Ninka was lying on her stomach, her legs bent under her. Her butt rose defiantly off the sofa. Her bare feet were hanging off the sofa, and her head was resting on the back. I sat side by side, a little to the side, and diligently jerked off both Ninka’s holes at once. She snorted contentedly, moved her butt, and twirled it. Feeling the finish line approaching, she spun faster.
- Come on, I'll cum now!
I liked it when Ninka came from my caresses, and then put her hole at my disposal and lay relaxed while I tormented her body. I gave it. The contraction of the muscles of the anus and vagina signaled her high. Having groaned several times, she relaxed her legs, lowered her butt, rested a little and raised it again. Ninka hoped to get another orgasm if I wasn’t in a hurry and helped her. I helped.
Spreading her buttocks, he smeared her ass with cream and lubricated her ass. He put his penis to the hole in the anus, pressed it and slipped into the alluring depths. He placed his hand under Ninka’s tummy, massaging her clitoris.
Ninka gave me only in the ass, saving her pussy for her husband. He didn’t fuck her in the ass at all, but she was a big fan of anal. She always came to see me immediately before her husband came home from work. We quickly fucked, she wiped herself with a napkin and fled to her apartment, located directly opposite ours. She came running in a robe, without panties, and immediately struck a pose.
And now she was moaning, trying to discharge again. Lucky. She came almost simultaneously, literally a few seconds after me. She wiped herself, kissed her on the cheek and flew away.
Until next time. The very possibility of being caught by her husband or my wife was incredibly exciting. Even at some party together, she tried to expose her butt, finding a darker corner. And I liked to pound her already pretty fucked up ass and cum inside her. That's how we lived. As neighbors, trying to help each other.