You won't forget me - A story from Natalia

- This is our last meeting with you... - looking into her eyes, Eugene whispered.

Natasha, silently looking into his big blue eyes, tried to smile, although tears were already flowing down her cheek. Eugene, taking her gently by the chin with his hand, began to wipe the tears with his lips.

- Hush, honey, hush... - without stopping kissing her, he whispered.

"You know it's best for both of us."

Natasha understood this herself, but her heart refused to listen. She didn't want to give it to someone else. Why is fate so unfair?..

His lips touched hers, and she felt their slightly salty taste. His tongue deftly slid inside her mouth and found her tongue...

The feeling of acute desire was pleasantly felt in every inch of her body. She moaned faintly...

His breathing became ragged and uneven. His hands, his tongue, his breath, his voice, his lips were driving her crazy...

Eugene gently pressed the girl to him and put her on his lap. His tongue found the girl's breast and began to lick it gently and tenderly, feeling how her breasts swelled under his caresses, and her nipples noticeably hardened. She writhed in his arms...

Languor swept over their bodies. Unbuttoning his fly and slightly lifting up her dress, under which there was nothing, he allowed her to sit on his excited penis. Bliss immediately took over the mind. Natasha moved slowly, and his lips caressed her neck, lips... Mm-hmm...

Her movements became more frequent, her excitement was heated to the limit...

And finally, feeling the approach of a bright, colorful, sensual orgasm, she cried out his name and went limp in his arms...

Yes, perhaps she let him go with a pain in her chest, but she clearly understood that Zhenya would never forget her, just like she would forget him.