They were walking, and Maxim tried not to hurry too much, but to pretend that he was looking for something in his pockets, to slow down and get a better look at his favorite female asses. He was interested in the firmness with which they wag as they walk, he was interested in her size and how comfortable it is to fuck them. Front or back, tried on, kept trying on.

And for myself, I made preliminary plans that Tanya should be in the front, and Maria in the back, because the height of the ass did not allow convenient entry into her vagina from the front, although you can put a pillow, but he may not find it at the right moment.

And be sure to engage with them not together, at the same time, but alternately, when one is resting and sitting on a chair on the side, he will string a friend both in the tail and in the mane.

– We'll see, – he said to himself as he got into the car, and then kindly put the girls in the backseat.

– You probably also study in absentia.

– I graduated from the university last year, they don't take me with experience yet, I decided to get a job at the reception, my English skills came in handy, they took me right on the third day, they issued me a full salary, – said Maria.

Tanya didn't say anything, she started to say something, but stopped.

We got there quickly, and the music turned on set you up for a good mood. People who passed, passed, ran, sometimes inspired a little fear in Maxim, he at such moments began to understand that how fussy people are and that they are always late for something. At such moments, people sitting on benches aroused his greater respect and admiration, suggesting that people who have achieved happiness, nirvana, Zen, whatever, are no longer in a hurry. But today Maxim, Tatiana and Maria were not exactly, in a hurry, rather they were in a hurry to reach this zen, nirvana, happiness, peace, because each of them in the soul, although, and without admitting to themselves for Maxim and for themselves for the two girls-they wanted sex, they wanted to fuck like on the last day of Pompeii, as well as on other days.

– You can take some water with you and buy another bottle, – he said to the girls, turning back.

But he saw something that he might have expected, but wasn't ready for at the moment. Tana was sitting with her legs spread and her crotch showing like a burst and overripe apricot in a shop window, sprawled out in the backseat.

She looked back, probably knowing that she could see everything there, and said, " I don't know.

– Yes, we should probably buy it.

Perhaps she had started an interspecific competition, and she wanted to get more time and attention with Maxim today than Maria, but no one knew about this yet and could not know, perhaps Tatiana herself, who simply, perhaps, wanted to live without hiding, tired of prohibitions.

They decided to take the boat at Maxim's suggestion, because, firstly, it was more romantic than catamarans, and secondly, Maxim could sit across from them and look at their legs, and if he was lucky, what was between them.

The girls didn't mind when Tatiana said she agreed, and Maria nodded her head, her snub nose bobbing like a small clockwork.

– Sit down, ladies.

They moved to the boat, coming down from the bank when he gave them a hand to steady them.

We decided to go for a short ride, about half an hour, because it was quite hot, although it was almost evening, and being constantly under the sun was not very comfortable, and only the proximity of the water cooled the air a little.