- Tomorrow I have a plane. I do not want to say this, but we have to part. And this means that all that was before, will not be. Gosh, remove the dirt on Katya, all that I have saved up, and you, Katya, do not tell anyone about everything that happened. Parted purely by friendship. Agreed?
- Yes - I replied. Katya also agreed.
- And you Gosh, do not bother with your sister anymore. She also has a family. In the end, if you press, call Igor, he will arrange everything for you. Good?
- Yes
- Well! And now let's, I have to go!
A week has passed since that conversation. The most boring week. We continued to communicate with Kate, but not like before. Everything was very respectful and civil. No hints. Compromising, I erased, because I gave the word. Before leaving, Roma announced that Grisha and Tolya remain in the city, who still have that video from a rock concert, but use it only in extreme cases. Now, I have only two choices, either to do as Roma ordered, or to change the rules a little. The first option did not attract me, so I had to think about the second one. And thanks to the Katya offer, the second plan was developed in a matter of minutes.
Kate offered me a ride on a bicycle. I was not against it, somehow take time. While Katya's husband got out and pumped up the wheels, I dialed to my local friend Yarik, and offered him to join. In addition to him, I also called two more guys: Pugovkina Sasha and Morozov Nikita. Then he informed Katya about them. She was not against, they say, the more people, the merrier.
I took out my bike and went out of the gate. There were already waiting for me guys. I, first took aside Yarik, to explain to him the assigned, paid task. For money, he was ready to take any risk, for which he liked me. His task was to divert Katya, to direct her in time for the race on the wrong track, and there to do everything possible so that she gave herself to him. As soon as everything succeeds, he wrote me where they were. All we turn as a random turn of events. Yarik agreed with a satisfied face.
When Kate came out, I invited all those present to hold the race on bicycles. The guys supported me immediately, Katya helped Yarik to persuade. We went to the starting line, which was replaced by a pine cone. And at the expense of three, we all spun the pedals. According to my plan, Katya and Yarik should have gone behind us. The first, as expected, flew Sasha, followed by Nikita. I went third. When we were already far enough away from Kati and Yarik, I hoped with might and main that everything would go like clockwork.
It was decided that we will drive on a large Pioneer circle. The two main rivals: Sasha and Nikita, have already driven to the end of Pionerskaya Street, and drove onto Kalinovsky passage. I stopped behind the Gazelle. And he began to glance back from there. Then Katya and Yarik appeared. They stopped at the corner, then, after deliberation, they drove on to the middle circle, not turning here. The process has begun. I, so as not to arouse suspicion drove on. At the finish line Sasha and Nikita were already waiting for me. Joining them, we waited together. It took about fifteen minutes or even twenty. No one appeared. Then I received a text message: "We are in the boiler room."
- Well, let's go look for them? - I asked.
- Go. And where to? We must probably split - said Sasha.
- It is necessary. Nikita, you will go through Kalinovsky passage, and you will go down the Bolsheviks. Sanya, you will pass in a small circle. And I will go on average. If no one found anything, we split up.
- Okay - guys nodded. And again they gave the pedals.
I got to the boiler room, which was located on the middle circle, on 1st Quay Street. Carefully, putting his big, in reed bamboo, and covering it with dry grass, jumped to the window opening. Near it lay two bicycles. I, as quietly as possible, made my way through the window inside. The room was filled with empty bottles, shards of glass, bricks, all sorts of cans, syringes. When I chose an empty seat, I tiptoed over everything that could ring. The phone was already ready. The blessing of the weak acoustics inside, which did not spread further into the street, knew where to go. They were right outside the wall, in the next room. It was from there that clapping and chattering came. Turning on the camera, I got to the doorway.
Leaning his elbows on the window, Kate was on her knees, and Yarik, with his pants down, and holding her by the hips fucked from behind. Katya made barely audible sounds, reminiscent of quiet moans. Yarik fought her at an average pace. I, having found a convenient position, directed the camera in their direction. Suddenly Yarik stopped, and straightening something there with his hand, began to enter again. But this time, Katya threw back her head, and with her mouth wide open, turned to look at him. Her eyes were half closed.
