Youngleafs - Toilet History

Youngleafs. Toilet History.

My name is Dan, I am 18 years old. In summer, I was at school graduation. There were all my classmates, we danced, scattered on the full.

Already playing 2 hours and I was drunk, although not drank much. Праздновали we in a restaurant in the two floors: the first and, so to speak, basement, which had been there as a billiard room.

I decided to see what is happening there and sank down. There was very dark. The center space was a billiard table, chairs stood in the corners and usteny a sofa. Then I saw my friend Andrew, and two class. Andrei left, let them (my favorite girls in the school): "No girls, it is not me. Denis Here, it is you decide." After these words, he ran the top, a girl rapidly approached me. I knew that they It was Larissa, a girl that I fell in the first time, and Oksana, her best friend. Larissa was blond, a bit polnenkoy such I really like. She was frank dress that emphasized her rear lush forms. only from its external I have kind of vozbudilsya. Oksana had a good chest, so I felt during the dance, when her boobs covered elastic nakachennogo my body. I spared that it is sexual pink dress, I wanted it was not, I could not easily dance and dance aroused my erection. So went rumors that the girls wanted to save seskualnye a pacany innocence. Who would even say that they Mujahid agent that the victim did not have any chances. Can I have a greater agent, I was in podmeshali juice may just brought me their clothes and beauty. I was ready for everything. A "all" - this was their goal today.

They come right up to me. Hand Larisa touched to my chest, and arm Oksanochki to my arse. Then I realized that I was waiting for. Larissa kissed me. I kissed her, although it was the first time in my life kiss with a girl, not counting a beauty in kindergarten. At that time, Oksana hands touch the ground for very spicy, whom I, like any other male 2.

I was ready to finish this tenderness. Larissa invited us to go to the toilet, because here we can see in a toilet we can be safe.

We climbed the first floor quietly went to the toilet. Oksana closed the door on the bolt.

I stood in a toilet near zagazhennogo stinking toilets. So I have two girls, which I wanted. I could not even think about this in their pornofantaziyah when wanker.

Oksana beginning to undress. She skinula with a dress, which had been in at this moment next to the toilet paper. Her pink panties concealed the place in which I wanted to go for 2 years (as many years, we studied together with it). It was only in the graphics. I could watch her big breasts, I started to touch them, in the hands of remembrance, although they did not put me in the palm of your hand. Her nipples were felt excited and I sometimes compresses their nails.

All this was like in a dream. I hardly understood what was happening. Larissa has already withdrawn from me shirt, and then T-shirt. All my clothes now with the adjoining oksankinym dresses. We continued kissing with Larisa. One hand she terebila my nipple, the other has eliminated my portki. And my hands are fumbling continued Oksanki treasures. This girl sounds publishing mean great pleasure. By the way, about the huge, it is as I had. I could see that the girls because of pants for me, thanks Larochke was not. They (trousers) fell to the grass roots. Larochka out a shnyagirya my skin and started kicking. About how well it has done. I even thought that she does so often. Orgasm was on its way. I helped Oksana, which oblizyvala free from larochkinyh weasel, nipple. Still, I konchil. I felt warmth where it below the belly, and jet sperm vyletila plunked on the floor. Lara and Oksana backed that posmtoret me. I made a motion last hand to complete this pleasant чувство.Но razdalsya tap here. O no! That was my cool head, I heard her voice. Oksana and Larissa immediately understood the situation, we see has happened to them is not uncommon, they were ready for graduation. I did not expect this, but they opened the door and quickly seganuli a jolt, raztolkav crowd, which (on terror) stood immediately in front of the entrance. There were parents (not my god glory), the class teachers, my school friends. All they saw a picture: I was the middle of the kick, by the way in which the smell was at the railway station. So, from my toilet lying enjoyed himself, I just stood in shorts, with my pen, with each member of declining seconds, I kept him in the hands and produced "traffic control", the head looking up. A member of the head with a heavy droplets last semen.

Before the door was standing five people. I do not know.