Repair of Natasha – Erotic and sex stories for adults

Natalia, a friend and boss of his wife, turned to her for help. Started repairs, agreed with the master, but something did not grow together. And now he sits in a crushed apartment, on nodes and suitcases, and the vacation taken just during the repair is rapidly ending. And what to do – will not put the mind. And therefore asks for help from his wife. Or rather, I have. Because today I am a person completely free from any work and duties, and the extra money has never harmed anyone else. She will pay with me at the same prices that she agreed with the previous master, but agree to more. And where to go. Lonely woman: neither husband nor lover. And she is a prominent woman. Grenadier’s growth and other proportions did not disappoint. The woman is complete. Not in the sense that all options are present, but in the sense that a magnificent. Breasts – pair of watermelons. Buttocks – two pumpkins. And everything else is about the same size. So we met on its territory for inspection and conversation about further repair. Ordinary kopecks in a panel house. I think that in a couple of week, the repair can be done. There are materials, an assistant in the person of Natalia is present, so there are no problems. And we started repairs.

Rapu-three days were torn down and prepared an apartment for repair. Pushes, mud. Yes, and summer heat. So before going home, I went into the bath and washed. And then the plaster began, painting and so on. A week later, one room was completed. Natasha joyfully dragged things into a clean room, freeing the second for repair. Worked with smokers, slowly, with breaks on tea-coffee. And sitting at the table for some reason they started a conversation about sexual life. And I asked, why, they say, it turned out that she was alone, like a pillar needed. Well, everything is clear with my husband. divorced a long time ago and even forgot how they smell. Why is there not at least a litter lover. And she began to complain to me that it is difficult to find a man with her dimensions. She agrees to the most illuminant, if only something was hanging between her legs and stood up at least occasionally. Yes peasants are all afraid of something. And she is a passionate woman, hot and affectionate. I could give myself all without a trace. Apparently not fate. Well, I suggested without a second thought, why not try us with her. She doubtfully examined me. No, I did not doubt my power, not in my ability. It’s just that somehow it will not work out to become a lover of the husband of a subordinate and girlfriend. I objected in the sense that there is no need to immediately talk about the long -term love affair so. Perhaps we will not like something, we will not fit each other. But we are adults, we will not fall into hysteria. And about a friend, so we are not going to advertise our relationship to anyone, even if something happens.

And everything is fine with the subordinate. Natasha fucks my wife at work, I will fuck Natasha in her free time from work. The last argument killed her. He struck on the spot. She laughed to tears, so rolled up that she puffed into her pants and ran to the toilet, clamping the pussy with her hand and squeezing the thighs. From the toilet right to the bath, and from there she screamed that she did not take a dressing gown, nothing of the fact that I could throw over myself. do not go naked to her. And I will be so kind that I will look for her any of her clothes. Well, at least a sheet. I found nothing but a towel, which she tried to wrap up. It is clear that nothing came of this attempt. Such towels should be five or six pieces. And I invited her to go to look for clothes. She asked if she was shocking very much when she appeared in a T -shirt and with a naked ass. I said that at least with the front. Immediately and admire the lush woman. She asked me to stop fooling around and still give her at least something. But I was tuned to look at the naked Nakka and offered her to demonstrate my charms to me. And she decided. With words like that he asked, and look, just do not run away, she left the bath. Indeed, in a T -shirt and with a naked booty, the look was hilarious. Attempts to slip into the bedroom with a gray mouse were reliably blocked and suppressed by me in the most decisive way. Holding Natalia’s hand, admired her body, at least in the lower part. She puzzled with embarrassment. It was somehow unexpected to see a blush of shame on the face of this decisive and powerful woman, as I knew her before. And I examined a chubby stomach, a triangle of almost black hair, lush buttocks, dense hips.

– Well, what are you looking at me? I’m shy!

