My naked mistress was impaling her small mouth on my dick with all her might, resting her knees on the soft grass near the park bench. You could see how her cheeks turned red from the effort, and tears were already visible in her eyes, but Dasha did not let up. The sharp nipples pressed right into my thighs, the charming ass beckoned me to squeeze it, but I didn't dare, not knowing how Dasha would react to this. Unable to withstand Dasha's efforts, I dissolved in the wet, squelching pleasure that she gave me, without a trace, and came for the fourth time, if I, of course, didn't lose count. Feeling the approaching finish, the girl froze and pursed her lips, trying not to miss a drop.
When the penis finished pulsating, Dashenka carefully removed herself from the penis and, placing her palms, showed me the results right on her tongue. Suddenly I felt a strange desire to kiss her right now, right when she had my sperm in her mouth. The desire was so strong that, as if in a fog, I clung to the mistress's face and began to caress her pink lips, still stained with nectar, with my lips. I felt the taste and smell - indescribable, slightly sweet and spicy, it made me tremble and hum with pleasure. When our kiss broke up, I looked anxiously into Dashenka's eyes - what would she say, what if she didn't like that I took back part of my yummy food?
But Dasha smiled, clapping her huge eyes at me:
- Arkady... Ah... This is one of my hobbies, which I didn't tell you about right away, for fear that it would push you away... Even though until today it was purely hypothetical, but I was sure that I I'll love it when a boy takes the sperm that he just dropped into my mouth! And I was not mistaken... It's super! To realize that oral pleasure is mutual, that there is nothing terrible in it for both partners - what could be better? And you... you did it without the slightest hint from me... Just perfect! - and we kissed again.
And after the kiss, Dasha, jumping with joy, moved back to the house along the park path. Since she was completely naked, I couldn't help but watch her wonderful tits, which bounced with every movement of my pretty mistress. Dashulya noticed my gaze and suddenly became embarrassed, covering her nipples with her palms. And when I looked lower, at her smooth midsection, she completely clenched her knees, as if trying to hide her tender spot from me. It was simply amazing, especially considering the fact that a minute ago this angelic creature, gurgling and gurgling, was trying to push my dick into her throat as deep as possible.
- Dasha, forgive me if I confused you...
"No, I understand everything..." answered the hostess, blushing her cheeks. - It's just that, probably, blowing you naked was not the best idea... I didn't think that you... would glare at me. In fact, I often walked around the park naked, the servants were already used to it, but you... Every glance of yours seems to leave a mark on me. So whaaat... So y-you f-forgive me! - Dasha exclaimed stammeringly, as if I had agreed to pay her a tidy sum a month, and not vice versa.
Blushing Dashulya glanced at me once again, made sure that I was not taking my eyes off her charms, sighed and... rushed towards the house!
- Zhannochka, bring me the robe! - she shouted to the maid, who was just leaving the massive doors of the main entrance. I briefly noticed that the maid was dressed in a very revealing outfit - the apron barely covered what was supposed to be in front, and behind, as it seemed to me, there was a completely naked butt.
The maid nodded to Dasha and immediately ducked through the slightly open doors, not allowing me to get a good look at her butt. But I could clearly see Dasha's ass, because she turned her back to me right on the steps of the estate, so as not to show off her magical tits and pussy without a single hair. But the hostess again followed the direction of my gaze, flushed and put her hands on her buttocks to hide them from me. However, her small hands only emphasized the appetizing outlines, so much so that I involuntarily licked my lips.
- A.. Arkady, what are you doing there, licking your lips? Stop it immediately! - Dashenka wanted to hit the stone steps with her heel, but she forgot that she was barefoot and therefore hit her heel a little. The sweet girl's face wrinkled in pain, I felt that I had to somehow help her get through this trouble, so I stepped forward and hugged the girl. She trembled, but did not pull away, pressing her ass directly against my dick. I leaned over, inhaled the intoxicating scent of her hair and, unexpectedly for myself, licked my mistress's earlobe.
"Aaah..." Dashenka breathed out. Just then the doors opened and Zhanna came out onto the steps with a robe in her hands. Is it just me, or is she wearing a different apron now - shorter and more revealing than the previous one?
Dasha immediately put on a robe and turned to face me. It turned out to be of very limited length, so that I could still see all her charms if the mistress bent over with her back to me. But Dashenka was not going to drop anything, so this moment could be omitted. She immediately perked up and, bending over, began stroking my penis with her fingers right through my shorts, which were already noticeably bulging.
- Zhanna, do you think I will ever be able to accept him completely?
The maid girl just shrugged. Dasha got down on her knees and pulled my shorts down. The member was staring straight at her, glistening with a wet droplet at the tip.
"Young mistress, I completely forgot to bring you a blowjob pillow!" Is it possible to stand with your knees directly on the stone steps?! - After these words, Zhanna retreated.
And Dashenka just waved her hand and began rubbing her cheeks and nose on the penis. The member twitched against my will, I was already afraid that the second time I would not finish according to plan, but the hostess quickly absorbed it with her mouth, not giving me a chance to vent somewhere else. The penis sweetly buried itself in Dasha's narrow throat, making her gag. Gurgling a little and drooling, Dasha tensed and thrust deeper, squeezing the penis between her tonsils. Her cheeks turned red from strenuous attempts to swallow my anaconda, but the snake stubbornly did not go further than three-quarters of the length. The drool was flowing with all its might, dripping directly onto the stone, and the first tears were already flowing from Dasha's eyes.
While my mistress was choking on my cock, Zhanna returned. She was holding a red pillow in her hands, but did not dare to offer it to Dasha, because she saw that the hostess was busy with business. Meanwhile, Dashulya despaired of taking the dick to the end and began to roll my balls with her palm. I jerked from the ticklish feeling and, placing both hands on the back of the girl's head, came violently. Obviously, the sperm immediately flowed into Dasha's tummy, so this time the hostess did not please me with the sight of seed on her little pink tongue.
