So, the continuation of the banquet was waiting for us at Misha at the hut, and we walked there in an unsteady gait. Upon arrival home, we immediately decided to catch up. and this case was a bar. From there we rested a bottle of liquor and, slowly, sitting at the table, we drank it. Julia did not hesitate to stick to Micah. By that moment, Vovchik and Seryoga were already snoring peacefully in their chairs. And then it began. Yulina's hand stretched out under the table to touch Mishina's hand. Her fingers played with him until the heat of excitement spread to his whole body. She laughed at his jokes and gently teased. Liqueur hit him in the head, weakening his indecision, and in her he evaporated making her desire harder. Suddenly she whispered to him: "Climb under the table." Her whisper stuck in that part where lust was stronger than his mind. He disappeared under the table. Who but Romka and I did not notice. Julia put her hand under the table and found his head. Her mini-skirt slid up her thighs, and Julia slid slightly down from her chair, her knees closed tightly. “Take off my panties,” she whispered. She felt his trembling fingers. Misha reached for his panties, his movements seemed uncertain, but greedy, while his fingers coped with an elastic fabric. This, seemingly unremarkable, day began with the fact that my friends and I decided to celebrate the release of the 9th grade. As there were six: Vovka, Seryoga, Romka, Lyoshka (I) and Mishka with Julia. We cooked in a department store with three liters of SMIRNOFF and a box of beer. Then we went to the Moscow River (or rather, on the plates). There we sucked it all together. For some reason, Romka and I turned out to be the most sober.
So, the continuation of the banquet was waiting for us at Misha at the hut, and we walked there in an unsteady gait. Upon arrival home, we immediately decided to catch up. and this case was a bar. From there we rested a bottle of liquor and, slowly, sitting at the table, we drank it. Julia did not hesitate to stick to Micah. By that moment, Vovchik and Seryoga were already snoring peacefully in their chairs. And then it began. Yulina's hand stretched out under the table to touch Mishina's hand. Her fingers played with him until the heat of excitement spread to his whole body. She laughed at his jokes and gently teased. Liqueur hit him in the head, weakening his indecision, and in her he evaporated making her desire harder. Suddenly she whispered to him: "Climb under the table." Her whisper stuck in that part where lust was stronger than his mind. He disappeared under the table. Who but Romka and I did not notice. Julia put her hand under the table and found his head. Her mini-skirt slid up her thighs, and Julia slid slightly down from her chair, her knees closed tightly. “Take off my panties,” she whispered. She felt his trembling fingers. Misha reached for his panties, his movements seemed uncertain, but greedy, while his fingers coped with an elastic fabric.
He pulled them down, through the hips, knees, legs. She slipped out of her shoes. Panties were removed. Mickey tried to push her thighs apart and she threw open her legs in front of him, pushing her vagina forward. His lips were close and she could feel his hot breath. “Fuck me with your tongue,” she purred. Julia felt his tongue disappear into its depths. His lips closed around her labia, shamelessly sucking her juices. Then Julia came to her senses from the pleasure that swept over her. “Let's go to the sofa,” she whispered. Misha had no choice but to obey her order.
They fell on the sofa. Julina's hand slowly crawled to the buckle of sweatpants. She skillfully pulled them off him, and a mishkin's member jumped out to meet her. Yulia screamed in surprise, but immediately came to her senses and sent him into herself. At the same time, Misha passionately burned her with kisses on the neck. Julia immediately caught his rhythm and began to move in time with his movements. After 5 minutes, their movements became more frequent, and a minute later, Julia threw back her head, and her face broke into a voluptuous smile - she had finished. Misha was not satisfied with such a turn of events and, having come out of her, he brought himself to orgasm with his hands. Yulia squeezed out of herself: “I want you to finish me on the navels.” o he was too tense and did not hear her words. Having shaken a couple of times, he fired his entire charge right on his face. Julia eagerly licked her lips, they lay down for a couple of minutes together, and then they went into the shower together.