When a girl has two boyfriends and she can’t stop at one, it’s so crazy when she can’t choose who to go on a date with ... because there are only seven days in a week, which means someone will get fewer evenings ... especially when they don't know about each other and they're both so hot and jealous... Playing innocent and remembering all the time what kind of perfume everyone loves... when they have sex in such different ways... when every night you only have time to pop home and fall asleep... when the excitement does not have time to pass and be in this state all the time... when one proudly leads to a new club... and you already know where you can hide and pull him there... when he he is amazed how I can find such places everywhere ... and after all, last week I hugged another here ... only then I knelt in front of him and sucked for the first time in the evening, and today I am laid out here on the table, protruding his ass pervertedly, and the only similarity is that this is also the first time in the evening ... and last time we went to play billiards, he persuaded me, although I was wearing such a short skirt ... and the bet was the whole night: I I always tried to slip away before dawn ... of course, I lost, because the second one left for a week in another city and no one could call me to wish me good morning ...
Every evening, give yourself completely to someone alone and receive so much love and sex that would be enough for several years to come ... when you need to remember which places you should never go to, who likes black lingerie more, and who hates red ... some of them love it when I caress the testicles with my tongue, and some with my hand ... who likes to cum on my chest more, and who doesn’t pull it out of my mouth until the very last salvo ... and if you suddenly mix it up, then it’s not scary either, because I can be different ... it happens that a date with one is canceled, the evening shouldn’t be wasted ... and the worst thing is when you suddenly mixed up something and appointed two at once for one evening ... you have to share in time, with one until twelve, with another after ... and when, after a long day, you meet a guy who throws himself right at the meeting and right on the street grabs his ass ... and immediately crawls under his skirt in a cafe ... and he drags me to the toilet, because he hasn’t seen me for two days ... and after a few minutes we leave together, so pleased with shining eyes ... no, you don’t have to come to this cafe anymore, and so the waitress looks like a wolf ... but then to the cinema, to one seat in the last row, and swear to the ticket attendant that we will occupy one seat for the entire session ... and in the whole hall there are several more couples like us, they don’t care what to watch, even a cartoon, everything anyway, all the receptors at that moment are concentrated in one place, when I sit on his lap and he penetrates me so easily, because his sperm is still there with the cafe ... and move quite a bit, and such the same sounds, the creak of a seat or a convulsive sigh ... and explode on it myself, biting my lip, and he squeezed me so hard that it seems that he will break it now ... and hear a quiet "Mmmmm" ... of course we will not inspect this a movie, because they are waiting for me in one more place, and I have to invent and dodge so that he would not see me off but catch a taxi ... look at myself in the mirror ... God, what a contented look ... well, yes, this is not bad ...
But the panties will give me away, in a few hours of communication they got wet through, I’ll have to throw them away ... it’s a pity, they were so beautiful, but carrying panties wet from someone else’s sperm in your purse ... and it’s even sexier ... and when the second in the evening, the gentleman runs his hand over the ass and suddenly feels that I am without underwear ... I can directly see how, with the last strength, to hold on to the threads on his trousers ... only in the next cafe you can’t immediately let him inside, first suck a little, hold it with a wet tongue caress him all over, so that he would stop being aware of his actions ... but actually it’s possible in the ass, a wonderful idea ... all the more so he won’t put his hand between my lips, but will hold my waist and stroke my back ... the main thing is to turn around in such a way that it would not be visible how wet everything is with me, but whatever he wants, madly wants to take me in the ass ... yes, my boy is quick-witted, he always understands what I want and inserts me with such by the force that I'm scared, and suddenly noticed, he suddenly wants to hurt me on purpose ... and for several minutes he thrusts me with all his might to the very end ... but when he ends there and in his moan you can hear "how I feel good with you baby" , I explode with fireworks myself ... and leaving the next cafe toilet, another glass of martini, another evening with endless orgasms ... and once again come home and fall asleep, and feel the happiest in this world ... And in the morning to run to the institute so cheerful and fresh, because there, in the group, there is a new boy ... he has such bottomless eyes that he did not take his eyes off me all day yesterday ... I should probably set aside one evening for him ...