In an amicable way, one had to leave here and move to an ordinary beach. But this meant that it was necessary to crawl along the primer to the highway and another forty minutes to saw in the opposite direction in the overheated, thanks to the iron box that was dead last night and the air conditioner. Perspective Andryukha not smiling at all.
There was, however, another option: to quickly run to the water, which will hide and cool the “potentialities” of the body. But, firstly, sooner or later you will have to return to the shore to the same problems, and secondly, you still need to get to the depth of salvation. Andrew, though he went aside to the bushes, still the people are spinning nearby. That one by go, others. And okay, if only adult women. Oh, Andrew would have slipped past them somehow. Vidali, I suppose. Do not be surprised. But near the same and young girls at all, who came with their parents. Do not frighten children with their “bayonet attack”.
Yet Andrew did not stop looking around, hoping to seize the moment, but at least go for a swim, once he arrived. And here seems to be luck smiled. Himself somewhat calmed down and withered, but the people were numbed. It's about time. But as soon as Andrei began to rise, a flock of young girls emerged from the bushes. Man six or seven. Their well-shaped figures, elastic balls of the breasts, slender legs and other body immediately responded with a welcome command to raise the flag, and Andrei hastily flopped back, again covering himself with a towel. "Heck! How not to be on time. Okay, maybe they’ll run now, but I’ll still have time around for anyone. ”
But it was not there. Girls, having exchanged glances, have slowed down near the sitting guy.
- Hello! - fervently smiled at him the high goldsmith former apparently ringleader in the company. - Do you miss? Come with us to swim.
- Yes, I ... sort of wanted to get warm. - Perplexedly mumbled Andryukha, taken aback.
- Yeah. - She mocked her eyes on a towel stranger. - And the friend for the heat covered with a blanket.
The girls burst out laughing.
- Okay. They drove into the paint. - Andrei surrendered. - It was just a long time without female caress, but there was such beauty around ...
- Look, not afraid to admit. - Brisk gray-eyed little girl leaned toward him, teasing her eyes with two pleasant bulges. - Why do you caress someone?
“The one who caressed,” Andrei smiled wryly, “decided that her career was more important for her and drove off to train at an import firm in Moscow.” In order to stay there later.
“Look,” the gray-eyed boy dropped to his knees so close to the guy that “the pointer of his barometer”, in spite of his will, moved to the “highest pressure” area, - he did not let go of his fingers, like I had thrown. Honestly said. It deserves a reward.
- And what? - Andrey hardly forced himself not to move his eyes from the girl’s face onto the alluring rounded hemispheres of her chest.
- Well, consider that you won an ambulance session. - Gray-eyed, rising, pulled the guy behind him. - Get up. Do not worry, we will cover.
The girls moved closer, becoming a ring. Andrew rose from the sand, not quite understanding what was wanted of him. Freed from a towel, my friend happily glanced at the sky.
- Beautiful what. - Gray-eyed gently and gently touched the fingers of male toys. - You can not torment so long. Lika, your turn has come ... to help.
A short dark-haired girl, apparently the youngest in the company, did not argue, quickly knelt in front of Andrew. The next second, Andrew started, feeling like his fighter penetrates into a hot girl's mouth. The remaining girls stood up even denser, hiding what was happening from prying eyes.
- Ooh. - In addition to the will escaped from Andryukha. - Ltd. Oooh ...
The girls standing beside him, helping a friend, stroked and kissed Andrew. He embraced them in response, touching the curved shoulders and elastic breasts, but with all the sensations was where the dense ring of delicate lips embraced his trunk, then letting him into the teasing, calling mouth, then letting it out. Thin girlish fingers played with the guy's eggs, hastening the juice of masculine love ripening in them to spill out. Andrei groaned and, without controlling himself, tugged backwards to meet girl's caress. Lika shuddered at his “blows”, but did not let the toy out, continuing to diligently suck it. The sharp turrets of her young breasts jumped in time with the boy's jolts. Holding the barrel with her hand, she slid her lips up and down, noticing anything around. Andrei also did not pay attention to anything. His “stallion”, after finding a desired rider after a long break, swiftly rushed to the finish line. Another moment and in the middle of the day the stars will flash.
- Aaaa!
Andrew, jerking his whole body, shot Lika right in the mouth. More and more. The girl, having sustained a couple of "volleys" and feeling that the guy’s supply is too large for her, she fired the barrel out, helping him with her hand. White, hot splashes flew from the Andryukha trunk to her chest, stomach, shoulders. Finally, the guy ran out of steam. The gun in the face of her face ceased firing and, losing its former hardness, began to decrease in size. Andrei, breathing heavily, opened his eyes. Lika, catching his gaze, smiled, then jumped up quickly, smacked the guy on the cheek and ran away, covering her hands, decorating her white, sticky beads.
