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And naturally, during sex almost every time, it was this part of my body that was one of the main objects of his caresses and ways of achieving orgasm. Knowing this, I often sinned by using it to my advantage. And then one morning in the middle of the week it was decided to diversify the usual day in an unusual way. Having demanded to wait a little so that I could prepare a surprise, I disappeared into another room, and Vlad began to wait. A couple of minutes later, I entered his room no longer in a dressing gown and unassembled, but as a young girl with a cute face, dressed in a top and a short skirt that barely reached the middle of the thighs. - Good day. - I said with a smile. - I’ll see you by appointment, for a foot massage. Remember we called up a couple of days ago? - Hello. Of course, come through. - He immediately picked up, joining my game. - Here, lie down here, get ready. I sat down, starting to take off my shoes. In the meantime, he began to fuss, looking for oil and glancing sideways at me. It was noticeable that the thought that I was getting rid of my shoes and that he would soon be able to touch my feet made him shiver pleasantly. Yes, and everything in general about me was also charming, including the breasts without a bra, which I could easily see through the fabric of the top. Pink nipples, not yet tense, still barely peeking out from under him. After waiting for me to take off my skirt, too, and then lie down, he turned and approached me to get to work. Without stopping smiling, I stretched my legs to their full length. When they were close to him, he first admired the view of the legs, graceful ankles, small and neat fingers. Pouring oil into his hand, then warming it in his palms, he touched his feet, smearing the oil over them. Vlad enthusiastically moved his hands from warm elastic hips to tender and soft ankles, went down to his feet with cold fingers, simultaneously examining them. - Young man, are you all right? - I asked playfully when he began to linger too long at the feet and massage them harder. - Sure. Yes, everything is fine, just thinking. - Well, fine. What are you thinking about? - I smiled. - Yes, about your own, personal. I just smiled in response, threw my head back and closed my eyes.He continued to smear oil on his legs and massage them, carefully stroking each part of his feet, stretching his legs with pressure. Then he rushed to the fingers and ran his fingers between them, intertwining with my legs, then grabbed each finger and massaged it separately. Sometimes Vlad, while moving, touched me not only with his hands. At such moments, I felt the pressure of a firmly standing member. But without giving a look, he continued. Soon I began to sniff and moan a little with pleasure. And a little later, my legs moved along the horizontal surface, reaching up to the tubercle and stroking it. The movements of my legs became stronger and more impudent over time, so that the masseur even slowed down and only lightly ran his fingers over my feet. With a light movement of my right leg, I put my foot on his fly. He looked at me tensely. - Get him. “Loud, but softly, I said. How could you refuse him here, and me, and even with such a boner. Unzipping his fly, Vlad pulled out his penis with a swollen red head. My eyes flashed, I smiled smugly and brought my legs to the penis, slowly starting to tickle it with my fingers. From the soft touch of the feet, the member shuddered, straining even more, which only amused me and I continued to play in this way. But soon after stopping it, I grabbed my penis on both sides with my legs and began to gently move them up and down. In passing, my eyes followed his reaction. And she was obvious. Vlad did not hide his pleasure. Young and tender legs, oiled, sliding sliding along the entire length of the penis. With my dexterous fingers, I managed to gently stroke the head of his organ, tickle the bridle under it, while my other foot pulled the head with my fingers. I tried with all my strength and skills so that my legs jerk off to him better than even the hands of any person, and even better than some did a blowjob. And as a consequence of this, I soon felt that Vlad was approaching the finale from such strong sensations, moaning like a small teenager. Hearing his moans, I grabbed his cock tighter. My feet worked faster and he exploded. The sperm immediately rushed with a strong pressure and the jet hit the top. The rest of the jerks poured out of the penis and flowed in a thick stream over my fingers. And my legs did not stop, continuing to fiddle with a hot cock. Then I stroked the tip of the end of the penis with my left foot and fingers. Vlad was still groaning, shuddering from my touch and emitting a seed, although it was drying up, but already completely smeared both of my feet, mainly from above. There was not much of it on the bottom, mainly the remnants that I removed from the head with my left foot. Smiling enough, I handed him the cleaner one of my feet, letting Vlad kiss her, and then pulled my legs to myself, smearing the seed along the entire length of my legs with my hand, as much as possible. Vlad still did not calm down and therefore only looked at me, without saying anything. - Is the session over? - I grinned. - Yeah. - He just threw back. - I am very grateful to you for such a good massage. And especially for this anti-aging skin cream. - I smiled even stronger. - It's not thanks to me, but to you. - Tell me, will it be possible to repeat it? Or just the next day ... to sign up again, all the cases ...? - I asked, pulling