Cyra_Champ

Chapter 1
 I was not thrilled with the idea of ​​a colleague, to find a car in the application, in order to get from Moscow to Voronezh. But still agreed it was cheaper and faster. Katya helped me choose a car, she said the most important thing is to pay attention to good reviews. Driver Maxim, the reviews are all good. I sent an application. He confirmed. - Zhenya, look how cute he is! - shouted a colleague, enlarging the photo of the driver.

 `` Oh, I'm not looking for a groom for Katya, I need to go home, but quickly, '' I brushed aside.

 - One is not a hindrance to the other. - the girl laughed loudly. I sighed heavily.

 Saying goodbye, I went home to collect things. I did not leave for long, only for three days for my mother's birthday. So it makes no sense to take a lot of clothes. There was not much time left, in an hour you need to be already in place.

 As much as I was in a hurry, but still a little late, the minibus was crawling like a turtle. Briskly walking to the designated place. I hope the driver waited for me. When she saw the black Chevrolet Cruze breathed a sigh of relief.

 The young man lowered the darkened glass. All the windows were tightly tinted, I could not make out the other passengers. As far as Katya informed me, the driver usually takes several fellow travelers.

 “Zhenya?” The driver turned to me. He's a pretty cute guy indeed.

 - Yes. Hello. - I answered, not daring to get into the car.

 - Hello. I'm Max. Sit down. - I did not see his eyes under sunglasses, but there was a feeling that Maxim was devouring me with a look.

 Imagine my surprise when I opened the door and found an empty car, not counting the driver. Maybe I'm not the only one late. But as soon as I sat down, the car took off. I immediately tensed.

 - And that no one else is going with you? - I decided to find out all the same.

 - No, others canceled the request. - Maxim answered, and I noticed his grin in the rear-view mirror. Something is wrong? Or am I just winding myself up? Somehow I am not calm. Maybe ask to stop the car, say that I changed my mind. No, then I definitely won't make it home in time. Calm down Zhenya! The reviews were good,

 nothing to worry about.

 “What are you afraid of?” Maxim said in a hoarse voice, stunning me.

 “Excuse me?” I didn't understand the essence of the question.

 - Well, you're kind of tense. Afraid to go alone? ”I noticed his smile again. It seems to me we did not switch to you!

 - No, you are mistaken. - I answered, focusing on you. I don't know why, but this guy didn't like him. It's already dark in the car, and he put on his sunglasses still. Look how cool I am.

 - That's great. You will be happy with the trip, - said the guy confidently. Hope so! He looked no more than twenty-five. Dark blond hair. Dark skin. If you can determine the physique by what I can contemplate behind the driver's seat, then it seems to be broad-shouldered and not thin.

 - If you want to drink, there are bottles with water in the seat pocket, - Maxim kindly suggested, and made the music louder.

 As provided, I did not bother to take water with me.


 When Max saw her approach the car, his blood boiled with anticipation. Not bad. Even a chick is good. What he needs. What he wanted for a long time. Recently, I have come across one middle peasant. And this is not a fig did not add a buzz.

 As soon as he noticed the alarm in her eyes, he immediately got up. She nervously bit her lower lip. And Max wanted to fuck her right now. Only now he will not get the desired pleasure from this. It's like having a chick and not cumming. When it seems that you are about to splash, but not shit. For a long time he has become not enough just sex. Max was no longer interrupted by their groans. Now he was thrilled with their fear and cry of pain. He was wildly excited about how women break, sag under him.

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