Nocturne or a summer night in 1979.
I called her from the station. Behind 2 hours on the bus, waiting for a short passing train, the conductor 5 rubles and 4 hours of slumber on top of a shelf ... The usual for me, in the year the way.
I know that today it is home alone. The end of July, nearly twelve ... the cool night. I hear her voice ... my call for her ... she is waiting for me ...
Prior to her home from the station, just ten minutes. The familiar road, familiar door ... She was in a nightie, over - short robe. Long impulsive kiss in the hallway, when you do not have time to put the bag and she muffled bryakaetsya on the floor.
Shower ... I do not wear outdoor clothing, only swimming trunks ... We have become accustomed to, do not hesitate to each other. Loose snack on the road. The relaxed chatter while I hurried to satisfy the hunger game ... ... light kisses ... ... poluobyatiya Sleepwear is no longer only familiar robe ... We both know what to expect.
... We are in the room. Sofa has carpeted, put back the covers ... She turns her back on me, extinguish the light begins to unbutton his coat ... the window full moon and street light ... I did not even catch the moment as it appears no swimming trunks. I hug her from behind ... the whole familiar curve of the neck ... exposes her slender shoulders ... bares it all ... the whole neck ... bury my face in her hair ... they still keep the flavor of some morning spirits ... barely caught ... I also feel something immaterial, ethereal ... fluid, that emanates from her ... a woman who knows what she desires ... and knows what she wants me ...
I caressed her breasts ... Pochemu-to I always liked to do when I'm standing behind her ... light, bordering surface movements ... my palms tickled her nipples ... sharpened slightly clench deliciously tender flesh ... has nipples like cherries .. I gently touch them ... she muffled laughs ... no, it's not even laugh ... it is somewhere inside her ...
Continuing to kiss her, and, with one hand, caress, I put his penis - which has long been at the ready - between her buttocks ... under its pressure they are malleable ... It is shorter than me ... lifted, as a dancer and ... .propuskaet it between his legs ... he sits like rider ...
Then she told me that at this moment I have it so hot ...
She lowers her hand ... I feel her fingers on the head ... kasayutsya..skolzyat along it ... my hand too ... down voltage bulging tummy ... our hands ... It's time to meet!
Every time she gets on her knees and impulsively or ... or ... gently lowered onto lokotochki ... it always does somehow different ... but, always inimitable and beautiful in its shamelessness and obedience. She bends right, but not completely, as if giving me the opportunity to powerfully make it bend more ...
Most of all, I, at this moment, enjoying her ass ... first hand ... ... then his lips caress and tickle the tip of her tongue elastic, trim ring ... But today, we have not been too long together. My fingers glide over the half-soft lips ... long, slightly curly hair tickled my palm ... there was moisture ... .uzhe coveted bump under my fingers ... it coarsens, slightly engorged with blood ... ... two fingers, penetrate between the slats ... to ... She already impatiently, but too little, moving her hips to meet ... Surprisingly, at this moment, the smell of her "cave" becomes sharper ... Behold, now it's time!
A fantastic spectacle when, in bright moonlight, you enter into the beloved ... We are no longer alone ... we are one ... I like it ... not just ... putting a hand on her, feel her camp behind me, more flex ...
Soon she tightly embraces me ... in there ... should be a series of contractions of the walls of her vagina ... in short, das ist science fiction ... Russian words can not pick up .... Her sweet groan deaf ... I know what was happening to her ... She won her top, but it also He knows that this is an intermediate point where it can be a little ... take a breath ahead of the main peak ...
I give her the opportunity to ... my movements are smooth, but the same penetration depth ... In fact, I somehow intuitively soon learned to prolong this thing ... without any special techniques ...
Halt completed ... wider step, comrade ... in a sound range of rhythmic and sonorous contiguities our bodies ... groan ... it is added, for me, exciting squelch, yet only her moisture. But, that's ... wall ... ceiling ... moonlight ... all kuda-to disappears ... I just feel like my testicles spins fire boiling lava ... ... sweet wave consumes me ... just before that I did not move, and it must be mounted as the count, tightly clutching the hips ... sometimes, unfortunately, black and blue ... which, however, pass quickly. Sometimes allow myself to give her a little sick ... or, at the height of delight, pulling her by the hair ... It is for me does not threaten ... Just those moments ... she, then, does not remember anything ....
It's over ... I sit down on my knees and the comfort that attracts her to him ... It settles on my hips ... we are still one suschestvo..Legkimi gentle stroking kisses ... try to keep the elusive sweetness ... .znaya that it replaced an extraordinary, fantastic ( I repeat!) ease ... when we soar ... and, only then, begin to feel your weary body ... very slowly ...
It lies on me ... tired ... awful like to feel her relaxed body on itself ... I gently ... literally fingertips caress her back ... feel her tired voluptuous shake ... baldezh ... at some point I lower arms below ... her ass obediently moved apart under the my hands ... as if mocking her ... I caress her again ... She sluggishly protests, but can not give up these touches.
She always goes to sleep first ... lying on my arm ... it's next to me ... the moonlight gently, without disturbing, covers her face ... her mouth half-open like a child ... and sometimes even cute drool in the corner of the mouth ..
I carefully remove the hand ... I pull away and she immediately ... not waking up ... rolled into a ball and props cheek little fist.
My 29-year-old girl is sleeping ... And soon, and I plunge into a dreamless sleep ...
... That the 79th summer gave me the love with which I shall not leave for almost 30-years old ...
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