with a groan, squeeze your crotch with your hands, and this, you will agree, is not so desirable for a man in the presence of two pretty women.

However, I heard a groan from behind the door. Jenny frantically, without getting a key, tried to open the front door. Finally she succeeded. And the tousled, flushed, our deputy director burst into her own hallway. Immediately, without noticing, she ran past the armchair where I was sitting, and halfway through to the cherished door, where both Katie and I would not have left to enter, Jenny, although she couldn’t hold anything, suddenly stopped frantically with her back moving me legs and straightening .

Katie jumped up from the chair joyful, although with one palm she had to pinch the lower abdomen ...

- We play, mom!

- No no! - Jenny moaned in a strangled voice ... - daughter, dear, mother has problems now, mother is so difficult ... - she suddenly screamed ... - In-in-in! - and bent over, like a man bending, received a blow to the groin ... - Mom really wants to go to the toilet ... - apparently she succeeded by squeezing her bladder with both hands at least a little bit, and she calmed down a little more calmly. .. - Four large cups of black coffee ... I beat them all, - noticing the confusion in the eyes of my daughter, she kindly asked ... - well, let's play, but you, daughter, will you let your mother give up right away and go to the toilet? I can hardly stand it! Yy yy!

Simultaneously with this sob, I heard a crackle - Jenny, having bent her legs at the knees, tried with the last of her strength to unzip the pants. Probably, it was painful, because her fingers, slipping involuntarily rested against the very bubble, swollen to the limit. But then Katie said bewildered ...

- But mom. If you give up and write, I probably will not tolerate it again. And then the uncle will see, as I described myself ... - she said this almost with childish horror at something unbearably shameful.

Gracefully, though in terrible tension, Jenny's bent figure froze again. Only the trembling of the constricted muscles ran over her bent and tightly clenched knees, bulged out ass, reduced shoulders. Nearby, also bent over, Katie looked from her mother to me.

- What kind of uncle? Jenny asked in an unusual, low voice.

“The one who took me out of school,” Katie barely spoke through her clenched teeth, pointing at me with her eyes ... “He is sitting in the chair behind your back.”

It was painful to watch as an incredible effort, Jenny forces herself to turn around and meet my eyes. I have not found anything better, how to smile and sympathetically smile at the boss. The zipper on Jenny's jeans was half open, the button from the trousers she tore off and squeezed in her fist, which she pressed herself right on the crotch. Her high, tight breasts were almost knocked out from under her blouse, everyone knew that Jenny wasn’t wearing a bra, there was no need for her.

“A good wife ...”, through her breath, exhaled Jenny in a stifled voice, and apparently this last effort was unbearable for her. She sobbed and began to cry-thinly-thinly, bending more and more. I involuntarily looked at the bottom of her belly, around her palms began to seep and wet the immediately darkened jeans fabric on the hips to the knees moisture. The woman was still trying to endure, not letting her gateways open completely, but a trickle that was hot as thin as a knife blade was breaking out through them, and it was already impossible to stop it.

- I ran like that! ... - my boss whispered in a hoarse and miserable manner, looking at me fiercely ... - I suffered so much ... I almost had time! ..

- Mama! - Katie screamed in a real panic ... - I can't do it now either!

And as if these words were not enough. Jenny growled hoarsely from shame and pleasure, relaxed her knees, pressing wet palms to her barely exposed chest, crossed her weakened legs, setting them wide apart and in the silence of the anterior jet flowed clearly — Jenny surrendered.And then Katie, weakly screaming, tried to unbutton her teenage jeans and even ran two steps towards the cherished door, but stopped, threw up her head and, covering her eyes, remained standing, trying not to watch her legs flowing into her sneakers and spread out linoleum around hot puddle. And Jenny kept looking straight into my eyes, and moaning quietly ...

- Woo, could not ... Lord, as well! Oh, oh, how ashamed I am! I pissed! I could not resist ...

- Mom ... - Katie cried nearby ... - Mommy! You and I are so ... We are so ... Like little girls ... We lost to him, both of them at once ... Oh! ..

- Daughter ... - whispered to Jenia, when I got up from the chair and tried to pass by two unfortunate women who had described themselves ... - What have you done ...

6.

- Mama! He, too, wants ... Why did he restrain himself? - A huge resentment rang in the voice of a deceived and dishonored girl. Jenny, still clutching both hands, took a step toward me ...