Vlad to me and sitting next to him. - Yes, of course. I would only be glad. - He only answered while I sat on his feet. - Super, that's great. - I winked at him, grabbing the guy's torso from behind with my long legs, shiny and slippery with oil, and pressing him closer to me. We sat like this for a couple of minutes, recovering. While he was recovering, I grabbed his lips, kissing and biting them. And my hands went down, caressing a member and trying to quickly re-induce an erection. But only when I ran Vlad's hand with my palm on top of myself under the top and put it on my chest, squeezing it, things went faster and soon he got up again.Smiling, I quickly pulled off my outer clothing, because of which, having got rid of this obstacle to my chest, he pressed his face into it. I pulled Vlad's face to me and grabbed him, merging with him in a kiss. After a while, he moved to my neck. When it came to my shoulders, I was already wet. Yes, and his tension below was felt strongly. So when he began to fiddle with my nipples, I gasped, but then I just pushed the guy away a little, getting up. Without letting him do or say anything, I took off my panties and threw them aside. After that, she reached for the oil, took hold of his penis, which felt like a stone, and began to lubricate it. Vlad, wasting no time, already examined the pussy, sipping on the labia and sliding his fingers over them, touching the clitoris and sometimes reaching the entrance to my ass. At the end, he brought his hand to my lips. My lips parted and put my fingers into my mouth, which only a couple of seconds ago had been in the vagina and in the discharge. So I sucked them diligently from all sides. Meanwhile, at the bottom, I finished everything and, taking the barrel in my hands and pointing it up, I began to push it on top of it. Barely putting it to the entrance to the pussy, I began to sit on the penis pretty quickly, in the process of entering a noticeably stretching gap. Sitting on him completely and squeezing the guy with my legs, I put my hands on his shoulders, holding on to them. She began to get up, letting him go and letting him in again. Soon I was already jumping at full speed on the penis, and Vlad only had to enjoy the process. - Something you are on fire today. And you try so hard, early in the morning and not on weekends. - Are you dissatisfied with something, dear? - I exhaled. - No, but ... - Better be quiet and enjoy. Or let me at least do it. Brushing back a lock of hair from my forehead, I began to rhythmically move my pelvis. And he took hold of his chest, starting to squeeze and crush it for me. After that, I moved on to a flat tummy and to a strong, especially from tension, back, sank along them and sides to the hips. I removed my hands from his shoulders, but only then to shift Vlad's palms from my legs higher, onto his buttocks. - Like this. Hold on tight and don't let go. Got it? - OK OK. Got it. I continued to move, climbing up my penis, then plopping down on it and flinching every time it stuck into me to its full depth. The mere sensation that my vagina is filled to capacity with it already brought me pleasure. I soon accompanied each penetration with more frequent and loud moans. The thrust increased, as did the spasm in its strength. Feeling the approach of orgasm, I began to move my pelvis as intensively as possible and sit on it. And soon I made the last push and the penis was driven into me completely and to its full length. Everything clenched inside me with pleasure, and I moaned long, briefly losing my balance. But his penis still remained inside me and, having come to myself not completely, but enough to make the last jerk, I smiled at Vlad and, breathing heavily, made a couple more movements with the last of my strength. Several new body movements and now he dug into my buttocks with his fingers and also groaned, at the same time he started shaking and he began to let the sperm with a strong pressure into my slit. I pressed towards him with my pelvis and hips, trying to take even more and deeper into my penis, so that it penetrates even further into me. But here the contractions of the penis began to weaken, he shot the last portion of the semen into my pussy, squeezing him inside. A small honor of seminal fluid began to flow out of her in trickles. Having already lost all my strength, I hung on Vlada and we tumbled onto the bed together. When the member was already completely limp, I still took it off at last from myself. So we lay there for several minutes, until we caught our breath and came to our senses. Getting up, because of what the rest of the sperm flowed down my thigh, I kissed him on the cheek and went to the shower. I'll start the story with the fact that one day I met a girl with whom I fell madly in love, and she reciprocated me. We started dating and soon we had a serious relationship, the only thing that scared me in this situation was her family, or rather her father, who, according to rumors, had some problems with local crime, but this did not affect our relationship in any way. I am 21 years old, and the girl at that time was 17, we loved each other madly. In bed, we limited ourselves only to oral sex, and then when the parents were not at home, and we decided to keep our virginity until she came of age. This is how our life went, I was in my third year, she was finishing school. Now I'll tell you about my beloved, her name is Marina, a girl of medium height, long blonde hair, since she was a professional dancer, her body was beautiful and toned, an inflated presik, medium-sized breasts and an ass, which was quite large, but very