1. Freedom from ordinariness. Part 1
  2. Freedom from ordinariness. Part 2
  3. Freedom from ordinariness. Part 3
It was an ordinary February evening. I tilted back into my black computer chair and thought about how the coming weekend would go. At that moment, Katyukha was sitting under the table and giving me a blowjob. This is a familiar process for us. After work, I sit down to play an online game for the computer, and Katya, who loves crawling, takes her usual place and interrupts my game.

- Maybe this weekend we go somewhere? - a little groan, I ask my girlfriend.
- Mm ... - she mumbled in response.
- Sweetie, before you say anything, you need to remove the penis from behind the mouth - smiling, I told her.
- And before you begin to slander, do not forget, between whose teeth is your head - smiling, she answered me.
- Well, I'm serious. Our life has become ordinary with you. Keep on sucking and listening. So, m, a little deeper. Umnichka. Well duck here. We are with you for a long time our life is not enriched by anything, Even sexually.
I felt how hard it was for her to breathe, but she knew what she was doing. She controlled the process. Mounting on my dick, she did not think about oxygen. She thought about the passion, which recently between us had not had time to be born, was already dying. And now my dick swells. At the moment, I feel almost every pulsing vein on my penis. And so. I finish. Much and often. My girl does not miss a drop, not squeamish. I close my eyes and fall into a second coma.

- A long time ago, a guy on the course has been driving me over. - said Kate, who climbed out from under the table unnoticed by me.
Speaking of Kate. She was not from the Miss World of girls, but from Miss Friend, bro, bro. She was not tall, 165 cm, with light brown hair, blue eyes. Fairly slim and fit, and not just like that - a lover of fitness. Well, respectively, the ass was right. Like the chest. Pale pink nipples. From the category - I want to hurt and at the same time caress.
- and? - I'm wary.
- Well. Simply, I began to notice that when he manifests his pressure, I start to get a little wet - Kate replied, flushing red.
- Sorry? - I frowned.

- Well, do not be angry and do not be offended. You say yourself that our life has become ordinary. So I wanted to take a sip of forbidden, but fresh air. - with some pride said Katya.
- And you did? - I continued to frown.
- Not! I told you, I just wanted to. - Kate came up to me from the back, starting to do a massage - Well, zay. Let's try. I will give good to this guy, and after that I will bring to you that girlfriend whom you often stare at.
- This is what? - falling into the paint, I asked.
- Oh, don't play it.
- Well, I do not even know. I need to think.
- Think. And now I need your hand, my lord.
- Oh yeah! - I winked at her.
After that, she took my hand and put it in her panties. My fingers began their next wandering. Katya groaned.

(How would you like to see this “guy off course?”)

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  • February 14, 2019 6:28

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