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The year flew by quickly. Immediately upon arrival home, I found my resort friends in social networks. We made friends (online) and exchanged messages and congratulations. It turned out that on the Internet Alla and Vika are as sociable as they are in real life. They had many friends, many photographs, on a couple of which I recognized myself. We communicated in the network as if there was nothing between us. At first I tried to hint Alle somehow to continue our last conversation at the hotel, but she somehow managed to pull me dry and we did not return to this conversation any more. Soon Vika and Alla told me about the date of departure for “our” resort, in “our” hotel. I also began to make out the trip. Our flights arrived on the same day. We should meet again at dinner. And now I’m flying on a plane. A pleasant melody flows from the headphones. My eyes are closed, I remember Alla, my Queen. This year I often recalled her. Naughty look of gray beautiful eyes. Her erotic, slightly girlish, forms. How good I was with you, Alla. But we were together only a few hours. Yes, I will avenge you. The plan of revenge has ripened for a long time. He was simple (like all ingenious). We come into contact, I quickly finish everything. Let him go unsatisfied. Let him run after me. And I’ll still break, and I hardly agree. In such pleasant dreams, I dozed off…

For dinner, I ran with a big smile on my face, which came off after what I saw. At our table were not two, but three. The third was a middle-aged man. “This is Vadim, Alla’s husband,” Vika told me. Yes, it was a Bummer with a capital letter. Why did she not write to me that she was going to have a rest with her husband? I would not have gone to that fucking resort, but somewhere else. Well, if I’m already here, I’ll look for interesting girls and here, I will not hold on to this company. Although, they will still have to dine together.

In the morning, after seeing this triple by the sea, I crossed to the other end of the beach. But soon Vika approached me: “Vitaly, let’s go to us. You’re scared of Vadik? He’s a great guy. " “He’s your dad?” “No,” Vika laughed. Reluctantly I trudged to them. Vadim was just as companionable as his wife and daughter’s wife. It was easy and convenient for all of us. I again (as then) went and brought all the ice cream. In the evening, at the concert, before sitting down, I long looked out for a resting contingent. My interest was made up of girls and young women. Suddenly, I was patted on the back of the shoulder. Alla said: “Let’s go sit down, over there.” And we sat next to the four of us. Maybe I should go and see Vika now? She stopped alone, apart from Mom and Dad. After the concert, I spent it to the number, but she did not let me inside, citing fatigue. I realized that there was absolutely nothing to catch here. I went to a night disco. But I did not stay there for 15 minutes. A deafening noise, some insane teenagers. It remains just to get drunk. I went to the night bar. In the bar, I did not meet a single free woman…

In the morning I did not go to breakfast. After a night binge, there was no appetite. I lay on the bed in a complete depression. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. “Come in,” I cried. Alla entered the door, alone. I rushed to her, we kissed. I tried to press her against me, catching her lips for a long kiss. But she pulled away. “Wait, not now.” I will not stay long, my husband is waiting. “She came to find out why I was not at breakfast. “Why did not you write to me?” I asked. “I could not, my husband could read.” – “Will we see each other?” I really want that. " “I want, too,” said Anna, “wait, we’ll think of something.” We kissed again. She shouted: “Be sure to come for dinner.” And she ran away. My mood rose. No, I did not come here for nothing. We will wait for the right moment. At dinner I was already cheerful and joked and laughed along with everyone.

One day, swimming, we swam with Alla in the sea farthest. “Do you remember our first date here?” I asked. – “Of course I remember. I waited a whole year to repeat it. " – “Do you love your husband?” – “I love.” – “And I?” – “You are different.” “So you do not love me?” “I love you, you fool. Only not as a husband. " – “More or less?” – “In sex, I love you more. You always excite me, from our first meeting, as I saw you. " “But you did not serve the sight.” “I was not alone with my daughter. After all, then, I invited you on a date. " “Last night.” “Yes.” She laughed. We kissed. But there was nothing to lean on, and we were constantly drowning. They decided to sail to the shore, because Vadim and Vika could already worry. Alla’s closeness excited me. When will the moment of our meeting come?

But the case was not presented. Alla told me that her husband does not let her go. Was this true? Probably.

Once, on an evening bath Vadim touched with alcohol. He was sampled by local varieties of wine. No, he did not behave aggressively or very obscene, but we all felt somehow uncomfortable with him. It was the last day before we left. Tomorrow we leave. Finally swam in the sea, then Alla went to change her bathing suit into a booth for changing clothes. Vadik pawed after her. The bunk was not far from us and represented such a light structure, where the legs (up to the knees) and the heads of disguised ones were visible. So Alla went into the booth, began to change clothes. Vadik came to the booth, and Alla turned to him, displeased. He drew her to him, kisses her. Alla mows in embarrassment at us eyes. We sit on the sunbed with Vika and look at her (on them). They embrace, Vadim whispers something in her ear. “Persuades to have sex,” I think. After a while Alla kneels before him, but remembers herself, because her posture (on her knees, with a bare booty) immediately becomes visible to everyone. The priest disappears from the field of vision, but the head does not appear, so she sucks at him, bending in the belt. Vadim rolls his eyes from lust. On the beach it’s already getting dark, but Vika and I see Vadim’s face well. After a while, disheveled head and red face Alla. After that, the head and legs turn to the other side, from Vadim, and the head disappears again. Now she bends down and he has his wife from behind. This is confirmed by the movements of Vadim and Alla’s legs. They make small synchronous slopes forward. The fingers of their feet are simultaneously rhythmically pressed and pressed into the sand. Vadim looks down, probably on Alla’s bare ass. I got an erection. We sit with Vika shoulder to shoulder on a lounger and as enchanted look at the sexual scene of her relatives. Suddenly, her hand slides across my stomach and turns into my swimming trunks. I, in turn, run my hand into her panties. It’s already wet there. It seems that she took the sex scene close to her heart. But, sex in the booth seems to be over. Vadim had finished. His broad face turns purple, it seems that now he will be hit enough. Appears head Alla. Her tanned face, too, is crimson, probably from shame. They wear shorts, shorts and everything else. They leave the booth, she is embarrassed, Vadim shines like a copper basin. We are going home to the hotel. I think I already know where my arms are waiting for me at night. We are going home. I try not to meet with Alla’s eyes.

