we kissed.

As is often the case, tactile sensations from touching the lips overshadow all others. And when we broke away from each other, and I opened my eyes, I was simply stunned. With my right hand, I hugged Tanya by the waist, and I pressed her to me, and in the left - I held the box with the badge between us, and she rested against my solar plexus, and Tanya in the right breast.

A second later, I removed my hand from the back of the girl, and took two steps back.

“Here,” with an absolutely stupid look, I handed her a box with a badge.

She silently took it and put it back in the closet. Then we burst out laughing.

Tanya poked her face into my shoulder and continued laughing ... no, laughing. I hugged her, hugging her, and tried, through laughter, to whisper something like: “calm down”

The effect was completely opposite. The laughter slowly began to flow into hysterics.

Trying to somehow calm down, I kissed Tanya again. First - in the left cheek, then - in the right. And when a shadow of surprise slid across her face, and she stopped laughing for a second — I kissed her passionately on the lips.

Tanya responded to my kiss, wrapped her arms around the neck.

After some time, a passionate kiss moved us from a vertical position to a horizontal one. I sat Tanya on the coffee table. She waved her hands and tipped the fruit basket on the floor.

With an accurate and fast movement, I untied the belt on the girl's robe, opened it. There was no linen under the bathrobe. I began to greedily and passionately kiss the girl in the neck, breasts, nipples - sticking out of excitement. Again kissed Tanya on the lips.

She at this time took off her robe and just lay down on the glass tabletop.

I returned to studying the girl's body with the help of lips and tongue, covering it with kisses. I went down to the stomach, kissed the navel, and headed down to where the well-groomed, smooth and neat triangle of hair stuck out, and slender legs began.

Tanya spread her legs, presenting my eyes - her vagina.

Several times I ran my fingers over the pubis, I slightly opened my lips and felt the clitoris with my tongue.

Tanya breathed deeply, with a sharp movement took me by the hair, lifted herself on her elbow and pulled me upwards. I obeyed, our lips joined again in a kiss. After that, the girl pushed me slightly, sat down, and began to unbutton my pants. Soon my dick was in her hands. A few short confident (I would say verified) movements of a squeezed palm on the penis finally turned my phallus into a standing position. After that, Tatiana sat back again, spread her legs, as if suggesting to me - to enter it.

What I did, I note - not without pleasure.

Twenty minutes of reciprocation led first to Tanya, and the moto and me to the first orgasm that night. Collecting fruit from the floor, in the basket, hoisted it back on the table. He laid clean sheets, and ... We continued to indulge in carnal pleasures.

By four o'clock in the morning, I, squeezed like a lemon, with a trembling in my knees, just rolled over to the edge of the bed. And the sperm itself poured out of me into the condom, there was no power even to remove it from the penis, not that to go to the shower. Near Tanya was breathing heavily. I nevertheless removed the condom, tied it in a knot and threw it to the door and ... fell asleep ...

I woke up in the morning from the fact that somewhere, vying with each other, two phones rang very aggressively.

Tatyana's head lay on my right hand, and her left hand, lying on my stomach, firmly held her wrist. I just couldn’t get free, so I rudely pulled my hand out from under the girl’s head, and then she woke up.

- What happened? - Opening one eye, Tatyana muttered.

- Phones are breaking.

From these words, she jumped out of bed and rushed to the door of the room. I stumbled, fell. I shouted a word that was not appropriate for a decent girl and added:

- What time is it?

“Five to eleven.” Where are you going? - I was holding both my phones and hers in my hands.Raised from the floor, next to the bed.

On the display of her smartphone, the letters “MAMA” glowed, on my - “Pug mob”.

- Who? - For some reason she asked in a whisper, pulling out my phone from my hands.

- Mama...

- Alo Mamul, I'm fine, just ... - I didn't hear anything more, since Tanya left the room and closed the door behind her.

Max has already disconnected, I had to call back myself.

- What are you not taking the phone?

“We slept ...” I breathed, “why are you so early?”

- Slept through!? - With interest and surprise, I asked the voice in the phone. “Has anything happened this night?”

- Fuck off! What did you want?

- Aaaaa ... everything is clear. Well, that's what, we will be in ten minutes.

- Dude, not rolling, we just got still in the shower is necessary, here and there, ...

- Here you go "here and there" and then, at night, you will do it. - He interrupted me.

“At least half an hour, Max, otherwise I won't let you go.”

- Twenty minutes! And you have breakfast. - After which he dropped the call.

I left the room and went to the bathroom. At this time there went Tanya.

“Stop,” I called, “let the teeth clean quickly.”

And wiped her shoulder.

- What are you doing?

- In twenty minutes Porushin with Moiseenko will come here. For lunch. So fsto I go out, and you bystro in the shower. - I said the last phrase already, having put the brush in my mouth.

When I left, Tanya was already standing in front of the door with a towel and clothes in her hands.

- I fry scrambled eggs and toast quickly.

- Come on! - Tanya closed the door and clicked the lock.

While the scrambled eggs were fried with sausages, and the bread was browned, I half-rubbed the face with an old razor from a traveling briefcase, peering into the dull-tinted glass of the kitchen cabinet.

- Well, you can see ... - Tatyana's voice rang out from behind her back. With two fingers, she held the same condom that I tied and threw on the floor last. - Scatter children in the corners. - She laughed and sent the condom in the trash.

- Then cook yourself, and I'm in the shower. Maybe - still have time.

- Easy - snorted girl. She took the spatula out of my hands.