Nicholas was my friend at work. The day before he asked me to be his best man at the wedding, and I agreed. With the bride I met on the day of the wedding. From the first look between us like a spark went off. Olga was the type of woman that always attracted my attention, causing immodest desires. And in his wedding attire, she was so sexy that I desperately wanted to be the groom.
The wedding feast went on as usual. I never ceased to admire the bride, and I did not escape that Olga quite often threw interested glances in my direction. Under the influence of alcohol brakes in my brain began to fail, and when I was with her in a slow dance, my lips stretched themselves and lightly touched her cheeks. Olia didn't react in any way, and I took it as an endorsement of their actions.
And Nicholas was very drunk, and at the end of the celebration I had to, literally, carry him to the car, and then unload it, lift to the apartment. Having laid him on the living room sofa, I was going to have to say goodbye to Olga, when she, clinging to me with all your hot body whispered in his ear:
— I'm not wearing panties.
As if to confirm her words, I saw in the mirror of white lace panties. Flashed the thought:
"And when she had to take them off?"
Further I have not been able to talk. My hand penetrated under the hem of her dress, and moved by the amazing surface, tightened in nylon, legs up. All night I longed to touch her legs and imagined how sexy they look in white kolgotochki! And so, as soon as I raised the hem of her dress, before my eyes opened her slender legs, causing me a rush of excitement.
And when my hands have reached the hips, I was in for a surprise. It was not pantyhose, but stockings with a belt! Powerful pulses of pleasure I experienced from every touch to her sexy outfit.
Putting her desirable body on his shoulder, I took him into the bedroom, feeling tremendous pleasure from the feel of her firm nylon hips beneath his palms. There I helped Olga to get rid of the dress, admiring oversexualised appearance of the girl. My hands began eagerly pawing at her body, getting into the most intimate places.
Allowing me to enjoy, Olga knelt down and fiddled with my fly, released my languishing desire, cock. A shiver ran through my body when her fingers began to stroke the swollen barrel of my phallus.
A wave of tenderness for her came over me and I wanted to please her. Undressing and moving the body Oli on the bed, hugged me to her pussy and began to stimulate the tongue wet cave.
Olga is all bent, making the movement of the pelvis towards my tongue. Under my very nose was her white fishnet belt supporting stockings on her legs, and I absorbed the sight, these the details of the ladies ' toilet, so exciting acting on me.
It was time to begin copulation. Severing his tongue from the clitoris of the girl and rubbed his cock against the lips of her sex, I slowly walked, keenly listening to their feelings.
Awesome!!! I was fucking someone else's bride on her wedding night!!!
The situation is incredible, and because unmatched exciting. I began rhythmically pumping her, experiencing inexpressible delight. Then came out of it, asking to change positions and get on all fours (to Fuck the bride in such a position another such a chance will never happen). And Olga complied with the request.
My hands dropped to her waist, grabbing the belt as the bridle of my phallus again dived into her cozy cave, and I began to work the body, relish slapping his groin on her lovely buttocks.
Drove a powerful orgasm, and as soon as I raised the hem of her dress, before my eyes opened her slender legs, causing me a rush of excitement.
And when my hands have reached the hips, I was in for a surprise. It was not pantyhose, but stockings with a belt! Powerful pulses of pleasure I experienced from every touch to her sexy outfit.
Putting her desirable body on his shoulder, I took him into the bedroom, feeling tremendous pleasure from the feel of her firm nylon hips beneath his palms. There I helped Olga to get rid of the dress, admiring oversexualised appearance of the girl. My hands began eagerly pawing at her body, getting into the most intimate places.
Allowing me to enjoy, Olga knelt down and fiddled with my fly, released my languishing desire, cock. A shiver ran through my body when her fingers began to stroke the swollen barrel of my phallus.
A wave of tenderness for her came over me and I wanted to please her. Undressing and moving the body Oli on the bed, hugged me to her pussy and began to stimulate the tongue wet cave.
Olga is all bent, making the movement of the pelvis towards my tongue. Under my very nose was her white fishnet belt supporting stockings on her legs, and I absorbed the sight, these the details of the ladies ' toilet, so exciting acting on me.
It was time to begin copulation. Severing his tongue from the clitoris of the girl and rubbed his cock against the lips of her sex, I slowly walked, keenly listening to their feelings.
Awesome!!! I was fucking someone else's bride on her wedding night!!!
The situation is incredible, and because unmatched exciting. I began rhythmically pumping her, experiencing inexpressible delight. Then came out of it, asking to change positions and get on all fours (to Fuck the bride in such a position another such a chance will never happen). And Olga complied with the request.
My hands dropped to her waist, grabbing the belt as the bridle of my phallus again dived into her cozy cave, and I began to work the body, relish slapping his groin on her lovely buttocks.
Drove a powerful orgasm, and I, the maximum accelerating pace, cumshot in the girl. Sound next to her, I tried to catch my breath, while my hands continued to wander over the body of Olga. I would particularly like to touch and stroke the stockings on her legs.
The realization that nearby is absolutely available foreign bride, very quickly returned the desire. My phallus was acquired firm. I sat down on the edge of the bed, planted Olga on her lap.
Our lips connected and my hands got a wonderful opportunity to feel her legs in stockings, from touching the head of my penis was getting filled with.
Not in forces more to suffer I lifted her body on hands and gently lowered to your, sticking a stake member which fits snugly into her tight cozy pussy.
My hands started to shake Holguin body up and down, to helping me enormously pleasant sensation. But the muscles quickly numb from the load, and had to change position.
I fuck a girl in several poses, all the while being in a state of ecstasy from the rush of happiness, and the orgasm came not. There was a desire to insert in her mouth and I stood up before sitting on his knees, Olga, pointed shiny head of his dick in her mouth. And she was making the sponge letter "O", leaned forward!!!
I stood and watched this fantastically exciting spectacle!!! Real bride in a veil, in stockings, on her knees, my cock disappearing into her sensual mouth!!! Unmatched it was wonderful to feel the touch of her lips and tongue to the sensitive surface of my phallus.
I started to push my "hero" forward, striving to penetrate deeper in the throat of the bride. And at this point he began to relish the fire spitting sperm.
The first charge and happened in the mouth of Olga. Subsequent lay on the face and chest, alcacovas girls.
Extremely tired, I almost immediately fell asleep. Woke up in the night. When I saw the sleeping, the newly-made wife of his friend, he remembered everything that happened just now. My cock instantly rose. I wanted again to experience such pleasant feelings. Rubbed his phallus to the mouth priotkryta Olenka, I began to drive the thick head on her plump lips.
Opening her eyes, the girl slowly began to return to reality. It seems that to take in a mouth she had no mood. Should be exciting, to have beauty. And I enthusiastically began to action.
Clung to her crotch, I began to actively encourage the area of the labia, clitoris, anus.
My indiscreet tongue explored every sensitive uchastki her genitals. And then I desperately wanted to fuck Olga in the ass.
Based on this idea, I put the girl on all fours, enter her vagina and made a few frictions, has emerged.
Member just shone from a bizarre mixture of her juices and my sperm. Deciding that my piston coated with such a lubricant will easily slide into her hole, I pressed it against the closed door and firmly pushed. The resistance of the walls was much stronger than I expected. Olga groaned, but I couldn't stop. And soon I reveled in the sensations of a man whose member was located in a narrow ass a pretty bride in her wedding night.
I heard the creak of the sofa in the living room, heard the sound of footsteps, not seen, as he opened the door, which appeared disheveled head of Nicholas. All my senses were focused on the perception of magic performance that took place between me and a beautiful girl in white stockings on the belt with a veil on her head...