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Olga stood at her bedroom window and gazed down at the street below. She had drawn back the curtains to do so and saw that the city?s streets were quiet and the blackout, such a strange sight for a city as vibrant as Kyiv, lending the neighborhood a ghostly appearance. It would be ended with the dawn and a resumption of life that now passed for normality in her war-torn country. It seemed to have swallowed up all its men, some never to be heard of or seen again.The conflict had touched her and the family; it had wrenched two that she loved from her sight and embrace; a husband and daughter who had been killed in a random rocket attack on a shopping mall where they had gone to buy some things for her new apartment. Katya had been intent upon furnishing it in readiness for when her husband, Arsen Slavov, returned from the front line for much-needed rest. They could live in their own home, not with her in a small two-bedroomed apartment that she lavished so much attention on and was a home for her and Yurii.All those hopes and plans, the continuation of their lives together or in regular contact, had been blown apart, quite literally, and with little to be found or to be buried. But her memories kept them so alive, a reminder of how it had once been in the ways and shape of Arsen, a devoted source of comfort even when he was away on active service and his career as a student architect put on hold. He surprised her by calling on a mobile phone link whenever he could; how that was managed was never spoken of. The way things were, there would be much to rebuild if, and when, the war came to an end and by fair means or foul.She let the curtain fall back and she chose, deliberately, to be with him. Soundlessly, and purposefully, she took slow steps along the hallway and saw that light still shone from under Arsen?s bedroom door. She had heard him packing his army holdall in readiness for his departure later in the morning.Tentatively, she knocked and went in, her heart beating furiously and fearing his rejection of her and what she sought of him, their easy ways through the evening, over supper, and later, arousing a raging need to let go and to be with him, rokettube (https://qiqitv.info/) in body and soul. Thoughts of what she wanted from him gnawed at her belly and were felt between her legs, even in her nipples as the fabric of her nightdress brushed her breasts. Arsen would see them. It felt as if she had been in a state of permanent arousal ever since she decided to give herself to him on his last night in her company. She aches to know of him, to have him in her body, who they have been to each other now consigned to history. They start as a man and a woman with much to keep them together.?Olga!??I?I wanted to be with you,? she began, her confidence deserting her, ?and while I still could. I will be alone again and left to my memories. I hope that you understand. I couldn?t just let you leave again??She engaged his attention by brazenly cupping her breasts in her hands, choosing to stand before him, and waiting. Arsen kicked away the bedclothes as he realized what she sought of him and what he sorely needed. He moved lithely to kneel close to the edge of the bed before holding out his hands. Her nightdress rustled softly as she stepped into his embrace, drew his head to her breasts, and soon felt his warm breaths on her skin. She heard him groan in pleasure as she pressed them to his face, pushed forward as his hands clamped her buttocks, and caressed her skin through her nightdress, the thin fabric leaving nothing for him to imagine of her body.?Go on?go on, please!? she urged, looking down into his searching eyes and then kissing him, parted her lips before his tongue swirled into her mouth. She groaned, feeling the sudden surge of longing take a hold of her along with the realization that it had been so long since she had felt this way. Arsen would not have to endure prolonged moments of foreplay before she could take him. She felt the moisture of anticipation, of longing, of readiness, slick her thighs, between her legs where he now touched. ?Go on??He hears her groan of pleasure and meets the hungering look in her eyes.?That you should want to be with me like this?and like this,? he smiled, admiring again how her breasts were cupped by a nightdress asyalı porno (https://qiqitv.info/kategori/asyali-porno) decorated with a lacy edge to its plunging neckline, a single bauble on a chunky necklace nestling at the top of her cleavage There had been a noticeable tension between them over the few days of his leave, his presence comforting and the sight of her a reminder of his lost wife, Elena. He wanted to fuck and forget what might await him when he left Olga?s bed.She bent to kiss him once more and did so hesitantly before any remaining doubts fell away. To feel his touches upon her, the warmth of his breath on her skin aroused a raging sense of longing and the cramping knot of desire for another?s touch to her skin, to have her body possessed and her need for solace consummated in this way, words of concern far from being enough.?Lie with me, please?? he asked and, together, they eased her nightdress over her head and threw it to the floor. He felt Olga shiver, and the tremble of her lips, as he kissed her and held Olga?s warm body to him. His longing for release would finally be met, unexpectedly but gloriously, in her arms.A petite and broad-hipped woman was with him, and he wanted her. Olga?s face was framed by swirls of long dark brown hair with blonde highlights, a frivolous concession to the passing of the years that were to be seen in the set of her straight-lipped mouth, the soft lines on her forehead and to each side of her slender nose. Olga had been an undoubted beauty in her youth, but now she clung to her looks. She had married young, took what work she could, and no longer worried about her weight. Why should she, when the straightened circumstances of her country meant that both money and food were short, and supplies of both remained uncertain??It is the only thing I have left to give you,? she kissed and clung to him, loved to feel the slide of his lips and flicker of his tongue as he claimed her breasts, circled her hardening nipples with his tongue before taking them in his mouth, his fingers gripping her buttocks and offering caresses between them, the prick of his nails to the base of her spine sending snaps of pleasure azeri porno (https://qiqitv.info/kategori/azeri-porno) coursing through her body.?Let me lie down!? she gasped, as his fingers found her moist heat, the sense of anticipation to be taken to bed raging within her.Arsen lay back, lifted his hips and she tugged away his briefs, gloried in the sight of him and his toned body, the strength in his arms and legs made hard by the regime that military life on the front lines had bestowed. And then she saw and reached for his manhood, his arcing penis, its domed tip glistening. Flesh, that had once claimed her daughter, would soon be in her body and to be enjoyed.?Forget everything?everyone?and love with me! Let me remember moments like this and with you!? he kissed.?I will, darling man, I will!?Olga moved to caress his body with the sweep of her tumbling breasts; moved so that his penis slid between them, and she caressed that pole of flesh mimicking the act of fucking, before she lay upon him.Arsen felt his pulse quicken and the cramp in his belly and prick as she fumbled for it once more, his fingers no distraction from her wilful purpose. He was consumed by his need for the woman that she had become, a seductress and fleshy goddess whose breaths were on his mouth as their tongues slicked each other?s lips and their eyes held each other?s wondering stare.?Yes, we?re going to love, to be together as never before and I now know that you need. I am here for you, believe that, and just as I hope that you are for me.??Forgive me, Olga?forgive me!? he gasped in expectation, fumbling for his penis and caressing her thighs with it, then the slicked lips of her pussy.?I do?how I do!? She lifted her head and groaned, then bent down to kiss him, her hair sweeping over his face like a veil. She felt so wet, so ready for him, the ache in her belly only to be satisfied by taking that pole of meat inside her and letting him burst; to have him fill her slicked haven with his seed. Every nerve in her body screamed for this to happen. ?I want and need this from you too!?His penis parted her pussy?s lips and she rose to allow him in, to have her son-in-law of former times slowly claim her body. She needed to be as one with him and she rocked and bucked her hips, felt Arsen move to slowly plumb her; to push deeper and deeper until she shifted, took all of him, and sat on his hips. Soon, she was fully impaled on him and raging lust took hold in them.