In the evening we are sitting at the concert, the four of us. I’m sitting between Alla and Vika, next to Alla, her husband. But he does not watch the concert, he sleeps. When Vadim begins to snore, his wife pushes him in the side and he sprinkles. I sit quietly, trying not to look at either Alla or Vika, the more I’m afraid to touch them. After the concert, we first escort the spouses, and then we go with Vika to her room. In the room, we help each other to undress. “Do you want to be my slave?” Vika asks. I look at her in perplexity. “I was joking,” she says. So she knows about the adventures of the mother? Maybe Alla and not only with me had such games? “Do you want me to be your slave?” “I want to,” I suddenly agree. – “Will you do it all?” “Everything, my master,” Vika faithfully looks into my eyes. Her eyes are as gray as her mother’s, but they do not have that steel, the rod that appears sometimes in Alla’s eyes. What would you order? – “Will you go naked to the balcony?” – “I’ll go out.” – “Will you get up on the balcony in an erotic pose?” – I’ll rise. “The street has long been dark, but the hotel area, like the building itself, is well lit. The balcony is visible from everywhere, especially since now many holidaymakers spend their evening, pre-school time on them. “Come out, slave!” – I ordered Vika. She went to the balcony completely naked, reached the railing, turned, stood up and looked at me inquiringly, waiting for further commands. Her figure was as wonderful as her mother’s. Long, also fair-haired hair scattered over the sunburnt shoulders with white gold. Vicky’s body was waiting for love. It was high time for her to have children. – “Come to me”. Victoria approached. “Turn around.” She turned. “Bend over.” Sensual female buttocks opened before my eyes. I knelt down and began to lick them. Vika moaned softly with passion. Then I focused on the crotch. My tongue cleverly licked and licked all the cavities, here and there very deep. Then I slobbered my index finger and began to inject it into the girl’s anus. I felt that this Vicky is a little hurt, but nice. The middle finger I entered into the Great Slit. Vika liked this, too. While Victoria was on the balcony, I’m still in the room. It was time to move on to more decisive actions. I got up from my knees and sent my Apollo, who had long been in working order, into the womb of Vicki. She moaned louder. Carefully, step by step, without taking out Apollo by a millimeter, we approached the railing of the balcony. Vika took it with both hands. Now we were both in full view. Vika, bent in the belt and I’m behind her. I made sharp movements with a basin, Vazi’s basin obediently responded to them. Then I decided to tackle her anus. Slowly, but with power, I strewed Apollo in Vicki’s ass until the member’s turn became free and smooth. I felt that we both like it. Then Apollo again dived into the vagina. I began to alternate – 3 times in the ass, 3 times in the fold, 3 times in the anus, 3 times in the vagina. The thing was coming to an end. But I could not finish in Vika, today I had one more thing. – “Slave, loudly say – in me a big dick.” Vika loudly said: “I have a big dick in me.” – “Now tell me – it’s good for me with the member inside.” Vika said. Then she loudly said on my command: “I’ll finish now.” And even louder: “I’m finishing.” Claps came from the street. This was applauded by the audience. – “And now, slave, I order you – end it!”. And Victoria finished, apparently she was waiting for this order. I felt her body shudder, her legs buckling and (taking out Apollo from her), I carefully moved her to the bed. She laid her head on the pillow so happy and satisfied. I kissed her on the forehead and left.

Still from a distance at the door of my room I noticed a female figure. It was Alla, my Queen. I opened the door, we went to the room. “I’m sorry, it happened,” she said, referring to the sex in the booth. “Sometimes it’s family business,” I said. Now I will be in command. – Undress. She undressed, and I undressed. We stood naked opposite each other. She waited for what would happen next. “Get on your knees.” She obediently obeyed. – “Suck”. She took Apollo in her mouth. “Suck it out of him.” She vigorously earned sponges and tongue. Orgasm was approaching. I paused, holding my head with my hands. Then another vigorous absorption. Then there was another pause. I wanted all my energy, all my masculine spirit, to rise from the depths, which for a year already demanded an exit. Again sucking, again a pause. And this moment has come. Alla sensed the approach of orgasm and tried to pull her head out of my hands. But I held her tight. A giant jet of hot lava struck right in the throat. And the Sea Queen obediently swallowed it. And I waited, waited until the immense mass of the seed left its vault. I wanted to give everything to the last drop. And Alla swallowed and swallowed. While the bins are not completely emptied. And then she cried. The Queen realized that there would be no continuation. She stood in front of me on her knees, still holding the remains of her penis in her mouth. Tears flowed from her eyes, her sperm drained from her lips. “I’ll see you in the same place in a year,” I said.