- Well, - laughed, looking at Andrew, goldilocks, - now you can take a swim and take it.
- Do you think our “first aid” will be enough for him for a long time? - With a doubt looked at her friend gray-eyed.
- There it will be seen. - Lightly waved her. - After all, the procedure can be repeated. Come on!
The girls, grabbing Andryukha by the hands, dragged him along, sped away, raising a cloud of spray, through shallow water, and together they sank into the alluring, cool depth. Behind them with laughter and screeching rushed the rest. A wave of cheerful fuss and bustle swept away from the beach, came back and splashed out onto the shore.
- Oh, good! - Andrew, fighting off, fell out of the pile-small and flopped his stomach on the heated sand.
Immediately someone from the naughty girls straddled him from above and spurred his heels.
- But-oh, horse!
A pussy wet after bathing slid along my lower back, and cool mounds of breasts pressed against shoulder blades.
“Hey, hey, girls,” Andrei protested, “finish.” You will now run away, but I will stay ... with a "proudly elevated mood." We're not alone here.
- So floated with us to the island, there is no one. - Gray-eyed with lazy grace sat down beside her and looked slyly at the guy. - It will be possible to arrange a second treatment session. Complex.
- With such doctors even to the ends of the earth. - Andrei smiled. - And on what to swim.
- And Lika won you out of the boat.
Light, but spacious plastic boat and really floated to them along the coast. The five of us gathered to go, three girls, on reflection, decided to stay. Andrew, embracing the gray-eyed, sat down at the stern, goldilocks settled on the nose with a charming nymph, and Lika and another girl sat on the oars. Andrew, however, offered his services as a rower, but the girls just waved away. Indeed, a weightless, steady boat ran forward easily, almost without requiring effort. The island grew up before our eyes.
- Do you even tell me your name? - Playfully pushed Andryukha gray-eyed. - But my mother forbids me to ride a boat with unfamiliar men.
Laughing girls immediately burst out laughing.
- Andrey. - The guy grinned in response. - And what do you call, obedient girls?
The question caused a second wave of laughter.
- Me Jan. She, - the girl, laughing, nodded at the goldilocks, - Jeanne. From my side at the oars Marina. Well, you already know Lika.
Andrei nodded, looking as the girl sitting opposite leaned forward, lifting the oar, then leaning back, revealing herself to the masculine look. The position in which they stayed during their so-called "acquaintance" on the shore did not contribute to the study of each other, and not that Andryukha, to tell the truth, was at that moment. And now he enjoyed admiring a pretty girl. Perhaps, if he had to choose, he would prefer Lika from all of them. However, he was not at all sure that their chance meeting would receive any continuation.
- We arrived. - Meanwhile, announced Lika, deftly tabana in front of a small sandbank. - Andrew, help me moor.
Andrei gently slid overboard and, walking to the waist in the water, sent the boat to a narrow strip of sand. Jeanne jumped out on the beach before the others and immediately beckoned the guy behind her.
- Come on soon. Until the rest land and the boat is tied, I will be the first.
Andrew, without arguing, followed goldilocks. Having jumped out onto a narrow glade hidden from the water by a bush, Zhanna, laughing, fell into the low grass and, turning over on her back, extended her hands to him. Andrew with a swing collapsed next. Embracing, they rolled on the ground, until the girl triumphant horsewoman did not saddle the guy.
- I won, you are my prize!
Jeanne clung to his lips, searching for the reviving male toy. Andrei's palms stories about sex crushed the warm balls of her breasts, making the girl moan softly. Her little cam deftly clasped the growing "tree" of the guy, slid up and down on it. One, another. Warmed by a woman's caress, the trunk straightened up proudly, like a ship sailing and, guided by the tender hand of a golden-haired “pilot,” entered the bay created by nature. The girl arched her back, transfixed for a brief sweet moment, and then commanded a “full stroke” to the frigate who had entered her “harbor”.
The rest of the adventurers who ran out onto the clearing followed the fugitive who was already jumping on a young colt at full speed. Without this grieving, the girls fell into the grass next to them. Marina was the first to lean on Andrei’s lips, and they were already in a hurry to change Lika with Yana, with her gray-eyed. Tickling silk hair, light heady perfume fragrance playful wave enveloped guy. Andrei's hands felt the ripe flesh of the young breasts, the velvety skin of the hips, the elastic roundness of the ass. And on his “horse”, screaming and breathing heavily, Jeanne galloped. Bathed in caresses of several beauties, Andrei could not help her properly, but the girl herself confidently found the way to the finish. The lower abdomen shuddered, meeting with masculine strength, the hips more and more squeezing the sides of the guy. Finally, goldilocks flinched, strayed from the rhythm, rushed to the guy, letting in a toy as deeply as possible, froze on it, swaying slightly. Then, with short, sharp jerks, she resumed the attack and, with a prolonged groan, subsided, irrigating the “flower growing in her garden” with grateful nectar.
