it's big enough. Anya with might and main wielded fingers in the ass of my wife, continuing the insults.

Seeing us, she continued:

- Oh, that lovers have returned. Do you hear, whore is flat? Your husband just fucked Natasha. I'm sure he liked it. Because she has something more than your boobs.

With these words, Anya started kneading oly breasts. Olga groaned loudly, saying in a low voice:

- Well, fuck me: I am a whore without a booze. I'm a fucking punt! Fuck me who wants. Tear off my twat: Fuck my skinny ass!

From these her words I got up again.

Anya noticed my erection.

- ABOUT! Your husband is worth it. Because he just fucked Natasha, he will blow you out.

Anya pulled a cucumber out of the vagina (Olga groaned in protest).

- Come on, fuck her with this belt! Well! Rinse that skinny cunt!

And I set about smacking my wife. Slightly, of course. The belt got in the ass, leaving redness on the legs. I entered into a rage, tried to get between her halves of the ass, but Olga squeezed them. Then Anya took them and forcefully spread them to the sides.

Olga now just howled from pleasure and pain. I got on the anus, and wet swollen lips, and the clitoris. Natasha came back from somewhere and fastened clothespins on the nipples. Olga screamed.

- Oh my god! How good-oh! I love you! Still!!!

And I continued. Natasha sat on the floor in front of Olga, spread her legs wide and, poking her face into her pubis, breathing hard from arousal, hersed:

- Come on, whore, lick my pussy, like your hubby just did. He really liked my pussy. He probably never licked your pussy like that.

Olga began to lick Natasha's pussy, frantically twisting her pelvis towards the belt. She literally expired juices. The belt was already all wet from them.

I finished spanking, and Anya again started to work both her holes with her hands. Olga moaned incessantly. She was sweating all over, and her body was shiny in the light of the lamps. She was beautiful!

Olga diligently licked Natasha's cave, occasionally sucking on her large clitoris. With one hand she caressed her breasts. Judging by the appearance, Natasha was in seventh heaven.

I pulled Anya from Olga, put her on cancer, ripped off her swimsuit, moved the head of the penis over the wet entrance of the vagina and started stuffing the penis in her ass, massaging her conical fleshy breasts with large pale pink nipples. Natasha immediately pulled Olga from her vagina, lifted the blindfold on her eyes and turned her head in our direction by her hair.

- Look, fuck, like your husband another fuck.

I at a furious pace drove my dick in anina ass. My balls loudly flopped about her wet cave, squished in her ass. With every push from the throat came the rattling of pleasure.

Natasha left Olga, stood over Anya and, stooping, buried her face in my crotch. I began to lick. Olga, masturbating furiously, watched us.

“Hey, boys,” Natasha turned to the guys. - Stop jerking off. Fuck off that whore. Yes, so that she could not walk.

Olga turned to the guys and began to stroke herself, twirl her nipples, pull at the pubic hairs.

One of the guys with the largest member - twenty-five centimeters - beckoned Olga:

- Well, the sinner has broken. Crawl here. We have not torn such flat skins for a long time. Now I will plant you in the womb. Come on, come on, get your skinny ass here. I'll tear her up too.

Olga on all fours slowly crawled to the guys. They did not immediately fuck her. First, they studied her body in great detail, twirling it on their knees, unceremoniously thrusting fingers into all holes, while commenting on their research.

- Well, milking! I have more!

- Look, what a pussy. Come on, skin, suck my fingers: they are just from your cunt.

Olga sucked fingers that had just been in her vagina or ass, obediently spreading her legs when someone wanted to get a better look at her vagina, spread her anus with her fingers, so that someone could spit there, obediently put her breasts in, so that someone pinched them , pulling the swollen clitoris, if required. And with moans she accepted all the insults that were inflicted upon her.

About thirty minutes later Olga prayed:

- Boys! I want you all. Fuck me in all holes! Your flat breasted girl wants your fucks!

She immediately began to rape. It is rape: rude, painful, according to the animal. A guy with a huge dick unceremoniously planted an olina ass on himself, plunging his gun more than half, which made Olga just scream. And then a member of another guy penetrated her mouth, which she began to suck with pleasure. The third guy joined the vagina and at a frantic pace began to drive his piston into it. The fourth member Olga simply jerked off her hand, occasionally massaging a heavy scrotum. The guys staged a “carousel”: every five minutes or so they swapped places, and thus everyone tried out all the possible holes of my wife, as well as her gentle hands. Forty minutes later, Olga was covered with a thick layer of sperm, which flowed onto her from four burly members, as from fire hoses. It was impossible to look at its openings without a shudder: everything was swollen and terribly reddening. This, however, only strengthened Olgin orgasms, which twisted her body one by one. Olga seemed to be crazy. Now she was one solid vagina, the owner of which suffers from a terrible form of nymphomania.

The guys gradually exhausted and now not so much fucked Olga, just how much fun with her body. For example, they are matches, I must say, very carefully, they burned the hairs on her pubic hair (Olga actively helped them with this, sitting comfortably on the edge of the table and spreading her legs wide to the sides). Then they began stuffing various objects into her vagina and anus: from cucumbers to bottlenecks.

Under the ceiling we have a crossbar - some kind of architectural sophistication. The guys threw ropes through it and tied the ends to Olgin's wrists. And they took turns flogging. Basically, on the breasts and vagina. Forcing Olga at the same time to invent a scathing insults. She tried her best (we were all rather tired and just cheerfully watched my wife's torture, taking part in it in turn). Without realizing anything, she continued to cum, insulting herself and asking to "fuck her as long as possible."

It all ended late at night. Everyone fell asleep right in the room - side by side. I untied Olga, took her into the bath and soaked for about an hour and a half. She was on the verge of losing consciousness, but absolutely happy. I noticed with amazement that Olga from time to time touched her clit, rolling her eyes from pleasure. Then, without even wiping, carried him into the bedroom and put him to sleep.

Slept restlessly. Olga kept twisting and moaning all the time (I think, from pain). I, too, was slightly ill: the penis and testicles ached stupidly. Already in the morning I finally fell into a deep pit of sleep.

I woke up at eleven o'clock. Olga was not around. Overcoming the aching pain in the groin (and what is Olga ?!), I hobbled into the living room. Our guests had breakfast, and Olga crawled in their legs and took turns doing blowjobs. All pinched her breasts and slapped her ass.

The orgy continued.