so I kissed your dick and you sitting turned to me and spread his legs. One hand freed his penis from the cloth, and the other raised my head and planted it with his mouth on the penis.

It seemed to you that this was exactly what I was waiting for, although at the first moment I opened my narrowed eyes, as if surprised at what was happening. But, having met with your affectionate eyes, I just started to suck it a little at first, then my movements became more confident, I looked up from your penis and began sucking your testicles one by one.

He sat on me, from what he saw, resolutely pulled the fabric off me and began to stroke my ass. The man to our right also didn’t stay idle: one of his hands reached for his stiffened member, the other dived under my chest and began to pull at my nipple. The rest simply threw aside the sheets and began to stroke themselves, without taking their eyes off our foursomes.

Finally, the one sitting on me threw back the already unnecessary fabric and, clasping my hips, pulled up so that I would stand on all fours. From this movement, your cock slid out of my lips and you opened your eyes. You saw that I was standing on all fours, the man on the right had pulled away from his trunk and moved closer to my head, taking my breast, but who had intended to penetrate me from behind: he drove his expiring member along my buttocks towards the goal. We met with you views: your hard and my supplicant.

You realized that you would not survive his invasion of me and, having withdrawn, took his place. Your tender and familiar hands lay on my thighs and slightly moved towards you. One movement and I was already tightly mounted on your instrument. The walls of my vagina immediately seized the long-awaited guest.

From what you see, your two friends have finished, but did not leave the room. “Massage therapist”, stroking my back, moved and his member turned against my face, but you didn’t want to allow such an invasion. I already swam away, but you didn’t lose control: clasping me, rushed towards me and I, straightened up, turned out to be pressed back to you. You grabbed my chest, the movements became more frequent and a wave picked up us. It seemed that there was no one around us, although in the room one could hear rapid breathing of several people who were approaching the top at the same time.

Erupting, you still held me tight.

Tension subsided and everyone went to the pool together, no longer hiding behind a cloth. I did not swim with you, but just got under the shower. Swimming men threw the most outspoken glances at me, in which I read without any difficulty what they would like to do with me.

Rinse and dry with a towel, I went to the rest room, where I began to dance to a slow tune with a glass of wine. You followed next, but did not linger in the room, but proceeded to the entrance. Two minutes later you came back, hugged and, moving to the beat with me, said that I was the most wonderful. I smiled and asked why you left. You took the glass out of my hands, took a sip, returned it to me, touched the nipple with your finger and said that you prepared a surprise for the peasants. Noticing the anxiety that flashed in my eyes, you smiled and said that everything would be fine. I took a sip and you fell to my lips, sliding one hand over my thigh and hugging me. I responded to the kiss and wrapped my leg up on your leg.

Of course at that moment the door opened: the men returned. They immediately made a noise that they would not stand for a long time and would take me away from you. But you said that it would be very difficult to do this.

Everyone smiled and fell back on the pillows. One stood up and changed the embers in the hookahs, the other poured all the wine. We got up and drank for love.You slightly touched me with your hand, from which a few drops of wine left a path on my chest and one of your friends, noticing this, immediately approached me and with the words "this should be corrected" licked drops. I shuddered, but immediately felt like you embraced me and relaxed. The man sniffed the air and sat on the pillow, putting a cloth on his hips. And everyone began to sit down.

I sat down next to you and decided to let you all down, or else the conversation didn’t bother, everyone just exchanged phrases and cast indifferent glances at me. Down on the pillows, I sat down, folding my legs in Turkish, so that the wet and slightly swollen with desire sponges were for a short time accessible to the eyes of others. She briefly lingered in this position and, holding out her hand, took a plate of grapes from the table and set it on her feet - a small therapy session was over, but he had success, as the two hurriedly got up from the table and offered to go to the park. My lips broke into a smile and I threw you a pleased look. You nodded, hinting that you like what I do and I can continue.

And you, holding out my hand, took the dish from me, opening me to my eyes. The men did not even attempt to portray the conversation: everyone just kept their eyes on the junction of my legs. I lowered my hand and began gently, with one finger, to stroke my clitoris, gradually making the movement more intense, already spreading my lips and almost penetrating into myself. I started to lean back on the pillows, and you came to my aid - your finger lay down on my seat and I, with a moan, relaxed and closed my eyes, surrendering to your hands.

It is clear that men could no longer pretend that they did not notice this, so they just moved three of us to us. One, more timid, simply watched, but two others decided to directly participate in the celebration of life: the one on the right began stroking and kissing my chest, and sitting on the left stroking my belly, gently lowered his hand down, ready to help your fingers .

And as if an electric discharge passes through my body: so excites the feeling of a multitude of hands caressing the body. My face is changing, you see that I am already very close. The men also see this: one starts nibbling on my nipples, and the other begins to twist your fingers with hers, caressing my cave. Your finger penetrates into me and I, losing control, begin to move towards me, the man attaches his finger and now you are already two fingers starting to caress the walls of the vagina. A sob escapes from my chest and muscles wrap around your fingers, for a moment and I lean back on the pillow, and you cover my body with yours and burst into me, lifting you back to the wave of desire.