1. Invasion? Part 1
  2. Invasion? Part 5

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love, I took a blowjob.

My cheeks fall in, while the head swells more strongly under the influence of vacuum. Eight centimeters, which I limited to a cam, from about eighteen penis length, I have enough for self-enjoyment and memories of Alena's former abilities. And remembering that my former hypostasis just did not suck, I started looking for a brutality. I create a layer of lips above the teeth and firmly compress the penis. I'm starting to move my head slowly. At the exit, the crown of the head acts as a stop for which I stretch the faldus.

Arthur expressed his pleasure with a groan - now I increase the pace, and increase the amplitude. From the crown, all the way into your cam, which is shifted as close as possible to the scrotum. With the other hand, I continue to rub the clitoris and the petals of the bud.

I am kept from further insanity only by the desire not to offend my boyfriend, good breeding and presence in the apartment of my mother and father.

- I don’t know if other girls are telling the truth, but I liked it. - I told my beloved the truth. - And you?

- The pussy is better. But for your joy, we will subsequently immerse the penis in your mouth. - answered Arthur.

- If we are talking about a vagina, then come on without a kuni ... Oh, yes! Color! I'll cover your hand with your foot, and you ...

I did not finish. What is essentially the difference - whether the blood or not. We are not going to let such a film in the rental. The main thing is that I became a woman. Beloved woman. Better I give myself to sexual intercourse, than the performance of the role of hymen.

And it was worth it!

He leans on his elbows, and again I feel the weight of his body on me. At first, he moves slowly, freely going out and entering me. As I get used to feeling it inside me, my thighs begin to move uncertainly towards it. It moves faster and faster in a merciless, unrelenting rhythm, and I pick up this movement. My beloved, my passionate, squeezes my head with his hands and eagerly kisses, biting his lower lip. It is slightly shifting, and now I feel a familiar feeling growing somewhere deep inside me. I am a whole village, I tremble, I sweat myself ... O heaven ...! I did not know that this happens ... I didn’t even imagine what could be so good. Thoughts run away ... only sensations remain ... only he ... only I ... oh, please ...

- Come on, Alex! - he whispers almost silently.

From his words I fade, reaching the highest point of bliss, and break up into a thousand parts. Immediately after this, he penetrates even deeper and, with a groan exhaling my name, freezes, ending in me.

I still can not catch my breath, my heart is pounding with happiness, in my thoughts there is complete disorder. Wow ... That was awesome. I open my eyes: Arthur still rests his forehead on my forehead, his eyes are closed, his breathing is uneven. He opens his eyes and meets my gaze. And only then slowly comes out of me.

- Oh! - I shudder from unfamiliar sensations: two orgasms ... willy-nilly you break up into pieces, as if in a washing machine drum they scrolled, stunned. I didn’t even know that my body could be released like a taut spring, with such enthusiasm, with such indescribable bliss.

“If your parents come in now, I will immediately ask for your hand.” - interrupted by frequent breaths and exhalations, said darling.

He continued to kiss me on the lips, nose, cheeks and neck. And I listened to the noise in the apartment - in fact, with my moans I could even wake up drunken parents. That will be Hochma.

The rhythmic sounds, reaching not from the next apartment, calmed me - drunk parents also pay tribute to the gods of intercourse.

She looked into Arthur's eyes. No, he does not hear the creaking of the bed of his parents - his eyes are languidly sleepy. It makes me happy - there is an opportunity to remember everything from the former life. Loved stroking my boobs, shoulder. I walked my hand over his cheek, the hairbrush.

“It turns out my parents adopted me! Ask them? And I need it? No, no and NO! I love and respect them too much! And my biological parents? What do I know about them? Need to remember! ”

10 comments
  • February 3, 2019 10:05

    Israel, you're just super, 10 + +

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  • February 3, 2019 10:31

    Thank you. Continued on the way.

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  • February 11, 2019 14:58

    Israel, you and so constantly amazed me with your fantasies and very extraordinary stories, and here ... I read without stopping and just fumbled! It is so unusual and even extraordinary! I even have goosebumps.
    I agree with the author of "argentos" - you're just super! 10 +

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  • February 15, 2019 23:55

    Your lyrics are just fun. Not to mention your fantasies.

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  • February 16, 2019 4:54

    Hello (those), Gennady. Read on - I myself am from my fiction in shock. Now, for example, I have driven myself to a dead end, now I am thinking up how to truly get out of it.

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  • February 21, 2019 2:22

    +++++10+++++

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  • February 21, 2019 21:23

    ABOUT! Hi, Wolf. Thanks for rating. Read the sequel, write reviews. Necessarily critical, so I understand what to improve.

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  • February 23, 2019 15:39

    Israel, what a critic! We are all stupefied. Yes, and your photo is stolen just!

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  • February 24, 2019 8:04

    I do not agree with you, dear! Criticism is needed to the author, like sandpaper carpenter - you need to strip off the roughness.

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  • Romses (a guest)
    April 3, 2019 15:40

    And I did not like it. I am not a literary critic, I can not describe exactly why I did not like it. Somehow messy, unemotional, not a story but as a summary. Well, this is my IMHO

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