- Relax ass baby! - ordered Yarik. He began to enter it again, picking up the pace. The groans were stronger and more often. Yarik, having come to taste, began to whip his hands on her buttocks, sipping forward, pulling at her nipples. He even stuck two fingers into her mouth. Finally, he began to make some sounds associated with the buzz. Quickly pulling a member, he flew to her in front, and she went downstairs, clasped his tight mouth bolt.
“Yeah-hh,” Yarik drawled, rolling his eyes.
I was just happy that I was again armed and dangerous. It was time to leave and leave them alone. But as soon as I began to leave the position, Yarik spoke, wiping his penis on her face:
- Remind me who you are now?
- Your slut. And you can do whatever you want with me.
- Clever - praised her Yarik - And now, go away, just give me your panties
Kate, smiling, took off her white panties and handed them to him. They went out through the window. After a while, I also left the shelter. Having waited for Katya to disappear around the bend, I went out into the street, taking great with me.
Yarik, smiling, handed me her panties.
- Payment is not needed. Then we will be considered. Good luck to you!
From here we parted on different sides. When I drove into the courtyard, Katin was already standing by the bike, by the shed, and she was carrying a bucket of water for the shower. I volunteered to help. While I was waiting for the hot water to pour into the bucket, I quickly wrote a note “Waiting for you upstairs” on a piece of paper. Then he took the bucket into the shower outside, and, putting her white panties on the chair standing there, put a note there. And with a pure soul I went to my room upstairs.
Forty minutes later, steps were heard on the stairs. And Katya entered the room with this piece of paper in her hands. She was wearing a dressing gown with dolphins, her hair was dried up with a hair dryer and tied up.
- What does it mean? She asked in a serious voice.
- What do you think?
- You promised that this will not happen again! - raised the little sister.
- And nothing is repeated. All videos that were made earlier under Roma are deleted.
- What is it then ?? - raising her tone even more, Katya asked, showing me her white panties and a note.
“And this is our new joint story, which does not concern Roma and his friends in any way,” I said with a contented smile from ear to ear.
- So. I'm going to tell everything!
- Come on, who is faster? - I suggested, taking up the phone.
- In terms of? - stopped Katya. I asked her to come closer. She came close to the bed. And I, holding the phone tightly in my hand, turned the screen in its direction. On it, Katya saw everything she did with Yarik in the boiler room about two hours ago. Realizing that nothing can oppose my video, Kate lowered her hands. When I put the phone away, she looked at me with pitiful, doomed eyes.
- Let's really forget everything, eh? She asked softly, pinching her robe with her fingers.
- Nope - I replied, and, lowering his pants, he said - Come on, work the bitch!
Katya, having thrown panties on the next bed, knelt on the floor. I moved to the edge so that it was more convenient for her. She took my cock with her hand, and began to masturbate. While she was jerking off, I took a long hand, grasped the edge of the dressing gown, and pulled on myself. When one side fell from the shoulder and bared my chest, I removed my hand. Kate looked at dick. When he rose, she opened her mouth and took him by the cheek. I closed my eyes and again, as before, I began to feel the warmth of her mouth. Kate sucked slowly, trying not to leave a single dry place. Her lips gently slid along my trunk to and fro, top down. It could not excite. Could not excite and how she drove her tongue in the balls, and so on the entire length of the penis. Then she swallowed it as best she could, touching my skin with the nose. Her face from the tension is very red. Drooling flowed from her lips, which she wiped off later. And when she went to the second run of the throat blow job, I could not resist. Katya slightly choked and pulled back. Licked her tongue from her lips, she swallowed all the remnants of sperm, and then carefully licked the whole member. When a member went limp, she rose, straightening her robe, left. I remained lying down, moving away from the buzz.
At the end of the day, I threw the video on the laptop, cut it off a little. Then, after a family dinner in the gazebo, when everyone left to watch TV, he again let Kate play with my dick. But then night came, and it was time to go to sleep. And my sister and I went to our rooms.