elastic. In a word, not a girl, but just a fairy tale. Once in our life there was a small upheaval, because of my studies I had to leave for 9 months in exchange to England, but we firmly believed that we could wait and not lose each other, every day we wrote off as best we could, kept in touch. Fortunately, we have endured this test, and I am coming back. I returned at the end of November, my family and girlfriend met me at the airport, she looked very tired, but happy that I returned.On the way home, we talked for a long time about life, about love, about plans for the future, but I noticed a note of excitement and even fear in her voice, I tried to find out what happened, but she only answered what she would say later. We brought her home, and I went home to rest. The next day she was waiting for me to visit her, saying that she would be alone, since my parents had gone abroad, but as soon as I drove up to the house, I saw a black BMW and it alerted me as soon as I approached the door and barely held out my hand to knock, the door was opened for me by two bully, unpleasant-looking, I was scared and did not know what to do. - Come in and sit on the sofa, the boss will finish now. I was speechless, nodded his head and sat down on the sofa and began to wait, I don't know what. A minute later I heard footsteps, an elderly man appeared in the doorway, full, bald and holding a leash in his hand, he entered the room and then my beloved appeared from the door, my heart almost stopped from a blow. She was on all fours, she was wearing makeup like a prostitute and all the makeup was smeared, there was a leather collar around her neck, she was wearing a white bra, her breasts were an order of magnitude larger than when I saw her and touched her for the last time, a white skirt that was barely covered her ass, torn red fishnet stockings and high platform shoes, and a ponytail-like plug protruded from her ass. Here I will finish the story and start the story from her face. My boyfriend left, and I could only wait for him and be madly bored. Time dragged on, I was mired in everyday life and lessons. But the fateful evening came for me, which changed my life forever, two jeeps came to the house and 4 armed men entered our house, my dad and apparently the leader, they kindly asked us to sit on the sofa and listen carefully, he turned to me-Your daddy owes me a decent amount of money and does not want to return, so now I'm yours were cut (she was not there alone, but the frame was formatted for her). Young, for sure. I always missed with age, but this one is suspiciously young. But beautiful! Very! True, the photo was a little dark, but I saw that her skin was smooth, there were no defects anywhere, that's for sure. I felt myself starting to worry. By the way, how will this "new Russian" find me? Nadka knew only my name, we met by chance, at her entrance. I was hiding there from the rain and depression, and she broke the key in her lock. What does she know about me? What am I a student? That my parents live in Samara? My university and my hostel were far from here. I sighed and said with some stupid contempt, I don’t know for whom ... “I don’t want her to cleanse my child. Nadka smiled.” “Lyosh, what kind of child? He will be three weeks old. No organs, three germ layers, that's all. No nervous system. He won't be hurt. He is a child for those who are waiting for him. For you, it's a bunch of cells, two or three millimeters in diameter. '' I looked at it uncertainly. I believed about the child. About the niece too. A spicy, dangerous story. I wanted to participate in it. ”“ And if she doesn’t fly in? ”“ We’ll have to come up with a "miscarriage." I’ll give her a help, but I don’t know how she can portray it all. - And if they want to leave the child? - They won't.The talk was about abortion. He just wants to make sure the girl isn't using him. -Good. Nadka silently left. I heard her on the phone , Part 1 Hearing the turn of the key in the door lock, I turn on our song. This is how I always meet you after work, and this time will not be an exception. - Hello, my sweetie! you say and bite hard on my lips. - Hi! I answer you when you can hardly interrupt our kiss, so that I do not suffocate. - What did you do here without me? - Nothing special, so I did a couple of household chores. I was really looking forward to you. I missed. - Sweetheart, I missed you too. I haven't seen you for so long. I know that by saying the last one, you are being a little cunning, because we parted this morning. But I love it when you say that, it makes you feel welcome. I help you take off your outerwear, but you again begin to interfere with me in this, starting to caress me. Your caresses and kisses are still doing their job, I start to want you. - Wait a minute, I'll hang my clothes, you say, and let go of me from your embrace. I, taking advantage of the freedom of action given to me, quickly leave for our bedroom. You know where you can find me and, without the slightest doubt, you will follow me. - Aha, there you are! you exclaim when you see me lying seductively on our bed. Your eyes are lit up with that special spark that I like so much. - Well, where do you go! I sulk pretentiously, frowning. I've been waiting for you for a long time! I guess you dropped by the bathroom along the way, probably to see what you look like. My little fool, I love you always. I roll over onto my back and beckon you with my finger. You, of course, notice that my nipples are already clearly protruding under the T-shirt. I know that it excites you very much, because your eyes cannot hide it. - You're beautiful! You