My name is Ivan, 37 years old, still single. Life was given to me simply - the folder is a fairly successful businessman, he poured a lot of money into the development of his son. Yes, and I myself am pretty good in business circles right now. However, he was not one of those spoiled boys who smear black caviar on bread in school cafeteria. No, dad insisted that I study in the most ordinary high school, without showing my financial position. Yes, I myself always wanted to achieve a position among peers not with my father's money, but with my own skills. Even as a child I was seriously engaged in swimming, so even for my years I had a rather beautiful body of a former athlete.
The only thing I never had in my life was the ability to communicate with the opposite sex. I may not have married until now because of this. Although the girls were close. I'm still an enviable groom. But somehow everything did not work for me. Some kind of incomprehensible timidity overcame me. Of course, I was not a goner virgin. Once a week I ordered a good prostitute for the night. Perhaps it was a habit. But really, I was excited only when I paid the girl money and for the money I could do everything I wanted with her. According to the price list, of course. I liked to stick her on a dick, realizing that with every push the girl works off the rubles spent on her.
The folder in recent years, more and more cursed at me that he had long wanted grandchildren. I was the only heir, and my race was over, so I was seriously thinking about getting married.
And on that Friday evening I decided to go to the club to get acquainted with the girl. Well, not to go to the library, after all. I chose a club not far from home - a pleasant interior, soft music. Sitting at the table, I ordered two hundred grams of brandy. There were a lot of people in the club. These were mostly companies or couples. So I spent aimlessly an hour. When I was about to leave this cereal establishment, I saw HER! It was a real queen. Her footsteps did not strike the floor, she literally floated through the air. Sultry brunette with fox eyes. Straight hair fell on bare shoulders, and a miniature black dress only emphasized her slim figure and bulk chest. Her whole aura shouted - I am SEX, in the good sense of the word.
Charmer went to the bar and made an order. I couldn't take my eyes off this girl. In appearance she was about 30. Very well-groomed, with a slightly raised chin. This girl obviously knew her worth! After drinking a couple of cocktails right at the counter, the girl went to dance. I did not lose sight of her for a minute, greedily devouring the charming woman with my eyes. Her body flexed so gorgeous in the rhythm of the dance that it could be easily imagined as a professional dancer on any stage. A narrow dress fitted the body, which made it possible to assess the quality of the figure of this charming woman. Pretty woman paid no attention to anyone. Most likely, this cutie is used to hungry looks. Despite the twilight of the evening institution, I clearly discerned that the girl was clearly upset about something. Her appearance was gloomy, at the same time beautiful. Such girls rarely go to cereal establishments alone. Usually they come either in the company of rich daddies, or together with the same "expensive" girlfriends. In the same night nymph there was clearly some kind of despair and sadness, which the girl tried to drown out with a large dose of alcohol, regularly ordering from the bartender.
I was absolutely not interested in another public. All my eyes were aimed only at her - at the Goddess in a black miniature dress!
Just a couple of hours, and the girl has already stumbled considerably. It was felt by her shaky gait.
Deciding to extend the moments of visual contact, I rushed for the charmer, who was clearly heading for the exit. I was disappointed and angry with myself. During the time that she was in the club, I did not dare to approach her.
Out on the street, the girl turned off the alarm of the Ford Focus car parked nearby, got behind the wheel and started the engine. It is strange where she gathered in this form. I even began to worry a little about the girl.
No sooner had the babe get under way, giving back, she shuffled the wing of a luxurious red AUDI RS5 that was approaching the parking lot. A presentable gentleman came out of the car and headed towards the girl. Then I cast aside all modesty. After all, apart from communicating with girls, the rest I decided quickly, toughly, efficiently.
The man quickly approached Ford, from which a girl in a black dress jumped out. I was on time and managed to get between them. The man cursed loudly, insulted the girl, tried to throw herself at her with his fists, but I firmly held the defense, not allowing him to approach the girl.
- Yes shut up you! - In anger, I shouted to a man.
He looked at me in amazement. I did not even understand. But no, I understood - he recognized me. I already recognized him. This is my father's working partner, and therefore my partner.
Having recognized me, the business partner noticeably cooled.
- Vanya, your woman that nakosyachila?
- Yes, mine. I think we will understand without the cops and other problems. I compensate.
The partner calmed down noticeably, shook my hand and got behind the wheel of his car. And in fact - the scratch was insignificant.
My own night nymph stood in a daze. She wrapped her arms around her elbows and lowered her head. Her machine was still with the engine turned on. I returned the car to the parking space and got out. The partner also parked and, not paying attention to us, headed for the club. The beauty in the black dress still stood in the middle of the parking lot with a hairy head.
I was so anxious to calm and calm her down. What can I say - I just wanted to carry it on my hands!
- Are you OK? - I asked timidly, going up to the girl.
She continued to bow her head, elbows with her palms.
At that moment I was not a gentleman. especially for sexytal.com I have all remained that man - "who solves the issues." I took the girl by the elbow and led her to my car. Having set the girl in the passenger seat of my sporty BMW, I rushed through the night city. All the way the girl was silent. I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye - it was an angel in the flesh, sitting some centimeters from me.
Whirling through the city, I nevertheless drove up to my own entrance. During the journey, the girl never uttered a word. Her whole appearance expressed that the girl was very upset.
- We arrived. - As friendly as possible I said.
Only now the beauty turned to me.
- Where are we? The girl asked.
It struck me like a current. This beauty had a very gentle "velvety" voice. This voice does not announce the city news smart girls leading on TV and not ... but in general do not say that. She seemed to caress me with every touch of her voice ... The girl seemed to purr in my ear. Although she did not show any sexual activity. The girl continued to sit perplexedly in the car.
