I'll start Yong in chronology ... just the first thing I remember ... so..
Irina Alexandrovna.=
I worked at that time at the factory..Yeah, back then they were still working... young...hot and crazy..now, perhaps such a would not've done... and so - to trial.
Worked at CDP...simple design...but since I was coming from a plant often employed in different shop technical Bureau. In one of them and worked Irina ..Irina Alexandrovna to be more precise.. wife of the chief technologist.. my immediate superior ... in his early thirties..very nice face...only always angry and dissatisfied...you know-such a beautiful face, distorted grimace of discontent ... the bitch was pervostateynaya...I, of course, did not care, I did not work in her submission - but her subordinates just hung up. Working people will sulit(smoke without fire) – to Fuck her - kinder.. but to hit on her. nobody wanted...to see...dunno - but talking that her husband is at work and the wife almost don't give a fuck...but you know, any talk of what - not all true…
Well that to here... once again gave me in strengthening in its technical Bureau - at them all became ill, and on a nose new year's holidays and as luck would have it ,the huge order... what I suffered from it for eti two weeks before New year - I won't tell - just there was a wish to strangle it.. and then it turned out that in the New year will have to work-right from the 3rd..fuck, anyway. Came third at work...grumpy..hangover...the wife monthly..and so not really spoil a cunt, and here, and the Red army..mistress then was not constant ... whore in the morning not to remove - a holiday ,blah. Generally, kick-ass-head aching, a member of is worth, and work need to.well, half the day was hanging about at the shops...in one of the technical office,the more...lunch...the bitch on the brain...went to friends in electroplating - waved the glass a little better. Came in to this fool-she says - I'm going home-and you make sure everything was fine. I shuddered - I'm a stranger to your Bureau,a must for all hard...that kick..But there is nothing - went to the warehouse in the nearby shop - think to myself - walking ,go and rest. Come in half an hour in the office and see a picture oil - the unforgettable Irina is cancer with his head in the cashier window... a Little explanation earlier, in the olden days( for all the plant in the 30-ies were built), no technical Bureau in the shop was not.but there was a cash Desk with a window..everything as it should be-in it money was given out twice a month... then money began to give out in plant management, and to the room of cash Desk attached a small room and made Bureau. And here's how you enter, immediately to your right is preserved a window of the cash and a little further the door to her. The cashier's room was small and it was used as a locker room. Came, dressed,their things left there. The window the cashier was not closed,and the door too,but...if not for one thing..with half a year ago wound up in the shop some kind of rat and began to disappear things and money..when it embedded everywhere locks..all the doors ... and the locks were so overhead,self-locking. And if the bolt does not drown inside-slam the door and it is locked. And now ,(I later learned) Irina came ,took off his coat in the cash register and walked out slamming the door - and she and zakrylas.At first,she did not attach any importance to this,but when she began to go home - she found that the door was locked,a fur coat and a handbag with keys inside. But she was smart - the window that the cashier never locked, and the bag was on the chair next to the window.. And here Irina opened it was going to get a handbag with keys ..slipped in and…
Here I will allow to describe Irina Aleksandrovna...Apart from the fact that she was a beautiful person she was ,at first glance, a good figure, big Breasts, curvy,very curvy ass... well, actually everything that can be said – because she exclusively wore long dresses to the floor. Quite stylish and probably expensive. And here is this thumping and played with Ira malevolent joke. Putting his head in the cashier window, she found that lacking to handbags standing on the chair near the table. Then she put both hands there - one to take her purse,the other to rest against the table and hold herself - but the bad luck came out - the chair fell - the hand fell off, the second hand instead of holding the table rested against it so that it overturned on the edge and Irina hung on the frame of the window of the cash register. And all anything, but her soft, ample Breasts, too, were inside and not let her back... abut couldn't... my feet barely reach the floor( I did not say that she was of small stature?) forward in cash office did not let a wide ass,back big Breasts and the inability to push off from anything.
And here in this situation I found Irina Alexandrovna... the first desire was of course to help her,but for some reason her plea for help, I didn't say a word...I said nothing... her ass sticking out and the window cashier was so seductive..and I wanted to have sex...she couldn't see me....I could use these. All these thoughts in a split second swept m oey head, and then it was all in a dream. I locked the door to the office,went to jireh and clung to her ass. The stress she paused then asked with a commanding intonation - Who's there?.. I was silent ... then slowly lifted up the hem of her long dress-the intonation of her voice changed,but she still did not believe in what is happening - What Are you doing ?she repeated. I lifted up her skirt I realized why no one ever saw her lad in the pants at the factory, not in the short skirt - her legs were very crooked...full x....although your thighs are full and very attractive. Slowly I stroked her ass, that ass was great....just fucking ... big ... round ... strong... and suddenly I was hit by the thought-it is necessary faster, and then suddenly who will come-I jerk pulled down my pants pulled out a member and under the heart-rending cry of Ira-What are you doing???? Sliding a strip of panties(beautiful and expensive, judging by the appearance) in one motion drove her cock in pussy.....Simultaneously, two thoughts raced in my head – 1-I – suck on this.!!!!
And 2-I-Fuck, what a fucking cunt!!!!.. True...cunt were rare....at the same time soft and elastic ... free and tight....and how it clenched and vibrated......but I digress.although remembering now I again experience these feelings-really rare pussy-with all the number of women such a pussy met only two of them…
Ira screamed when I planted it,,,then subsided...I even thought she didn't faint....but after a moment began to twitch like a mad Mare, trying to throw off the rider....but I did not pay attention-just fucked her ... pulling again and again...came and went....out - seemed to pull out of the sucking mouth, was like a virgin - spreading-shrinking flesh..so lasted minutes two-I pulled it-she kicked and at the same time as if sucked my cock ... and suddenly she went limp... Stopped kicking....I kept pecking her-dick was like iron, But after what I heard it almost exploded along with my brain - - low, husky voice she said-Just don't stop,,, cum in me,,, faster.......and yelled ... loudly ..aloud. interrupting ... cunt's gone numb......her whole body shook....the juice from the pussy flowed so much that I thought she pissed in her pants,,,it is clear that me long enough- and I shot right at her...her pussy pulsed,it felt like she was trying to suck my dick with a pussy ... an indescribable feeling..and all ...she went limp....I took out his cock...he was still standing like a stake...in the head fog member as stone....me beautiful(really beautiful) wet pussy... the owner of this pussy is breathing hard....standing member requires continuation....but suddenly she said in a pleading voice(as if reading my thoughts) _not necessary in the ass, please!!!and even though I was ready to put her away a second ago, suddenly I felt sorry for her, I wiped my dick on her hem.. put on my pants and was going to leave as she asked-help Me get out....I won't tell anyone…
Thank God I have all the same instinct of self-preservation - why it is I didn't believe...or rather didn't know how I will continue to work with her if she ever found out who'd fucked her.. So I opened the front door, then half pulled her out of the window - but not to the end,so she could get out herself,lowered her panties down as if strenozhiv her ,just in case, and dashed out the door.jumped out of the shop and quickly went to the shop opposite the neighboring technical Bureau..got lcna and began to observe the output.. She appeared ten minutes later....oddly enough – on the face played a slight smile. I do not know the truth or not ,the fact that her husband almost never fuck...a lot of things people say - not all can be trusted...but before the end of the month she was a completely different - smiling,no one was meaner...simply angel....but to be honest I was very sorry that my wife was not such a pussy like hers...a couple of times I thought in my head - And telling her everything? Because it was like - can and will fuck potihonku - well, Yes, thank God,yet reason prevailed. And I just whined sweetly in the groin when I saw her ass in front of me going to work in the morning…