And she turned her face away, somehow managing to see how I eagerly examine her body. Women smell in the gutto when they are pleasant to men when they like. And this one sensed my passion, my interest in it, my desire to possess it. And I already pulled Natasha by the hand in the bedroom, the only clean place in the apartment, where I dropped her on the unwashed bed, sat next to him and lifted the T -shirt, releasing her chest out. She helped, saying something that it was not necessary, not worth it, better then somehow, but not now. She is not ready yet. And her hands are in a cut with words, pulled clothes. Not from her. From me. And when we equalized in the number of clothing items, that is, a chain with a cross on it and almost the same on me, passionate kisses began. just something flared like gasoline. The woman stooped for male affection. And just physiology required its. And after a short period of time, I was lying on Natasha, driving my tool into her. And she holding tightly for my buttocks, pressed me to her, bending towards me, wanting to get longer and deeper. And then she exploded with an orgasm. In the literal sense of the word. She threw her, and with her and me. Her legs wrapped me around and the heels pressed on the ass, by chance into her body. Hands from the buttocks moved to their backs and fingers stuck into the muscles, tightly compressing in a convulsive movement. Pushing some incoherent words, lips curved in a grimace. The eyes were closed and tears flowed from them, dragged along the cheeks, leaving wet paths. And then there was a cry. no not like this. Cry. I don’t know what the neighbors thought and why all of our repairs did not collapse on our head. And Natasha squeezed into a lump, froze and only the walls of the vagina were finely pulsed, caressing and giving out a dick.

Turned over the soothing Natka on the stomach. She understood everything correctly, bent her knees, rested her head and chest on the bed and put her ass. Her legs spread. And I admired a wet pussy, a crimson from the rolled blood. Still a pulsating hole in the priest. No, I didn’t just stupidly fuck this woman. There was time. In the sense that he could tolerate, not ending at once. And I started playing with her. My wife loves such a game. The only thing that I did not let the lips and tongue into business. We have not reached such a proximity. Maybe a little later, after she succeeds me. He just penetrated inside with his fingers, played there, moving and caressing the walls of the vagina, took out to the uterus and stroked it. Twisted the clitoris. Having knelt down, he replaced his finger with dick, but did not push it, but spent from the very top to the bottom. According to the clitoris, then, slightly pressing, on the ml. Dive into pussy and emerging, traveling further.

Having reached the priest, he pressed his head to the entrance. Natka tensed, squeezed the anus. Don’t be afraid, girlfriend! I won’t fuck in the ass yet. The field of activity is little studied, so not to the delights. And moved back until he rested his head in the clitoris. Having rubbed it with a head and this achieved from Natasha the slurred mooing of the unknown of what the designating, he moved from the clitoris to the pope. And again slightly pressed the head to the entrance to the anus. Now they believed me and the compression was not so strong. At the sixth or seventh ezdka, Natasha no longer squeezed her ass, trusting me. The path along which the dick’s head traveled was shining with mucus, slipped. And therefore, with the next pressure on the anus, the head failed completely, to the very neck. Natasha froze. I froze and I. She did not take any action, surrendering and trusting me, and I thought: to move on to me, or to retreat. And he chose a retreat. Now, with every movement, I immersed the head in a pussy, then in the ass, and Tatka relaxed and allowed me to do whatever I wish. Her anus was normal, wide. I don’t know what. Maybe fucking often, and maybe by nature.

But on a damp surface the head slipped easily. The truth is further than to the bridle, I did not push it. And Natasha was no longer just started, she started up and her ass was moving towards me at every dive in the pussy and in the ass. And at some point she could not stand

– Give! Give it to me! Oh-yu-yu! Yes-ah! I finish!

Drove into his pussy on the very pubis, shook a couple of times and Natasha was discharged once again. And as soon as she stopped trembling, barely relaxed, carefully pushed the head in her ass. I hoped to break the tattoo on the anal someday later, but if it so happened, why not.Slowly introduced, trying not to hurt. But in vain he was careful. Wet and relaxed ass took me completely. And now I have focused on my feelings, on my feelings. Draised this cat in the ass, and she only mumbled, resting her face in the pillow. Yes, I waved it. And when he filled her gut with sperm, she stood on her knees for a long time, and then slowly lay down, squeezing her buttocks and pulling me along. Blah, but her ass holds her ass tightly. So can tear off. I felt like that male that glued with a bitch. But so relaxed.

We lie down a little and Natasha dragged me into the bath to wash. I offered her first, but she only wanted to. And there she washed me, then washed herself, abandoning my offer for help in this important process. But when she washed, she did it so that the whole ritual was visible to me.

After fucking, it naits me to eat. Two naked fools, more precisely, a fool and a fool, sat at the table and swept everything that the hostess took out of the refrigerator. And then, only then dressed. He looked at his watch and fucked up. Fucking more than two hours. And it seemed to me that everything went too fast. It was time to go home, and continue to continue tomorrow. No, not fucking, although it was very pleasant, but work. In parting, he tried to ask the nature of whether she liked whether we were approaching each other, whether we should continue relations and whether I was inadvertently offended? She promised to give an answer tomorrow, because today it was not able to soberly evaluate what happened. Everything was too spontaneous and fast. And she, no matter what, still continues to be shy.