I decided to finally turn on the master of the situation. Yes, I did not pay for the accident. But I agreed, taking advantage of dating. Consider - paid. And that means she owes me. I liked this turn of events much more. When I shot prostitutes and paid them for the night of love. And yet in this situation, the case was ambiguous, and I did not fully know how to behave.
- Are you okay? - I asked the girl after seeing the divorces from the carcass on her face.
- All is well. Where are we? - Modestly asked the girl.
Her voice made goosebumps in me. I decided to act more decisively.
I went out, bypassing the car, opened the passenger door and extended my hand to the girl. She modestly stretched out her tender palm. Only now in the moonlight, I noticed that on the ring finger of the outstretched right hand light ..
glitter sparkled wedding ring. Ah well! Then I, too, will not be a modest bridegroom, but I will be the guy who saved this bitch from problems!
I pulled the girl to me. She did not seem to resist. Even the tears disappeared from her eyes. I grabbed my waist, and I took the beauty to me. I used to say hello to the concierge, I pressed the button of the fourteenth floor on the elevator. The girl walked without tension. I don’t know whether her frustration affected, or alcohol intoxication, or the fact that I saved her in an accident. I do not know. But after five minutes she was sitting in my apartment on the couch. The girl has calmed down, asking for a bath, she returned to me after five minutes with a corrected makeup.
She literally flew into the room. No, I'm not talking about speed. It seemed that such beauty just floated in the air. And yet her look was very sad. The girl sat in the chair across from me. I gave her a glass of brandy.
- My name is Nadya. The girl said modestly.
- Very nice, Ivan. Come for an acquaintance.
We knocked the edges of the glasses and sipped a hot drink.
Nadya remained silent for a few seconds, then asked?
- Why did you stand up for me?
- You're just gorgeous! - I have never seen such girls! - I was a little cunning. Of course. I have seen models, porn stars. But it's all on TV. And in real life, so close ... no, Nadia really was a beauty queen.
- ... That's why I decided to stand up for you.
- That is, if I were ugly, would you leave me at the mercy of this boor? - frankly asked Nadia.
Iron logic! - I thought.
- Yes! Then I would not help you.
- I am pleased with honesty. - purred girl. Only I will be married ...
The girl tried to finish her conversation when I dug into her soft tender lips with my kiss. A couple of seconds, and she responded with the same passionate and long kiss. Her tongue walked in my mouth. Passion seemed to be her middle name! We embraced with Nadia. I caressed her beautiful body through a light black dress.
Yes, what the hell tenderness! She didn't even look at me when she was at the club. Yes, and shit, that she feels. She owes me! That feeling dramatically increased in me when I paid for girls for one night! And for this I paid! Today! Now!
I had a lot of thoughts. But one was above all - she is the whore for whom I paid! Let not money, but connections, let her not a prostitute! But she must pay me now with her hole!
Nadia remained in a certain euphoria, she did not even know about my thoughts. She gently took my caresses on her chest. I caressed her dark nipples, kissed them. Nadia just leaning back, gently moaning.
I have already seen in this beast only a prostitute, for whom I paid and could do anything with it.
Just a couple of seconds, and Nadia stood with cancer, turned by my dexterous hands. I unzipped my pants. Hips girls and walked from side to side. My dick jumped out as soon as I lowered my pants. I didn't even need to direct it! It seemed he himself, as on the control panel, directed the head to the center of the cave. Nadia still wagged her ass, appealingly wanting entry. I even forgot about condoms, carefully stored in the back pocket. I entered Nadya jerk. She leaned forward, but I firmly held her by the hips. With sharp jerks, I began to enter the narrow girl. I did not have a huge dick, but Nadia howled and squirmed under my dick. She screamed, moaned, asked for more. Requested? You are welcome. I was going faster and faster into her tender body. It was so hot, welcome! At the same time - it was paid for! And a married whore wriggles under me, who is paying the price for the accident with her hole! With these thoughts, I quickly began to enter Nadia! A few more frictions, and I began to pour straight into her wide open hole. Nadia also had time. She laid her head on folded hands and breathed deeply. Her little hole throbbed, pushing out the remnants of sperm.
My dick continued to stand! Ska, I'm 37! I just finished! And I WANT MORE! I stuck it back. He easily entered my cum. I slowly continued to enter Nadia, but she continued to lie down, sticking out her ass and breathing heavily. Nadya clearly did not move away from the first orgasm. I lost my head! I imagined that I paid for this beauty! I can use it! Grabbing Nadina thighs - roughly, began to fuck her hole. Nadya began to moan softly. I Felt master of the situation! Nadina the hole was not just her - she belonged to me, and the sweet wigs of this bitch only confirmed it!
I restrained the second jet of sperm, turning Nadia over and ending her face. Nightmare. Not. Not a nightmare! Charm! A whole stream was on the face of this charming. Nadia lay beneath me and clearly baldela. She continued to naglazhivat his girl and enjoy the situation.
But I was already empty. As it was - a goal, I went to smoke on the balcony. When I stood on the balcony, I felt a gentle hug. Nadya came to me! That nymph, whom I only dared to dream of, now hugs me!
Dokuhriv, I asked: well, now to my husband?
- Yes, she answered modestly.
I stood next to Nadia. I tried to pet her girl, but Nadya drew back.
- Do not, Wan, this is a husband.
Yes, ohrenet, only now she was substituted, but already her husband. He hugged her chest.
- Nadia, what happened? Why so sad?
- Sorry. Home problems. Husband spree. And so on. But you distracted me. Do you know what was the greatest pleasure for me?
- What? I asked.
- That you paid for me. I have never had such a thing. I want more!
- And you, bitch! - I said, turning this married slut with cancer ...