And there is a hole in the old woman. I've never been lucky with young girls. They didn't have success. Why dont know. In short, at the age of nineteen, I realized that it is much better to have a non-committal relationship with a woman over forty than to experience novels with peers with violent showdowns, jealousy, betrayals, lies. Of course, it was very difficult to get acquainted with adult ladies and divorce them for sex, but it was possible. So he lived until the age of 23. Until I graduated from college and got a job. This is where I got into a story.
By that time I had a car, not the worst, but not the most interesting job either. I made a lot of money at the time. He lived with his parents, but did not want to work for their small business. He helped, of course, as far as possible. No more.
So. Once I drove by this same car to a friend who lives near the Universitet metro station. And, leaving his entrance, I noticed a completely gorgeous chick. That is, the first thing I noticed was a mop of bright red hair. I took a closer look. She was not above average height, but due to the huge hairpins it seemed that her height was approaching one hundred and eighty centimeters.
Chic legs with strong wide hips and a massive ass were covered with tight stretch jeans, and a truly royal posture made her irresistible. My heart beat wildly, and I, forgetting everything, went after the girl. When he caught up, he glanced at her middle finger. There was no ring. It gave me confidence. I asked a banal question, such as how to get to Nicolaus Copernicus Street. I expected that I would be sent, but unexpectedly, the girl turned out to be very friendly. We started talking. It turned out that her name was Marina.
As it turned out, she was in no hurry. We went to a cafe. We sat for a bit. I immediately liked Marina's mood. During the conversation, it turned out that she was only a year older than me. She graduated from a banking college, but the work in the bank seemed to her boring and underpaid (then I concluded that her mental abilities were not great). Therefore, she learned to be a hairdresser and worked in her specialty. She was married twice, but unsuccessfully. She lived alone in her own apartment. Her mother died. The father lives separately and helps financially.
Marina's face was with regular and beautiful features: large green eyes with extended eyelashes, a neat, straight nose and a small mouth. The chest line is poor. The size is the second from strength, but compared to all her external virtues, this shortcoming is merciless, as well as her love of drinking. At about nine o'clock in the evening we moved to a bench not far from the circus, where a group of her friends hung out. The guys treated me very kindly, although, as Marina told me, one of the guys was in love with her and had tried to court her before. And her girlfriend, a large, healthy man whose name I don’t remember, pushed me with her elbow in the side and said in a low voice:
Marina has a crush on you. Take the bull by the horns.
However, this is what I understood. By the way Marina flirted with me, built her eyes, gently stroked her palm and even opened a bottle of water for me (I didn’t drink beer). At about ten o'clock, she herself offered to walk me to the car, and we ended up at her house. On Builders. I was struck by the terrible disorder reigning in Marina's apartment. However, we quickly found ourselves on an unmade bed. Marina immediately took the initiative into her own hands.
However, having become adept at communicating with women, I turned Marina on her back and pulled off her jeans. At first we sucked long and noisily. Then I went down with my mouth below and fell on her neatly trimmed pussy. As experience has shown, I did the right thing. Marinka moved, squeezed my head with her strong hips, breathed quickly and noisily, and covered her face with her hands. It looks like she was biting her palms. Soon I realized that the girl had finished. And I wasn't wrong.
“Come to me,” she whispered loudly and pulled me towards her. I got a member in a wet vagina the first time. Although I was on top, Marina set the pace. I got the impression that she was fucking me. She did everything so noisily and passionately. I didn't screw up either. I realized that she wanted me to finish quickly, which I did, splashing sperm on the sheets.
Sex, coupled with alcohol, gave Marina additional energy.
“Night is my time,” she said, “and you have a good instrument. My sizer.
Marina laughed and dragged me by the rebellious member. I didn’t think that I could recover so quickly, but when Marina got cancer, it turned me on so much that I fucked her holding her round elastic ass and finished even faster than the first time. Marina was sometimes gentle, sometimes passionate, even if she seemed rude to me. During that night she told me a lot of things about her lovers, how she likes to fuck and many other things. Tirelessly galloping on me like a rider or wearily lay on her stomach. I couldn't tear myself away from her. Completely exhausted, I met the dawn and went home. However, I could not forget this and returned to Marina in the evening. So we began to live together.