Over time.

Natasha stood, leaning her hands on the ladder, and I, pulling out the work pants from her to the knees, settled down behind and drove the tool with smacking and slaps. She twisted backwards, experiencing pleasure and trying to get it even more. We have decided on our relationship. It turned out that Natka liked everything, especially the games with the clitoris and the ass, and the next day, when I came to the answers to questions, simply, without pronunciation, stated that everyone was happy, everything is fine and she would be very grateful if I could not yetonce and not two to play like that. And before work we played. And then, at least during work, even during the break, a desire barely arose, pulled out clothes from it and inserted. I was no longer a boy and therefore was surprised where there was so much desire and, most importantly, opportunities. Draised her several times a day. And in the ass, and in front. And two days later she herself showed activity. When I stood on a stepladder, trying to stick the wallpaper against the wall, pulled off my pants, played a little with a dick, crumbling it and so naturally as if she had been doing it all my life, took it in my mouth. My situation was very convenient for her, but not very convenient for me. Try to resist a stepladder when you are blowing a blowjob. And as soon as she let me go after the threat that as soon as a tear, and I would fuck up immediately, put his threat, putting Natasha with cancer. In general, she liked this pose more.

Her vagina was a little great for me, and in this position she received a fullness of sensations. And the fact that the size of my organ was not very great and helped to enjoy it when it farted darling in the ass. Yes, if at the same time he did not leave his attention the clitoris, caressing his free hand, she squealed all over the apartment with pleasure. And when once raining up, we rested on the bed, broke away from her chest and crawled down his stomach, kissed his stomach, hips, and then showed that I could give pleasure and tongue. For these days they tried everything and all poses. And sixty -nine, and how much more is there. Such distractions were very slowly slowed down, well, so I have nowhere to rush. And soon Natushi ended vacation and I worked in proud loneliness.

And as soon as she went into the apartment after working, first of all, not allowing to undress and wash his hands, put the long -awaited cancer. And on the weekend we came off in full. And now, the spire Natasha, holding the ladder, inserted her pussy, poked several times and moved into the ass. And again in the pussy. Such a contrast made her groan, gasp and even scream from pleasure.

– In the rear end! And soon! I can’t, I’ll finish now!

– Let’s!

And we tried to come to the finish line together. And then a mandatory ritual with the wash of the hard worker, washing the pussy in front of my eyes, his kisses and her. And then how, our tidies have earned such a little as gratitude to a kiss. It also happened that these kisses turned into new fun.

The repair is completed. Natasha gathered girls on a housewarming. Well, not that housewarming, but still. I, as a hero of labor, are planted in a honorary place. Near the wife. Drunk, zhor, dancing. But I have it, I need to plant the edge. My wife does not tolerate tobacco smoke. And from girls a pair of three smoke. Natasha does not smoke, but she steadfastly transferred the girls on the balcony, breathing in smoke and waiting for them to disappear. And as soon as they left, launched a hand in my pants and began to crush the end. And I climbed under her hem and squeezed her pussy. Well done, woman. Prudently got rid of her panties and nothing prevented me from squeezing her fork. Finging each other, we watched the guests through the window, if it was not the one who was not impatient to go to the balcony. We can’t see us from the street, it’s dark already, so the danger could come only from the apartment. Natasha turned to face the window, slightly leaned on the windowsill, bending her back and putting her ass.

– Well, just insert! Only faster! I sat down a little, dropping lower and spreading my legs. And I inserted. Having pushed his pussy, he moved to a narrower hole and ended up in it. Everything turned out wonderful. Having wiped me and wiped myself, prudently left on the balcony with a towel, happy went to the guests. And I stood a little, smoked and also went into the room.

And I fucked Natasha for four more years. At any opportunity. She hired me at my office as a driver and I often took it somewhere, quickly spilled and we returned to work well-fed and pleased with each other. And on business trips they always occupied one room for two and came off all the night. Only now they transferred her to another area to increase. Even for the sake of her lover, she could not refuse it. At first I met, I missed it very much. Then he calmed down. And there other women replaced the inhibitory. So the novel that started with repairs ended.

And the wife? That wife? His wife was enough with excess. Moreover, it is not known why the bonuses in the form of bonuses and other salary increase.

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