Yana, having noticed that her friend had achieved her, slid behind the backs of the girls who continued to play with the boyfriend. And soon, Andrew felt that his "baton" passed the other runner. Now Yana was in charge of the captured toy, while Andrei hugged and kissed Lika and Marina.
- Can you help me, as I am on the shore? - Suddenly hot whispered in his ear Lika.
- Sure I can. Only maybe you better go there? - Andrew’s eyes pointed to the place occupied by the gray-eyed.
- I can't go there. - Lukavo and at the same time embarrassedly laughed Lika. - I'm still a girlfriend.
"Wow! That just does not happen, "Andrei snorted to himself. But he said nothing out loud, invitingly stretching out his hands.
In the face of his face, there were indeed tightly closed gates to the unknown girlish mystery so far. True, the desire that was burning in Lika was visibly marked on them with a wet luster of lubricant, the droplets of which, without being fitted, rolled out like transparent beads. Andrei touched this beauty with his lips, Lika gasped and spread her knees wider, trying to pull closer to the guy's face. Andrew grabbed the girl's hips and leaned up, teasing the language of her forbidden fruit juicy flesh. Lika quietly squeaked in time with his caress. Behind her, Yana continued to move with a flourish on the guy's rod. Andrei, busy with Lika, could not see her, but he felt how the tempo and sharpness of the Janina attacks increased, he heard intermittent sobs of the girl’s uneven breathing. She was clearly approaching a climax. Andrey felt similar signs in himself, but hoped to have time to give the girl the joy of a sweet finish before he shot himself.
So it happened. Yana, crying out, with all her strength she put on the trunk. And then for a while quietly swaying on it, slightly rising and falling. When she slipped off the guy, he felt that his "flower" was again thoroughly watered by the rain poured in the magical female garden. However, this watering was immediately drained by someone's diligent mouth, who sheltered the guy's toy. Andrei did not see if it was Yana or Marina waited for her turn. Continuing to caress Lika, languishing under his tongue, he only shuddered, feeling his trunk, surrounded by care, alternately disappearing into women's mouths, pouring juice.
- Awww ...
Andrew did not restrain a groan when the wave of pleasure that came came over him, so that his eyes darkened. Convulsively squeezing the buttocks, the guy portion by portion gave his mouth a juice. He did not even know whose, and he did not care.
- Aaaah ...
- A-aa ...
The bud blooming in female mouths gradually faded, and, finally, the girlfriends who played with him left him. Andrew, smiling blissfully, took a breath and again touched the tongue of the girl hanging over him. Her entrance, which was slightly opened from excitement, glistened with droplets of saliva and grease. The guy's tongue, penetrating between the doors, went from the very ass to the tender, crowning entrance of the sensitive tubercle, played with him, repeated the path again. Lika arched back, often breathing intermittently. Embraced by Andrew legs trembled noticeably. It was evident that her "rain" was not far off. Andrew, straightening his arms, covered his hands with the palms of the girl’s breast, crumpled their tender flesh, let them out, covered them again. Lika groaned out loud, struggling against the guy's face.
- Andrew, still ... more, good. I have already!
Lika fell forward, dropping his head in his hands. Her hips were clenched and unclenched over Andrew, the bottom of her stomach slid over the guy's face, and from the opened gates of her pussy-filled juices, they looked carefully, hanging on thin threads, sticky light droplets.
Andrew, quietly stroking the girl on the hips, waited for her to calm down. Finally, she raised herself in her arms and moved back, sliding down the guy's face onto his chest.
- Thank you, good! It was so great! - She bent down, kissed Andrew tightly. Then she laughed softly. “And now you have my mark on your chest.”
- Nothing, - smiled Andrew, - bathe, wash.
Hugging a girl, he pulled her to him and kissed her back.
- Well, now piss, what does all this mean?
- What are you talking about, Andrew? - Having made surprised eyes, Lika leaned back, obviously trying to sneak away, but the guy's hands held her tight.
- Yes, about your ambulance. What kind of focus is this?
- Just think, the girls decided to have some fun. - Lika shrugged exaggeratedly indifferently. - Didn't you like it?
- Liked. Even more. - Andrew nodded, mockingly looking at the girl lying on him. - Only entertainment is not your nose. You know, I'm still ready to believe that Jan with Jeanne without a peasant missed. Although it is hardly enough to lie down with anyone. And the virgin, who is so unbearable that she is ready to make a blowjob right on the beach for the peasant, is completely fiction. Yes, and the first comer.
