Vera shied away to the still-silent Jacqueline, who huddled in the head of the bed and watched from there with horror for what was happening.

- Well, you really, Vera Nikolaevna! - said Maxim Vasilyevich reproachfully. - We are with you with all my heart, and you are so cold ... Is Vladimir Dmitrievich right, and do you prefer the love of this little Frenchwoman? - he looked at Jacqueline. “Come here, my little bird, let's convince Vera Nikolayevna together that nothing terrible is happening.”

Jacqueline did not move, then Maxim lay down on the bed, stretched out next to them and put his reared flesh on public display.

- Friends, and what are you standing there? - He asked, at the same time putting his hand on the thigh of the Faith recoiled from him.

Vladimir Dmitrievich fussily began to undress, and the third man, standing at the door, simply unbuttoned his pants, and, freeing them of a huge purple-blue member, twisted with blue veins, went to the bed.

- You say French? - He turned to Jacqueline. - Show me how the French can love! - and he brought straight to her lips a monstrously big head of his member.

Vladimir Dmitrievich stopped with interest, having ceased to undress, watching what Jacqueline would do. And that one, suddenly opening its mouth, licked the flesh offered to it, which caused the man's member to twitch, while he himself with a force pulled the air through his teeth. Then Jacqueline, having risen slightly, licked the head, and then, opening her lips, took it in her mouth.

Vera looked at her stunned, and did not even have time to react at the first moment, when Max pressed his excited flesh to her, and whispered in her ear:

- You see, Vera Nikolaevna, your girlfriend and Krasavin are already busy, but what about us? - and he covered her chest with his hand.

- Stop it! She asked, moving away from him, but he suddenly turned her back to himself with a quick movement and whispered: - Look at them, see how nice it is for them? Enjoy the spectacle of sensual love, it will help you relax.

He held her tightly by the waist, pressing her buttocks against his stomach and resting his excited flesh on them.

Vera froze, really, looking, as Jacqueline tries to over Krasavin's flesh. This was something very repulsive and very exciting. Krasavin groaned hoarsely, pushing his cock into the mouth of Jacqueline.

“Let's move a little towards them,” suggested Maxim and pushed Vera forward with his body.

When she moved very close to Jacqueline, he stretched out his hand from behind her and touched the nipples of the Frenchwoman who were excited.

- She is really good! - he said, and suddenly exclaimed: - Krasavin, let you lie down, for God's sake, there is no truth in the legs, and it will be more convenient for the girl to caress you.

Krasavin obediently collapsed on the bed, and Jacqueline, kneeling, bent over him, again taking his purple flesh in his mouth.

“You don't want to do it yourself?” - asked Max in the ear of Vera.

- Not! - Faith shuddered all.

“I wouldn’t refuse if you would caress me too,” he whispered, breathing hotly in her ear. “I have wanted you for a long time,” and he put his hand to Vera on the pubis.

Resigning to the inevitable, Vera did not resist. She tried to calm down and accept what was happening, as another test that fell to her lot. You have to pay for everything, tonight she experienced bliss, making love to Jacqueline, thereby confirming the validity of the accusation of Vladimir Dmitrievich that she was a lesbian. But now, feeling other men's fingers, gently penetrating into her, she felt that she also liked it.

“Just don't hurt me,” she said, turning her face to him.

- Well, I will not, - promised Maxim and kissed her neck.

Vera closed her eyes, concentrating on the movements of his fingers, when suddenly the bed caved in under the weight of another body.

Behind Maxim's quiet laugh.

Vera opened her eyes, and saw how naked Vladimir Dmitrievich sank behind Jacqueline, kneeling with his back to him, aiming to enter it from behind.

- Oh God, Vladimir, do not do it! - Vera rushed to him. - If you really want, then take me, but do not touch her!

But he dismissed Faith:

“I’ve already finished with you, but this careless person needs to be punished,” and he forcefully entered the unprotected hole next to Bosom Jacqueline.

She loudly screamed in pain, falling on Krasavin, but Vladimir Dmitrievich, quickly covering her mouth with her hand, leaned on both of them and, growling from vengeful pleasure, began to enter into a tight hole that was not ready for such a violent copulation.

- My God, he will cripple her! - Vera screamed, trying to drag her former lover away from Jacqueline, but Maxim kept her in place.

Karsavin himself stopped this torture, who indignantly threw Vladimir Dmitrievich off of himself and Jacqueline, and, clinging to the crying girl, cursed:

- Volodya, you are a bastard! Firstly, they did not let me finish, and secondly, why deliver such pain to the girl? You could tear her something inside! We did not agree on this! And I do not want to participate in it!

He carefully pulled away the crying Jacqueline from himself, stood up, but she, sobbing, clutched at his hand, begging:

- Sir, do not leave me with him! I am ready to caress you all night, just do not leave me with him!

Vladimir Dmitriyevich, a little sober, recollected himself and also began to persuade him:

- Krasavin, forgive me, do not leave, we have not finished yet. Forgive you, Jacqueline, I didn’t want to hurt you, it just hurt me that you didn’t let me in all this time, and Krasavin only asked - and you are happy to show him French love ... - he grabbed Krasavin’s hand, settling him back on the bed. - Lie down, undress, the whole night is still ahead, we still need to deal with Vera! I want us all to master it. By the way, Maxim, what are you pulling? Take her! I really want to see this exciting sight.

Vera started, having met with his wicked, drunken gaze, fumbling over her body.

- Friends, and you want to see how they have fun with Jacqueline? - continued Vladimir Dmitrievich, referring to Karsavin and Maxim. - Vera show me how your Frenchwoman licks you! Hey, Jacqueline, are you able to lick your girlfriend between your legs?

Jacqueline, wiping away tears, nodded in fright.

- No, this will not work! - Maxim intervened. - Let's do without violence. We are adults, and quite able to give each other pleasure. Karsavin, in fact, take off your clothes, and you, Vladimir Dmitrievich, keep yourself in hand, or better go to the bathroom and clean up, you have blood on your hips ...

- My God, where are you from? - he was frightened, indeed, noticing ominous spots on his body. He looked at Jacqueline with horror: - Did I really hurt her, and, really, hurt something ?! Gentlemen, what to do now ?!

- I already told you what to do! - Maxim grumbled, breaking away from Vera and getting up. - Go to the bathroom.

Vladimir Dmitrievich obediently jumped out of the room.

“And you, Karsavin, will have to suffer a little,” said Maxim, bypassing the bed. - Need to inspect Jacqueline ...

Going to the girl, he laid her hand on her shoulder:

- My bird, let's see what this snapper did to you ...

Jacqueline recoiled back from him.

- Do not be afraid of me, I will not hurt you, just see ... - Maxim continued to gently persuade her, holding her ... Read more →