slowly, moving to the music, come up to me and stretch out your hand. - Shall we dance? I cannot refuse you, and you know it. I get up, but I am in no hurry to get out of our bed. - Shall we dance? you ask again. I go to the edge of our bed and put my arms around your neck. But, it’s impossible to dance, because it turns out that I’m a head taller than you. Grasping my waist, you help me down. I like it when you behave like that, making me feel like a real lady ... Our song is still playing, only our song. You cover my neck and shoulders with hundreds of kisses, still exciting me very much with it. I playfully push you away, but only to turn my back on you. You know that I get the greatest pleasure only in such a dance, although it can no longer be called that. You press against me, managing to kiss my lips. Actually, it's not so difficult, I myself wanted, and you foresaw my desire. Your hand slides over my tummy, getting to my chest, and the other finger has already pulled back the elastic of my panties and clearly decided not to stop. I press my ass closer to you, feeling that at the moment it is not only me who is aroused. - I want you, dear! My hand itself moves behind yours, behind the one that is going to get to my pussy and overtakes her, which has almost reached its goal. I want to put your palm on my plump bump myself. Knowing in advance all my thoughts, you allow your hand to be controlled. One of her fingers, probably the most agile or the most impatient, crawls shallowly into my pussy. You have been caressing my breasts with your other hand for a long time, but my shirt is still on me. I know that you won't have to wait long, and soon she will no longer be able to hide my breasts from you. As if having read my thoughts, you stop your caresses and turn me to face you. Your eyes ask for it, and I, stepping back one step, slowly take off my T-shirt. From excitement, I can no longer stand and, one might say, just fall on the bed. - Come to me, dear.You kneel before me, and your hands are already striving to completely bare me. I like that it is you, not me, who take off my panties. You enjoy this moment, and with these actions you make me simply faint with desire. - Come on! Even after my request, you are in no hurry, as if it did not exist. You get up from your knees and, kissing me on the lips, look for permission in my eyes. You see perfectly well that it has already been given, but you still look, wanting to make sure that I can’t wait any longer ... After caressing my nipples with your tongue, kissing my body, you go lower and lower. Your lips merge in a gentle kiss with my sex lips, which have just been tired of waiting for this, and the tongue penetrates into my moist depths. Clit caresses are still being carried out with my hand, but I'm sure it won't be for long. You remove her from interesting work, replacing my simple movements with yours, more complex, light sucking and nibbling, tongue irritation. But my fingers will find themselves another occupation, for example, caressing my breasts. This cannot last long. Soon, my body shudders in orgasm, a wave of these sensations takes me to heaven ... You continue to fondle my pussy, not even thinking of interrupting for a minute. I know how much you enjoy this activity, but now I owe you a little debt. I will have to interrupt your caresses, and this makes me feel a little guilty. I roll over onto my stomach and climb onto my hands and knees. I know for sure that this is your favorite position, although, and mine too (you taught me to it). I turn back, my eyes calling you to action. But you do not need to be called, and at this moment you already begin to drive your dick over my sexual lips, wonderfully teasing them. I am not surprised for a long time that you know how to turn me on again. I could myself give a sign to the beginning of entering into me, but I never had time to do this. You were always ahead of me by a split second, capturing my mood and this moment by some signs known only to you. I like that you gently enter me, moving closer and closer to my ass with your belly, continuously caressing my back with your hands. Finally, I also felt you with my buttocks. Instinctively, I caved in to my elbows. I don’t know what makes me do this, it’s probably just the way nature intended it. And you, taking me by the waist, begin to move, at first like in a slow motion movie, but gradually increasing speed later ... Part 2. I like to wake up from your gentle caresses in the early morning. Unfortunately, being together at this time will not be long, you need to go to work. So, on weekends, waking up a little earlier than you, I have time to cook breakfast for you, and prepare myself, but today is still a working day. Through a dream, I catch your every kiss on my body, but you don't give me too little time to get excited, and I just bask in your caresses ... It's time for you to leave and you go into the bedroom to kiss me goodbye. How sweetly angry you are when after that I go out to your corridor, you are afraid that I will get a sheet. You hug me and kiss me again, and then turn me in the direction of our bedroom and slap me on the ass: - Go back. - I love you honey. - And I will love you. Until the evening. - Until the evening. One more short kiss at the end, and, indeed, now until the evening. I quickly run into the bedroom and wrap myself in the blanket. I like that the bed still keeps your warmth, and I, closing my eyes, imagine that you are near. Already through the newly come dream, I mutter something to you: - I love you ... I like ... .
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