- Nothing is the first comer. - passionately flashed eyes Lika. “We choose ...”
She stopped short, realizing that blurted out too much. But it was too late.
- Ta-ak. - Andrei drawled. - Everything is more interesting and more interesting. Chose means. How and why? Is this some kind of betting? Tell me.
- How, how did you choose? Viewed from behind the bushes. We liked you. - Lika looked away with a miserable look, as if cringing in the hands of a guy. - This is not a bet, Andrew, but it seems. Fanta.
- What?
- Fanta. You know, such a comic game, where everyone gets an assignment. Usually sing or dance. And we with girlfriends that it was more interesting, have decided to make any indecencies. For example, in a pool in front of unfamiliar boys, you should lose a bra in the water or, in a single raincoat, stand on a naked body in front of a shop window and take a picture open. As if advertising.
- Funny. - Andrew laughed.
- Yeah. Only I got the most idiotic: blowjob in a public place to do. I refused immediately. Better into the river from the bridge than in the middle of the street. All the same girlfriend persuaded. They said the word must be kept, and they will cover, help. So we came up with this "ambulance" on a wild beach. Laughing, cool pier. Zhanka and Yanka went so far that they decided to “fuck up the patient”, they agreed to take the boat. Next you know.
Lika finally decided to look at Andrei and smiled uncertainly.
- I was there, on the shore was so ashamed that I was afraid to raise my eyes to you. Only sucked like a wound up, if only it was all over. And ran away immediately. And I did not want to go with you at first. And then, in the boat, I saw that you were looking at me, and I thought: why is it all just Janke and Zhanna, and also decided to participate. If I did, let me. After all, I did not hurt you, right?
- Of course not. - Kissing the girl, Andrei opened his arms, throwing his hands behind his head. - It was a pleasure. And then, and now. It is a pity that all this just turned out to be a game. I liked you.
- You me too. Just ... - Lika, slipping from Andrei, knelt beside him. - But I do not know what to answer you, Andryusha. After all, we barely saw each other. And so, that you can think of me after such a “dating,” I am even afraid to imagine.
- Yes, I do not think anything. - Tiredly sighed, turning away, Andrew. - Ok, Lika. Go to yours, and do not wait for me. I'll get there myself.
- How are you? Long away.
- I swim well.
Lika sat next to him for a few more seconds, then rose and, taking a few uncertain steps forward, looked around.
“Don't be mad at us ... at me.”
She seemed to want to add something else, but without finding the appropriate words, she turned and disappeared behind the bushes. Andrei continued to lie looking at the sky. Five minutes later he rose and, looking around the empty glade, smiled sadly.
- The session is over. The chamber is free. Who is next?
Making his way between the bushes, he walked out onto a strip of sand near the water. The boat hurrying to the shore was already far away, but Andrei was noticed from her immediately. Four hands together rose into the air, greeting Masha guy. Andrei waved back. In the depths of his soul, suddenly, there was a faint hope that the boat would turn now, returning for him. But the girls swung their oars again, and the boat ran farther from the island.
- Well, to hell with you. - Andrew grunted.
Maybe it's for the best. Such is the option of care in English. Without unnecessary unnecessary words. There were no.
Stepping cautiously on an unfamiliar bottom, he entered the water, pushed off and even, powerful strokes swam forward, occasionally glancing at the slowly approaching shore. The boat soon disappeared from view. Yes, he did not particularly watch her. What for? I had to swim for a long time. When he reached the shallow water, the guy stood for a while, catching his breath, then, slowly, went to the clothes folded on the sand. Girls, of course, was not in sight. Andrei leaned over his jeans. In principle, he now, thanks to the girls for the found "emotional balance", could quietly stay swimming and sunbathing. But for some reason I did not want to.
- Hey, soaring, - the peasant, who was dozing over the tray with a souvenir-crisp trifle, called him, when Andrei, carrying clothes under his arm, went to the car, - was it not yours that belonged to those bushes?
- Well, mine. - Stopped Andryukha.
- Then hold. - The little man handed the guy a folded card. - Lass asked you to pass.
- What lass?
- Which one, which one. - grunted grumbled not located to the conversation man. - Naked. Others do not happen here.
With a shrug, Andrei opened the postcard and, to the surprise of the seller, laughed merrily. On a white spread with bright petals of lipstick, there was an ale flower, painted with lip prints, and below the luminary there is a flasher, depicted with stingy strokes of a felt-tip pen, an ambulance. And aboard her instead of the usual "03" glowed a ray of hope phone number.
George Beck.