The morning was great. The last time, waking up in the city, Bravin didn’t think that he would soon be traveling with such a beauty. And the fact that she would please him, and even with her mouth, did not fit his wildest dreams. Therefore, on awakening, he did not fully believe that yesterday morning was not the fruit of inflamed fantasy.

However, having opened his eyes, the boy calmed down - the elf was still sleeping on his chest. The raincoat slid down during the night, and the girl was sleeping on her back, so now, in the predawn twilight, it was easy to see the coveted hills of a greenish chest.

Unable to restrain himself, the boy extended his hand, not crushed by a young body, and, carefully, touched a dark green nipple. He, in the morning cool, was hard as a stone, and seemed to be ringing now.

- already woke up?

Sharply withdrawing his hand, Bravin drew attention to the bright blue eye, slyly looking at him from under the half-eyed century.

“P-p-sorry, Mr. Madam.”

- Scared? - the voice of the elf was full of fun, - Am I so terrible?

- N-no ...

“Then why did you put your hands away?”

The hand again sharply returned to the delicate chest.

- With two hands ...

Having straightened his hand and moving the girl to the center of his body, he clutched at her tender chest as ordered.

- More gently ... like this. So you have to touch me when I sleep with you.

“I obey, madam,” it seemed a little bit more, and he would go crazy with happiness.

- Ltd! I even feel like you can not wait! - Elf firmly took up the rebellious penis palm.

- Mrs.

“So will you be my servant?”

- Yes Milady! - heavy grip on the reproductive organ did not leave options for an answer.

- You swear?

- I swear on life! I will serve you forever!

“Good,” with your head resting, the elf moved her pelvis, sent a hard head to her sphincter, and, in one light movement, she took herself under the boy's moan, having planted the entire length.

With the force squeezing the small bosom of his mistress, not having survived such depraved acts, Bravin immediately discharged.

- Already all? - a little surprised Sindorel, - Quickly you.

- P-Sorry Mrs!

- For what? Ah ... I get it. The rich also competed - who longer. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. It suits me even more - saving time. I saw here, it seems, a willow ...

With these words, the maiden of the forest, disengaged from the weak embrace and went to the river.

Bravin still came to his senses for a long time, his cheeks were burning with such shame - the impossibility of satisfying the lady. Having coped with his thoughts, he nevertheless rose to his feet and began to search for his pants. Once dressed, he again lit the fire on old coals. When the branches crackled in the flame, a large shaggy fish plopped next to the guy.

“Bake it,” Sindorel said shortly, moving back to the river, wagging her hips beautifully. Now her hair was braided in a thick white braid with which water flowed in a stream.

Trying not to look at the naked body trail, Bravin pulled a sharp knife from his belt and began to clean and gut the fish, throwing scales and lumps right into the fire. Having finished cleaning, he wrapped the fish in the leaves of a tree growing nearby and shoved it into the coals. Soon a pleasant aroma of fried fish was carried over the glade.

By the time of readiness, the elf who had fallen back had returned. In her hands were three more fishes.

- This is our journey and in the evening with the morning.

Throwing on her raincoat, she rolled out the charred leafy bundle with her wand and clung to her half with her teeth. The new servant also received his piece.

- Sorry for no salt ... - seeing the maiden of the forest eating fish, it dawned on the guy, - Madam!

Thoroughly chewing a piece, she swallowed the fish.

- What?

- Do elves eat meat?

- They eat only this fish, and you thought I would eat grass?

- Excuse me, mistress.I was told that elves eat only greens and fruits.

- Wrong, just in our forest there is enough fruit for everyone, so killing an animal will be in vain, which is prohibited.

- Clear.

Then the absorption of the fish went silently. Finishing off his part, the guy looked at the maiden, who had not yet finished his meal. He was immediately hot and his pants were tight. The girl who was carried away by food did not notice how her cloak had slipped from her and now she was shining her bare chest over the whole district. He tried to look away, but was unable to.

Having eroticly licked her fingers, for some reason everything turned out erotically for her, according to the guy, the elf drew attention to the viewer. Especially on his pants.

- ABOUT! You're ready! - throwing a raincoat, she spanked over the stones with bare feet. As she stood on four bones, she pulled off her pants from the guy and immediately absorbed the head in her mouth, ignoring the weak protests. Having worked with the tongue and rolling behind her cheek, the elf swallowed at full length. Sucking eggs, she began to move her head to the accompaniment of sweet moans. Sindoral was amused that the strength and frequency of the guy's moans depended on the frequency and depth of her movements, she acted as if she were a conductor. Quick swallow full length - a short sigh, frequent short movements and the guy began to breathe and moan often.

After a couple of minutes of making music, she put the palms of the boy on the back of her head, the rich often took her like that, and she didn’t understand why the servant didn’t do that.

- And ... you can? - a timid voice sounded

The forest maiden nodded, not letting her firm flesh out with her lips.

Now the guy set the pace and depth. At first timidly, but then all the more boldly and strongly he curled the female nape. Soon he was already rubbing the hot throat of his mistress.

On a greenish chin drooled thickly. The elf slammed her throat hollowly and gasped for breath, but did not try to resist. Since I myself allowed ...

Due to lack of air due to frequent penetrations, the girl began to lose consciousness, but did not have time for the gray murk to flood the mind, as the guy pressed his white hair to his stomach and started shooting ... three ... seven ...

Sensing that the servant had finished, Sindorel pulled away, spitting out the falling flesh and began to cough hard.

- Excuse me, mistress! - Bravin remembered, - I will not do that again!

- Did you not like it? - the girl still could not gasp

- I liked it very much, but ...

- So ... you will ... once ... you need ...

- But ... madam ...

- What? - the maiden of the forest, finally, caught her breath and sat on her heels in front of her partner.

- Why do I have such a reward?

- reward? I was told that if a guy got up and he didn’t finish, it would be bad for him. I do not want my servant to be bad.

- Thank you, madam! - Bravin did not know what to answer to such a revelation, - So, now every time like mine ... Will you help me? - in the boyish voice there was a timid hope and a sea of ​​disbelief in his luck.

- Yes, - then a little thought, - Do you often need it? Very often it will not work. We have to go far. Can you be patient until the evening, if anything, you will not be bad?

- I will suffer mistress! - happily answered Bravin.

- Well, - the girl smiled at him, licked a white drop from the upper lip, - Then I will go, wash my face, and you collect our things. Let's go further east.

- Yes, madam!

The sun began to burn and Sindorel threw off her cloak. Having wrapped it on a willow stick, which I grabbed on a halt, I handed it over to my servant and, with a sigh of relief, walked on. Unlike a raincoat, a short and thin dress did not prevent the light wind from refreshing the skin heated by the sun.

Bravin also sighed. Now he saw what was stopping to go. The already short dress of the elf woman, when walking, was even more bullied and he practically saw naked charms. Short stockings, mid-thigh, only strengthened the effect. Clenching his teeth, he turned away and walked on, trying to look at the water.

In the evening he took his soul, long stretching his tight throat on the penis. With difficulty clearing her throat, the maiden of the forest went to bathe, wheezing and holding her neck, and the contented servant set about cooking dinner.

Returning and having dinner, she again noticed the rebellious interest of the guy.

- Not,...