The rest of the girls, as if reluctantly, but still touched my ass too. The last to touch her was the same singer that I liked. The girls joked and complimented me. They touched my abs and hands. I moved to the beat of the music, but most of all I looked at the singer. Catching my gaze, she smiled sweetly at me, but she looked more at my body and cast a glance between my legs, apparently interested in what was in my shorts. After some time, the girls took another glass of champagne and laughing let me go to the kitchen. I brought an empty tray and began to prepare for my number. At this time, one of the guests congratulated the birthday girl.
“Excuse me, Marina, but will you, by any chance, have matches or a lighter?” I asked. The conductor looked me up and down, patted her pockets and said, “Now, I’ll take it in the compartment.” She looked into her compartment and turned to her partner - "Marin, I forgot my lighter, please give me." Pyshka looked out and suggested - "Come on, let's smoke." She was already in a flowery dressing gown just above the knees, with bare white legs and, apparently, even without underwear. And it seemed to me then that she was also tipsy. Marina came out and, pushing me with her soft plump ass, went to the working vestibule.
No, lie down.
They all went together.
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I looked into Sasha's eyes, he let go of Verena's hand, straightened up, and taking a step back stood up to his full height. His shorts were lowered and a drop of lube almost dripped from his head, his cock itself was a little thicker than a Jelet's shaving bottle, and longer.
“Hi, Vitya. I am from English courses”
Not bad, brought me to orgasm.
In the morning we called the car to the village and had breakfast. Tanya put on a white light dress, white panties and a bra. Although I asked her to remove her bra so that her breasts were visible from under the dress. We loaded our things and got into the car. Tanya in front, me in the back. The driver was middle-aged and of rather pleasant athletic appearance. A few minutes later, I pretended to be asleep. Tanyusha flirted with the driver in every possible way, until he offered to stop on the side of the road. I saw how he touched my wife's breasts and her legs, but then he said that the continuation would be on the street. Tanya with the driver went outside and they disappeared into a field with corn. They were gone for about an hour. Then they returned. Judging by my wife's dirty knees, the driver stood up and fucked her doggy style.