In the first two weeks, I realized that Marina is sloppy, lazy, very unstable and likes to drink. However, her shortcomings were compensated by hot sex, during which I found out that since I had not fucked her yet, I still had to learn cunnilingus and massage. She liked my height, meter eighty, however, she said that she liked men even taller. She had nothing against the length of my dick. During bouts of bad mood, she screamed that she was annoyed by my pretty face. Advised to go to please the rich fagots for a lot of money.
But the most interesting thing began when I returned home after work a couple of weeks after meeting, I found Marina sitting on the lap of some man. She was in a frivolous dressing gown, which practically did not hide her beautiful legs. I got this guy out fairly quickly. When asked who it was, Marina replied that she was a former lover, and at the same time a very wealthy man. So I realized that she is also what a little bitch. I wanted to leave, but Marina practically pushed me into bed by force. I did not have time to understand anything, but I was already lying on my back, and Marinka, bending over me, was already sucking my dick. As a result of all these shocks, I experienced great excitement.
He turned Marinka onto her back in one motion. He worked with his finger in her pussy, and when she got wet, he introduced a member there. After a minute, I realized that I was about to finish. I had to hold back a little. However, I knew what to do in order not to finish quickly. Marinka moaned and wriggled under me, as if showing that I was doing everything right. Along the way, I caressed her strong small breasts with my tongue, and kneaded my lower back with my hands. She liked it that way. When Marinka finished, I finally relaxed and wanted to go out to pour sperm on the sheet, but Marinka tightly hugged me with her legs and, smiling, said:
- Today you can in me.
I soon realized that the strongest excitement and the hottest sex we have is after the scandals.
After a month of living with Marina, I realized that she was just a whore and a whore, and no force would make her stop twirling her booty in front of the men. I was not able to track her every step, so I had to look for an antidote. One day Yarik was our guest. Prominent tall guy. Marina drank more than necessary. By the way, about the booze. Alas, I was inexperienced and realized too late that if Marina drank dry wine or Martini, she was sexy and passionate and could give pizdeishn.net an unforgettable night, but after drinks with a strength of over forty degrees, her behavior was unpredictable. She could scandalize, fight and even arrange a suicide attempt.
So, I felt that Marina fell for Yarik. She was in a short dress, with fucking make-up, rubbing her thigh against the guy, flirting in every possible way. At first I wanted to fight with Yarik, then, when I realized that it was not his fault, to drop everything and leave. But then I thought that you can turn this outrage into a sexual adventure. I called Marina to the kitchen. She left, swinging her hips invitingly.
In the kitchen, I immediately asked her:
- Do you like Yarik?
- And if so, what? Marina answered with a challenge.
- And let's seduce him, - I suggested, hugging Marina.
With this, I killed two birds with one stone: firstly, I got sexual pleasure, and secondly, I don’t think that Yarik, although he is a handsome guy, could compete with me in terms of delivering Marinka an orgasm. In addition, Yarik could have been frightened at all by such a turn of events and run away.
- Do you really want this? Marina asked in such a sexy voice that I almost threw her on the kitchen table. Her eyes softened, and the sparkle I loved so much appeared in them.
- Certainly. Always wanted to see how you act in bed with another man.
At first we sat at the table like that, gradually moved to bed. Marinka casually hugged Yarik. He tried to pull away, but Marinka held him tightly. Yarik looked at me helplessly. I smiled and nodded. Marina did everything herself. She threw Yarik on the bed, sucked him in her lips, and unbuttoned his jeans with her hands. I undressed and lay down next to me. Marinka acted like an experienced whore. She released Yarik's cock and began to suck. When he reached the desired condition, Marinka sat on the guy, took off her dress over her head and jumped at a frantic pace.
I knew that an unprepared guy would finish in such a situation very quickly. And so it happened. Marinka left Yarik and moved to me. I turned Marinka on her back and climbed on top. I felt Marin's passion. She was good with me. Then I felt that someone was touching me from behind by the balls. Of course, it was Yarik. I turned around and chuckled softly at him. He lagged behind. I continued to gently fuck Marinka, looking intently into her eyes. She responded with a look of gratitude. I realized that my beloved had finished and allowed myself to pour sperm.
It was warm, so we made a bed on the balcony. I caressed Marinka, imagining her in Yarik's arms. But he was not ready for such a turn of events. At some point, he left. Marina and I did not notice this. Beloved leaned her hands on the fence, and I entered her from behind. It was not very comfortable, but Marina quickly finished and went limp. I finished what I started. The presence of Yarik had a very exciting effect. I fucked Marinka until the morning. And the poor guy got drunk with grief and fell asleep.