything, or when you have time, you prefer to insert something else into me,” said Natasha in the same tone as the doctor, picking up a member of the man, she spat on it and began to carefully wipe dried stains from it.
- So long ago I would say, you are silent, but I thought you had already set. So at least I would have taken the pill - carefully, watching the manipulations of the woman said Denis.

- She, - the woman stretched out and lifting the penis began to clean the bag with the testicles, - I do not like chemistry, I like the coil more.
- Natasha, a friend from Israel brought me a spiral, I wanted to insert my wife, but you had better, you and I are more often fucked. Do you want Get in the chair. Five minutes and all.
“And who does not want that, besides, is Israel Rail,” said Natalia in syllables, “but not now.” Now I do not want, I have to wash myself, otherwise I have that cocktail party. We will be on duty next time, and you will insert and test it right there. Only Denis Viktorovich do not forget, you promised me. Everything! Clean, like a cat glitters, just look for yourself, and she pulled back, shook the member who started swelling again in the air.

- Well, is it really clean? Wow, honey, you are mine, and without waiting for a response from the man, Natasha sharply leaned over and wrapped her lips around the swelling flesh of the man and began eagerly sucking on her, sharply lifting her trunk with her hand.
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