Woke up with dry mouth and desire to go to the toilet. He looked at his watch, it had been about four hours. Vitka was not in place - his regiment was opposite mine. Rather, his place was lower, but he gave way to his grandfather. The old men slept peacefully, snoring lightly. I got down and out. Pushed the toilet door - closed. Okay, I think I'll take something to drink at least. But the door of the conductors was also locked. But on the other hand, the toilet door opened and my neighbor in the compartment came out. “Ah, Levka,” he stated and raised his thumb. Staggering, he passed into the compartment. I, of course, hurry to the toilet, but the door is again locked. I pulled the handle and waited. Strange, I thought. And when, after a minute or two, the door opened, then, straightening her signature gray shirt, Marina came out of the closet. That means with whom and where my neighbor disappeared.
I'm beautiful, right? She told me laughing.
Marcus! Markuus!!! Favorite! Wake up! Please! cried the rabbit, crying loudly. What for? Why did you do it? Fiends!!! We same loved each other!
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Yes, of course, Jess! I was afraid that something terrible had happened. I leaned towards the blonde, turning my cheek. But Jessica ran her hand over my cheek, turning my face even more to her side. She silently looked into my eyes, and then our lips touched. She stroked my hair, pulling my head closer to her and sticking her tongue into my mouth. I was a little... More precisely, very shocked by her behavior, but soon reciprocated her. I caressed her tongue with mine and even put my hand on her smooth, slender leg, starting to stroke the girl's thigh a little under her skirt. But suddenly a car honked behind us. Jessica felt like she was being electrocuted. She quickly grabbed the steering wheel and drove forward.
Quickly hide in the closet!
With difficulty, I pulled mine out of the sweet folds, straightened my underwear and washed my hands for a long time, looking in the mirror and studying this new fucking look. I heard the closet doors close in the room, well, in a few minutes that I caressed myself, you could examine all the contents in detail. I walk out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened, turn on the kettle and steal a glance at your jeans. From the sight of the tubercle, my legs give way and I feel how the linen gets wet through and through from a new large portion of lubricant. It seems to me that even satin trousers got wet and the air smelled of something indecent and animal. We are both silent, we feel each other's tension, we see the excitement and we breathe deeply. I know you won't touch me if I don't let you. I know that despite your strong desire, you will not do anything that could jeopardize our bond with you. Sometimes it seems to me that you would not have said anything to me until old age if you were not sure that I need you no less than you need me. I trust you more than anyone else, I'm calm with you, I feel your protection and care. You proved it for so long and did not demand anything, you let me get used to it, stop being defensive and afraid.