- What are you doing? Her voice sounds too hoarse. She swallows the lump in her throat, anticipating the inevitable event.

“I want to remember why I couldn’t forget you.

I slowly sink into the water. Centimeter by centimeter, I approach Masha, shrinking in the corner. She becomes timid and tries to catch her breath as the distance between us shrinks.

“Oleg,” says my name with trembling lips.

- Yes?

- Don't come near. To me, - he stretches out his hand in front of him and inadvertently touches my biceps with thin fingers.

I look down at her fingers, and then slowly look up at the oval of a girl's face. I notice how a noticeable perspiration appears on Masha's forehead. She hugs her shoulders and almost chatters her teeth.

– Are you trembling?

- Cold.

“Plus thirty-five?” - She does not find what to answer, and I do not need to.

– Are you bored? - I easily pry my chin with one finger, forcing me to look straight into my eyes, but the stubborn girl tries to look away.

- No, - she suddenly becomes bolder and tries to step aside, but the ring of my hands does not allow this.

I place my palms near her head, resting against the side of the pool. I lightly press the trembling body to my hips, making me feel my erection. Masha flushes at that very second, rounding her eyes.

- Were you okay then? I lower my voice to a whisper. Leaning forward, leaning over and pronouncing right above my ear, making you feel my hot breath. - In hotel?

Oleg, we don't...

“Shh,” I put my finger to my plump lips. I outline their contour with the pad of my index finger, which makes Masha hold her breath for a short moment.

We are too close to each other. I feel the female nipples touching my chest, causing a wave of desire to sweep through my body. It is impossible to play with Masha for a long time. She is too seductive in this red swimsuit, which is completely soaked and now hugs every millimeter of her young body.

With one jerk I succumb forward and pull Masha to me. Hands fall to the waist, and then pick up the rounded hips. I tear off the female body from the floor and force her to spread her legs wide so that the baby can wrap her arms around my torso. When the ankles close on my lower back, I fall to the inviting lips. I burst my tongue into the depths of my mouth, leaving no chance for the baby to close her jaw.

First, Masha allows my tongue to draw intricate patterns, and then she responds passionately, lightly biting and sucking on my lower lip. I scratch the soft skin with my bristles, but I don't stop kissing. Thin fingers burrow at the back of my head and pull at my hair. I feel for the knot on my back with my hands and untie the straps of my swimsuit, exposing my chest. I wrap my hand around the rounded hemisphere, and soon I squeeze the hard nipple with my fingers.

I'm blown away by the friction of our bodies and maybe I would fuck Masha right here in the pool, but unprotected sex is not the best idea, no matter how awesome the girl is.

“Oleg,” a moan breathes into my lips. - You can't do it here.

Where is your room, baby?

- Second floor. But damn. We can not. Stop, - she rests her hand on my chest, and I look at her swollen lips, which, apart from vulgar fantasies, cannot cause anything else at the moment.

Are you afraid he will find out? “There is no need to say the name of the Beast. Baby and so perfectly understands who I mean.

He'll rip my head off if he sees me. And you, by the way, will also tear off and, I'm afraid that it will not start from the head. – I smirk. Maybe the girl wanted to scare me, but it didn't work. Not a damn thing scared.

“I think we will agree with him,” I lower Masha to the floor and help her tie her swimsuit.

I'll straighten my straps and, in between, kiss each shoulder, then trace a sinuous line with my tongue from collarbone to earlobe. Masha almost screams, but is in no hurry to turn away. She loves my kisses. I like how, just a minute ago, I pressed her trembling body against the wall and rested on an excited member.

“Don’t even try to talk to him if you don’t want to be left without manhood,” the girl grins slyly, and then pushes me away and tries to leave.

I don't let her do it. I grab my arm just below the elbow and pull it towards me. She falls into my arms and I pick her up again.

– I can be persuasive, Masha. Do not be afraid.

- You don't know what you're talking about, Olezhka.

“But, in my opinion, you don’t know me, my little one,” I want to kiss her on the lips, but Masha turns away at the last moment and the kiss falls on the cheek.

The baby dodges from my hands, and then - leaves. While Masha climbs the stairs, holding on to the handrail, I devour her elastic buttocks with my eyes. And then I curse under my breath when I hear the voice of the Beast.

Full fuck!

“Falcon, what the hell are you doing in my pool?” Kostya shouts from afar, barely noticing my presence.

I curse under my breath, remembering the planned meeting.

“Get out, you old bastard. There is a case, - the Beast flops into a wicker chair near the pool, fixing his gaze on me, but I am in no hurry to exit. Forced to endure the riser.

- Oh, mouse phone. - The beast picks up an iPhone and scrolls it between his fingers, as if examining. Have you already met my girl?

I can hardly restrain myself from saying too much. Did you meet? Yes, she moaned my name three months ago on your wedding day, buddy!

- Got acquainted.

“And how do you like my daughter?” She looks like me? - The Beast smiles broadly, and I lose ground under my feet.

Daughter? What's the number? I fucked the daughter of the Beast?