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We sat in kitchen and noted something... what, I now will also not remember. You were one, without wife, I on the contrary, the husband sat next. Us was much, there was no place to sit down. All laughed, naturally, drank, was cheerful, in a word. We were familiar with you many years, but never paid at each other attention. I long time addressed you on "you", you were more senior than me, though not much more, but it was the children's complex. And only recently we passed on "you", thanks to one more almost same wine party... almost such. The difference of this was that suddenly I noticed that you watch me. Keeping the eyes glued. Without noticing anything, laughing only for the company. Shot me. I ceased to understand something, my consciousness remained at a table, but without me. I was lost. There was wild desire to possess you, now, and to spit on the others. In the bottom of a stomach began to pull so with pleasure and painfully that I bit a lower lip not to moan. You saw it and covered eyes, having let me know that our feelings are similar. And incurred me. At a table that evening I was a queen, bitingly and vulgarly joked, loudly laughed... also I didn't reduce from you a look, I wanted to see whether I make an impression on you. I made, I saw it. You slightly reddened, I don't know from what, whether from vodka, whether from dirty imaginations about me which as I learned subsequently, overcame you at the sight of me in a short skirt more than once... evening proceeded... Passed hour two or three, but the most resistant remained at a table though it was visible that it for a while. And for all this time we with you had, maybe, a quick word, nothing not meaning, but the intonation, the brought-down breath heated so that I was surprised how it don't notice others. I ceased to drink on an equal basis with all, didn't want to get drunk completely and to miss you today. Also I waited... all dispersed, someone stayed overnight at us, and you sat in kitchen and pumped up alcohol "the last, survived" the guest though he couldn't be any witness as it is. I went to the bathroom, guessing whether you will follow me, but didn't manage to reach. On a waist hot and heavy palms laid down... me shook in an anticipation... I felt your faltering breath burning and caressing a neck... you strongly squeezed hands, pressing me to yourself... I began to rub buttocks about your dick which literally was torn from trousers... You sighed, took behind me by hands one hand and pressed facing a wall, without allowing me to touch you... another you took away hair from my neck and began to kiss me... it was so gentle... goosebumps ran on skin, in eyes I had a fog, I ceased to think something... You got to me under a shirt and slowly, finger-tips, began to caress a stomach, rising to a breast... I couldn't constrain myself any more and quietly moaned... you, having heard my groan, I took away hands and sharply I developed me to myself... I right there stuck into you, a devil as you on the madman began to kiss me... I had even no small respite on a breath, I breathed you... your lips demented me, you exactingly and imperiously, even somehow rigidly pressed me, receded also a language tip, hardly concerning, saw off on lips, this most throwing already me in approach... your hands slid in my opinion to yet not undressed body, forcing me to curve a back and it is even closer to nestle on you... I buried fingers in your hair, quietly groaning when your lips came off mine, and you only whispered "the girl my, my good". Having driven me into the corner, you lifted a skirt and squeezed hands buttocks, having loudly exhaled... I already wanted to hasten you that you removed from me panties, so I burned, but you sharply released me and kneeled. I held the breath, I still didn't trust in the events... and you moved fabric of panties aside and ran a finger over vulvar lips as though you doubted my readiness to accept you. I slightly spread legs, you right there implanted into me two fingers and began to fuck them me, language caressing a clitoris. I began to go crazy, to whisper something falteringly, to breathe every other time... I seized you by hair and I pressed your head to myself... you raised my leg and put to yourself on a shoulder, I became for you more open, more available... I felt that I will terminate soon, the hot wave began to cover me, I whispered "quicker, more sharply, give..." You accelerated and in half-minute I began to can't stop an orgasm... I didn't expect such bright explosion, began to tremble and if not your hands, I just would fall to a floor from feelings... you got up, facing me, distorted by a high, and quietly kissed, having whispered that very much is pleasant to you how I cum... I smiled, and you brought the fingers bedaubed with my lubricant to my lips and waiting looked at me. I slightly opened a mouth and began to lick them, being played by a uvula as though I do blowjob and looked at you. Your eyes darkened, the smile was gone from a face, there was only a mad excitement... you seized me with one hand by hair, the second pressed a shoulder, urging on to kneel. I readily fell, very slowly to tease you, the dick through trousers stroked, undid a fly and stood with what was seen, licking lips... the large dark-violet head was shaken in a heart beat rhythm, the droplet of the emitted lubricant shone on the end, the veins braiding a trunk... your dick and asked to me for a mouth... I moved to him and pinched a drop from a head, smearing her on all surface, was run by a uvula on a bridle, hardly sliding lips and was stuck on him by a mouth... I sucked, I licked, I bit, sometimes looking at you — you stood, having a little covered eyes, constantly licking lips and watched my actions. I took pleasure, feeling your dick on the uvula as he strains under my lips, hearing as you breathe, often and falteringly... you sharply pushed away me, having taken away a toy, grabbed by hair and led to the bathroom, having told that you want to see it at bright light. (Especially for) In the bathroom I forced me to the knees, I ordered to spread legs and to caress myself... I touched the pussy, stroked a clitoris a finger and thrust him into myself, having thrown the head back and having closed eyes... I always liked to masturbate and when someone looks, I derive bigger pleasure... for you I did everything that to you it was pleasant, stuck on a hand more and more deeply, rumpled the breast, groaned, licked lips, whispered your name... And you didn't sustain, took for hair and roughly the hot her drove in my mouth, having ordered me not to stop and not to touch you... I received a high on both sides, you had me as the street whore, you ordered me to smtoret on you, slapped me the dick on cheeks, carried out by a head on lips, then rushed and violently fucked me in a throat, holding by the head and with effort exhausting the handsome... I began to cum convulsively again, because of a her in a mouth I couldn't shout, only rattled, squeezing fingers the pussy... You stopped as soon as I calmed down, the dick got and slapped me in a cheek, велев to turn and get up dog-fashion... I absolutely threw off a shirt, you began to caress me on a back, on buttocks, me the shiver began to bang... I said in low tones that I want a rough fucking and felt as your hands moved... and in a second you entered me... at once, sharply, completely, having strong taken me for hips and having straight off taken fast speed... from pleasure I couldn't restrain and groaned more and more loudly, you gave me a towel and I began to howl in him somehow to muffle a sound... it was the race of a century, you tore up me, without stopping, hit with a head into the uterus, only powerful slaps and my muffled skuleniye were heard... I blew up, scattered on one thousand splinters, ceased to think something, were only your dick and I on him... you terminated in a minute after me, having shot on a back... I recovered the breath, I slapped me in buttocks and I told: "It is necessary to repeat..." is dating the delaneys going to be a series html date update site mapMain Page