What a long tongue you have, she wondered.
I said: "Rita, let's process the nipples, as you touch them, so her little cave squeezes my friend"
And then I feel like a cork is being inserted into my ass instead of fingers.
- Well, do you like the ass? she winked at me. I nodded.
liveartbcs.com/albania/07-02-2022. Since the arrival of Igor from a business trip, we hang out with him almost every day. So far, even Oleg is not strong enough. Today Igorka was impatient in the morning. I, sleepy, barely moving my legs, honestly tried to make sandwiches for him, but you see, give him a woman. But where can I get it at 7 in the morning? In general, he picked it up, carried it to the bedroom, laid it on its side and thoughtfully tore it off. Maybe wear a coat?
Well… As you know, San – we could sit a little more…
At home, the hostess changed her clothes. In home clothes, without heels and without war paint, which she quickly washed off, she turned out to be not such a thunder woman. Ordinary woman. A little bulky, but not overly fat. Made me drink coffee. And even with cognac. We sit, both of us quieted down. No one dares to be the first to say that it's time to get down to business. There was one thing on the street, but here some kind of constraint attacked. How many do not sit, and if something went wrong, it's time to know the honor. I went to the door, put on my shoes and went out. She accompanies me. While I was putting on my shoes, my robe was fiddling with my hands, finding no place for them. And when I already grabbed the door handle, about to open the doors and step over the threshold, saying goodbye to the home comfort and hospitality of the hostess, something prompted me. How something broke inside, I don’t remember who was the first to make a movement towards, but after a moment we already merged in a kiss. And they came to their senses on the bed, completely undressed.
After a couple, the whole group poured out into the corridor, a big break began. Olka went to the toilet with her friend, and I went outside to smoke and think about what I saw. Natalie caught up with me on the stairs. "Well, how do you like my pussy?" she asked me in a languid voice that I had not noticed before. "What was that anyway, you don't fucking do?" I told her in response. "You know, a single woman never gives a shit. Would you like to see and try everything with my body? Believe me, it will be super, at least better than with your bitch!" "But, but! Don't talk too much. Just because you're lonely and itchy, it doesn't mean that others have the same thing. As for the bitch, you're probably going to be bitcher than her," I told her. "Well, fuck me like your bitch, you'll be fine. Well, okay, you think, I'm not rushing you, but today I'll find someone more accommodating!" she blurted out and went downstairs. That recess I smoked three cigarettes in a row.