“He is not going to want that right now,” she promised, significantly, in the same low, hoarse voice, stepping across a huge puddle on the floor, and not paying attention to the continued murmur, turned to me with some kind of desperate gaiety ...

- You will allow girls to recoup?

- Like this? - with some difficulty, I said. Firstly, I was both very sorry for them, and secondly, I was literally at the limit in all respects.

“Promise me,” Jenny’s cheeks were crimson and she barely caught her breath, trying to speak calmly ... - promise you a minute, just a moment to stand still. You can bear it, you can fuck me, right here, or at a convenient time for you later. Give the girls one chance, I ask ...

She asked for real, and not like before. But of course, not generosity made me nod. I really wanted to fuck Jenny, from the first minute, as soon as I saw. I nodded involuntarily and immediately saw with horror how fiercely the eyes of a woman flashed.

“Katie,” she cried ... “note the time!” Now you will see how mother will avenge both of us!

Katie, pulled out one hand, so sandwiched between her knees, unbent the wet cuff of her blouse (here, I thought, as it splashed from the poor girl and got the sleeve), and stared at the second hand of the children's watch. And Jenny stepped up to me, in my opinion, she still had a little bit, finally continued to flow through semi-flaped pants, but this didn’t worry her or me anymore, because with the next move, she took me with a confident hand for all my man’s. I howled like that.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” Jenny promised tenderly and ominously ... “Look, daughter, now uncle will be even better than we were.”

- Oh, bitch! Oh oh - through my teeth I mumbled, feeling how deft her fingers, as they say, roll balls to me, and at the same time unbearably tighten the skin on the penis, which was already ready to splash every second. Jenny took me in a turn, and just screamed ...

- Stay on the spot! You promised to stand! - and my daughter ... - Now he will flow even better than we had ...

And again the saving thought flashed through my mind. This woman always mocks herself first! E - mine, she also makes me want only because she wants, "very, very" how poorly Cathy let it slip through me! I freed my hand and with my last strength, I shoved my hand into the wet pants of my tormentor. She made an attempt to resist my dastardly reception, arched, kicked her leg, quite like a horse kicks, but after having already experienced the strength of the woman, there was probably a little bit and soon my hand went over the warm, wet triangle of hair, stuck her head in in her holy of holies - between the legs.

- Mama! - breathed out Katie, hearing how desperately, resignedly suddenly screamed Jenny. The clitoris of my boss, trembling in the last gasp of desire and shame, was under my fingers in one second, and then her grip on my balls weakened. For another ten seconds we pressed each other as best we could, and then the woman groaned again ...

- Wow! I can not-y more! - and, jerking a blouse on her chest, she bared her swollen and then her reddened breasts with shame, she began to knead her nipples wildly ... - Let go! I beg you! I beg! Not with a girl! Just not with her! I am now ... right now ... Oooh! ..

I pushed the door with my foot, with one movement of my hand I pulled off the unhappy woman and panties and wet jeans, and, continuing to press on the most sensitive female place, made me follow me. She did not even try to resist, only begged in a faint voice ...

- Well, let it go! You are welcome! You are welcome! I let you go! Aaaaah! Have pity! No more my strength! Mmm, how are you me! ... Honey ...

I barely managed to blow the zipper on my pants and my tortured cock jumped out of the codpiece literally pierced her crotch, entered lightly and deeply, like melting butter, and jabbing a couple of times somewhere deep in the soft and elastic living heat doused Jenny from the inside a thick stream of sperm, I was late for a second and all this wealth would be hot drops in my underpants. With all my strength I squeezed her in my arms and with a sharp push pushed the woman, who was no longer able to take a breath, into the hallway. Staggering, he reached the toilet and, barely restraining a happy groan, sent his limp cock in there. Outside the door, in a voice moaning, screaming, Jenny growled ...

- I finish! Uuuuuuuy-yy! What do you want, Katie, if you knew! ... I can not !!! Don't look, Katie, don't look at mom !!! Mom ... Ah! BUT! Mom finished !!! - and, after a pause, it's quiet, sad ... - That's it. Here's your mom fucked, daughter ...

But they moaned and howled from pain and resentment, both of them for a long time, all the time while I, feeling like the happiest person, emptied my bladder in their toilet.