Mobile versionEverything was going well, everything was miraculously working out...
Confirmation was urgently needed that the world had not gone crazy, that everything in it was happening according to a long-established pattern, unshakable and unwavering.
This applied to all areas - business, family relationships, communication with friends and strangers, women, animals, children... My coach, with whom I drank coffee several times in the bar of the sports complex, seemed to me to be looking at me with interest.
And I, in turn, during training in the gym, during my sincere attempt to feel how her sartorial muscle works, I shuddered at the touch,
and after finishing the class, having seen everyone off, I demonstratively locked the hall from the inside and turned it on turned up the music louder and, with one hand, pulling my top off my beautiful breasts with the other, she pulled my head towards her...
And although women I knew warned me to avoid such contacts, sex with the instructor still took place... Even my former passion, Ivanova from the motivation department, gasping from the approach of another orgasm in position 69, screamed right into my balls
that it was high time for me to head the Ministry of Labor, I motivate her so much to come to work.
"What's going on , what’s going on?..”, I asked a friend.
“Do you think you’re the only one? No, at your age men become like wine - the older they get, the more expensive...”
" What to do?”.
“What to do, what to do?.. You need to be treated!”, - and, anticipating the question, he added, “What you got sick from, that’s what you should be treated for.”
It’s not the same ...It's not the same... Urgently go to the site and - lo and behold - she is: slender, with a standing D. A real woman, an allegory, an image... It! Medicine! If he also starts asking for money, that’s it! Consider it cured!
Masha willingly answered the call, confirmed the meeting and gave the exact coordinates.
Everything! No sparkle in the eyes, no flowers, speeches or compliments - just as he is - boorish, brutal, arrogant... a pure sex experiment... let's see what happens...
Meets you in beautiful sexy lingerie, in heels. In appearance there is a complete coincidence. Attaching photo.
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According to performance characteristics and it seemed to me that the fairy was even more fit than in the photo, really respect.
In reality it seems a little more miniature than in the photo. Very good shape.
Well, and a natural brunette - coupled with an excellent body, exactly what I was looking for. Still, beautiful girls look great at 21. Masha, that was the name of the whore, at first became intoxicated by my pressure, and began to avoid deliberately rough caresses in the corridor when we met.
But then she started babbling, and I even told her about the inclement weather outside the window and my penis standing on her...
I take off my robe, beautiful underwear, and a belt with stockings. She has an excellent, slender figure, a neat one-piece breast with a beautiful shape, it looks beautiful and harmonious.
The waist is super, super and a hundred million times more super thin, the butt is small and fits in the palm of my hand just the way I like it. I liked the sex. They lay down on the sofa, Masha started MBR - normal, good, with licking the balls.
I asked about the mention of throat blowjob in the questionnaire. To which Masha, without taking the penis out of her mouth, nodded her head.
Well, while I’m waiting for a delicious deepthroat at the root, I observe that in her performance, throat, it’s just below the head.
Yes indeed. Quite quickly she suggested moving on to sex, he pushed her proposal aside and indicated to continue sucking. The body is truly cool, I won’t be too lazy to write it again. Masha skillfully put on the condom, while stretching the ring so as not to damage the skin and not pull the hair on the penis with an elastic band...
Put her in the cowgirl position, went to the mission, then on the side and then the POC, again the mission.
The figure with the waist looks great, strong butt, beautiful hair, smooth, pleasantly smelling skin, super!
Putting the girl in the ZKP, I admired with pleasure how the penis completely, until the pubis touched the buttocks, entered Masha.
But I constantly felt that the short vagina did not allow me to immerse myself to the full length.
I didn’t take my heels off during the whole process! They came together violently and with moans, both convulsing from orgasm and filling the prez to the brim. Then he lay on Masha for a long time, enjoying the warmth and velvet of her young body.
Then there was a massage, then Masha’s head lay on my shoulder, and her hand stroked the hair on my chest and balls...
“You’re cool,” Masha said unexpectedly, “Big, beautiful, hands strong, silent all the time and smart eyes... you should be agent 007... you can fall in love..."
I didn't want to do something on the second visit. Got up. He quickly got ready and, promising to come in, retreated. The street was met with a fine, autumn-like nasty rain.
For a long time, holding an unlit, wet cigarette in his lips, he stood under the falling drops of water, shocked by what he heard and realizing that the medicine had not worked, but he needed to be treated.
“Another half hour before the end of work,” he thought and dialed the secretary’s number and asked: “Ivanova is still there? I’ll be there in an hour. Don’t let her leave, there are new introductions to the shareholders’ report.
But no, let Ivanova leaving... Do I still have cognac in my stash?... Come in yourself... let's sit...". OK? He stepped from the elevator into the dimly lit corridor of the office with the already scattered employees and headed to his office,
where cognac with lemon rings sprinkled with sugar, a bar of dark chocolate and secretary Irina with her blouse buttons undone were already waiting.
We stayed up late with her. Her husband, as it turns out, still has one, is on a business trip and she has nowhere to rush.
The drink at 40 degrees did its job. The body relaxed and wanted affection. Apparently I'm not the only one. And we went to my place, where everything happened. Once again, as a note to readers, she herself suggested going. And of course I agreed. I'll tell you a little.
We started with stormy kisses. Having taken off his clothes, he kissed Irinka all over, starting from her lobes, neck, and lovely twosome tits.
Irina really liked cunnilingus. To my surprise, Irinka’s pussy was completely epilated. As if she was preparing for a meeting. None of her exes ever bothered to lick such a beautiful hole. Gave her a foot massage.
Amazingly beautiful and well-groomed. And when I kissed her legs, feet, putting each toe in my mouth one by one,
licking the pad with my tongue and biting her varnished nails, my passion almost screamed with pleasure. The second blowjob of the day, naturally without rubber, was not pleasing. She choked, trying to push it deeper.
To which he said that it was not yet time for deep blowjobs with my device performed by her.
The same problem with eggs - he doesn’t know how to handle them.
There was nothing special about sex, except that I constantly admired the entry of the penis into Irina’s wet “cap”
in different poses and shaking orgasms of the beautiful, slender, young body.
They copulated for a long time, especially on their sides. I didn’t rush the end; I saw
that Irina liked the process, judging by her languid breathing and the abundance of compliments addressed to me. All night Irinka slept on my shoulder, smiling in her sleep. In the morning I crawled under the blanket, spread my slender legs,
felt the warm labia and began to lick my pussy with pleasure.
Turning through the soft, warm, slightly salty labia in his mouth, his tongue lightly touched the clitoris.
Irinka arched in an orgasmic spasm, pressed my head hard against her crotch and cummed something sweet into my mouth.
I was subsequently rewarded with a blowjob and side sex. In the morning we went to the office together. Observing secrecy, I dropped Irina off in advance.
You should have seen Ivanova’s face from the motivation department when she understood everything, looking at our satisfied faces and hearing my ringing empty eggs. Well, that's all for now.
I apologize that I wanted to write a little about the secretary, but it turned out to be a whole story. I hope this does not contradict the main topic of the forum.
