showing both men strong breasts. Stepan, as if spellbound, looked at them, and Matveich smoked while smoking. Lena got up and wet streams from her face flowed into the bodice cups. The skin immediately became a goose, and she shivered chilly. Stepan gave her a towel. In the kitchen, the kettle whistled and I opened the window and shouted to them about it. After a couple of minutes, everyone was at home. Lenka went to dress, and we, at the suggestion of the owner, slapped one by one and by thirds.

“Drink, drink, so as not to catch a cold after bathing,” said Matveich, my head was already noisy on an empty stomach.

My wife left after half an hour, her hair, dressed all in the same terry robe. She refused the offer to drink, pouring herself a large cup of tea. Stepan and Matveich trained to alcohol sat in no one eye, but I relaxed completely after the fifth. Holding my head with my hand, I idly looked at those sitting at the table. Stepan said goodbye and went to his room, and our company moved into the hall and, under the news broadcasting television, sat on the sofa. My wife sat between the house owner and me, and bare knees protruded from under her robe. I slowly began to fall asleep, and when Lena called me, it was so lazy to respond that I said nothing.

“Your hubby is weak,” Matveyitch laughed. “In everything, so weak?”

Slightly opening one eye, I saw how a hairy hand was on top of a bare knee. My wife looked at her, then at me, but did not remove her hand.

- Do you remember how you went to the bath?

- I remember - Lenka whispered.

“And I also remember,” he answered her, and his hand began to crawl lower, dropping the floors of her robe, exposing her thighs.

She glanced at me again, her cheeks were pink. Matveich's hand dropped to the end and slowly spread her legs. Under the robe were white panties. Fingers lay on the crotch and through the panties pressed down on the swelling sponge. My wife sat with her thighs thrown back.

- Please old man - asked Matveich pointing to the rising pants.

She looked in my direction again, but I did not show signs of life. His wife began to stroke the knoll on her underpants, and Matveich's hand stroked her hair. Having crushed her breasts, he released his household from the family. A large hairy penis, with a bared dark blue prick, sticking up. She meekly opened her mouth, and lowered her head to the standing stake. The head immediately disappeared into it and Lena began to suck it slowly. It was visible, as the barrel of his penis pulsed, ever increasing in size. The big head disappeared in a mouth wide open, hairy groin moved to the meeting pushing it further. Lena coughed, apparently he rested against her throat. She took the dick with her hand and took it out of her mouth to catch her breath. I, slightly spying, again was amazed at the size. Having a little moved a hand on a trunk, shifting dark skin to a head and back, Lena again took it in a mouth and began to suck, accelerating rate. From the side it was visible, as she sits on a member. A couple of minutes was enough for her to bring Matveich to orgasm. He groaned loudly and began to cum in her mouth. I saw my wife's throat move, swallowing portions of sperm. Lifting her head, she cast a quick glance at me. I was asleep". Stroking her on the head, Matveich put the falling member in panties and, as if nothing had happened, continued to watch TV.

“You are a very good girl,” the old man said with feeling.

His wife raised her blue eyes to him and blushed. This is probably the only compliment that could be heard from him.

- wake up hubby and put him to bed

- Wake up native - there was a hot whisper in the ear and the sour smell of someone else's sperm hit in the nose.

*****

Today we have again worked for the glory. The repair was in full swing, soot was removed from the walls and ceiling, preparing for painting, and during the short lunch break we chose a wallpaper coloring on the Internet.

- It’s a pity Nikita Andreich is absent, he also works for the construction market, would have helped with the purchase - said Lena.

But there were still no neighbors, and we will have to buy it ourselves. For that, Vanka showed up, he did it all these days, until his parents were gone to sleep at home and when he saw the fire was stunned. He was confused in our kitchen and turned his head.

- Well, things - he stretched - Listen, how do you live here? After all, there is no food to cook, nothing, maybe you will live with me? - his eyes have become cunning.

“No, no, Matveich sheltered us,” Lena replied immediately, as if she were afraid that I would agree to his proposal.

It seemed to me, or in the eyes of Vanka flashed jealousy? Roly completely wilted.

- But we will gladly visit you today - Lenka took pity on the guy and looked at me, nodded, why not.

- Can you make a bath? - suddenly exclaimed Vanka - Though as a human swim.

- Yes, we are agree! - immediately said his wife - Maybe Ilya Matveyevich also go?

I looked at her, Lenka was obviously tricky, so I’ll play along to her.

- Let's ask him - I answered.

Roly rotated a little with us and went to his contented to prepare the bathhouse. In the evening we got tired and returned to the house of Matveich. On the proposal to steam up, he naturally agreed. Hinting that his friend Stepan would not mind the old bones too. My wife looked at me, waiting for my answer.

- Let him sweat it, if Vanka is not against it, his bath is - I said.

Half an hour later my wife and I were in the bath. Roly tried, he drowned well. While I helped him bring more wood, Lena quickly undressed, tied a towel and went to the steam room. Immediately Matveyitch came with Stepan and after his wife we ​​all sat down to warm up. I remembered our last stay here. Looking at my wife and the men sitting next to me, I imagined in my mind what might have happened. Lena, with her eyes closed, enjoyed the warmth. Her skin was already covered in tiny drops of sweat and gleamed seductively in the light of the dim lamp. I caught a glance at Stepan. He devoured his wife with his eyes. Judging by his muddy pupils, he was decently merry. When Vanka got up to steal a couple and everyone started moving, I quietly told Lena.

- Stepan right now, probably finish, looking at you.

She cast a quick glance at him, he was still staring.

“Poor thing,” she said.

- Will you wish? - I asked and my heart pounded.

- Can?

- Can!

- And we will sweat brooms? She asked loudly.

- Damn brooms! - Roly forgot to bring them from home.

- Bati have something to drink? - asked Matveich.

- There is something in the dressing room in the fridge - the guy said, leaving to correct the joint.

“I'm on reconnaissance,” said Matveich, and got up after him.

Left three, I pushed my wife to the side.

“It's hot,” she said, and unleashing a towel began to wipe her wet skin.

- Aren't you hot? She asked Stepan.

He just nodded. Lenka stood up in full growth opening a towel. The man stared at her slim body. The towel visibly stirred, rising in the groin area. His wife tied back a towel and went out with the words "I'm in the shower." Stepan sat not alive or dead.

- Maybe rinse too? - I asked.

He nodded, and we went out into the shower. Lenok had already wiped off after a cool shower and Stepan had the opportunity to appreciate her strong buns. I undressed and stepped under the stream of water. Stepan only after Lenka came undressed and began to wash. I had the opportunity to evaluate his farm. The middle but plump process sank in curly thickets. In the dressing room Matveich drank, and his wife told him about the repair. We sat down and too, one by one. Vanka ran past with brooms, carried them to steam in boiling water. Mentally after sitting after the stories about the hunt, Stepan, as it turned out, was fond of it, until his hands shook from the glasses, our company went to steam. The brooms were ready and after sitting warm, Matveich asked who was the first. Lenka readily jumped up, throwing off the towel and lay her ass up. Matveich began to whip her from the skin blushing stained. Paul had hundreds of blows and he ordered her to roll over. The blows became a little more tender and he walked once from the chest to the tips of his legs ... Read more →