He did not even manage to take off her panties. Just sliding the fabric on her plump buttock, he opened the passage for his eldaka. Irishka put her hands on the car and spread her legs wider. He began to fuck her. I didn’t stop jerking myself watching my wife stand in the middle of the lot, leaning her hands in a wheelbarrow with sand in an oblique pose, and one of our workers was wielding her dignity in her crack. He probably fucked her for about five minutes, I even envied his endurance, since I always finished pretty quickly. My wife was too young, I saw her throw back her head, covering her eyes, crying from pleasure. Soon Irishka began to cum, I noticed how she turned her head down and began to perform frictions on her hips. The man also noticed that my wife was ending and heightened the pace of the shocks.

After the orgasm, Irina literally fell on the car, her legs were buckling. The man, grabbing her under his stomach with one hand, pulled her to him and sat down on a stump standing next to him and planted Irishka on his protruding penis. Irina, sitting with her back to him and supported by his hands under the tummy, began to bounce on his penis. I saw an indescribable pleasure on my wife's face, her eyes were covered, her mouth slightly open.

Having adapted to the new pose, she rested her hands on the divorced hips of the worker and began to jump more intensely, slightly shaking her pelvis from side to side. Mu-zhik stopped supporting her under the belly and now his hands lay on Irina's waving tits. He didn’t like to squeeze my wife’s fleshy breasts through the fabric of his swimsuit, as he unsuccessfully tried to get them out of her bra cups, put his hands on her back and undid the bra clasp. The wife’s huge tits, freed from the cramped breasts, began to bounce to the beat of her jumps and began to beat against the stomach and against each other with voiced slaps.

The man didn’t stop removing the bra from Irina, leaving him to hang on her shoulders. Apparently such a partial dressing of my wife he liked and additionally led. After giving her boobs a little chat, he covered them with his palms. I saw how his hands squeezed the tender supple flesh, how his fingers fumbled and pinched his nipples. Irina threw her head back and continued to ride on it, surrendering to the maelstrom of his caresses. Soon the man could not stand such a long fuck and grabbing hold of the tits my wife began to finish. She turned to him merged with a kiss. Having stopped the tremors, they sat for a while kissing and fondling their tongues. After that, Irina rose and turned to face him. The muzhik's member, stained with sperm, gradually began to give up. Irina playfully snapped her finger. Slowly dressing, they began to talk about something fun. The guy also rose to his feet and immediately stuck to my wife's milkings, she tried playfully to pull away, and then began to wiggle a little, letting her breasts take turns at kisses. After hanging with her tits man lightly slapped my wife in the ass and reached for his things. Irina, meanwhile, straightened her panties and began to fasten her bra, tucking her big breasts in the tight material of a swimsuit.

Then the rest of our workers appeared. I already thought that I would again become a witness of the next group action with the participation of my beloved wife, but Irina today could not be disposed towards the group group, as she negatively shook her head at the unequivocal hints of the men who approached her. Nevertheless, those who approached very gently kissed her, and everyone did not miss the opportunity to cuddle the charms of my wife.

As a result, Irinka had to re-straighten her crumpled panties and try to fasten her bra unbuttoned with someone’s defensive hand. Men strenuously me-shali to bring herself up.Three pairs of hands against one pair of hands of my wife led a successful fight, and now my wife stands without a bra left in the hands of one of the workers and in knee-length panties held at this height by another man squatting in front of her. Irina put her hands on her hips smiling, swung her head off and spoke something to her admirers. They laughed it off but did not take any active actions. I realized that while respecting the reluctance of my wife, they would not have sex, but they could not deny themselves just fooling around.

I saw that this situation appealed to my spouse, as she, speaking to men, took various seductive poses. She liked to be the center of attention, she readily substituted her breasts for kissing, otto-pyryvala ass giving men full access to their plump yagodichkam. Having fallen in love in this way for about five minutes, the men finally released Irina and she quickly dressed and went to the house.

I quickly returned to our room and pretended to be asleep. Irishka quietly went, looked at what I was sleeping, and tiptoed over to the closet. Taking a towel from the shelf, neat panties and removing the robe from the hanger, she went to the door. One can see a man who just otbeyavshih, was rich in sperm, as already near the door Irina quietly cursing, launched his hand between his legs. Sperm slowly began to flow out of her vagina, so she turned back to me, lowered her panties and began to wipe with a towel. Drying herself off, she took off her soiled panties and put on her robe left the room. Having considered that I couldn’t follow her in the shower, I couldn’t stay lying on the bed.

Rushed by Irina returned to the room. Hanging out a washed swimsuit and a lottery bag, she once again made sure that I was still sleeping and left the room.

Later, I went downstairs. The wife in the kitchen was cooking dinner. The workers in the yard were carrying a garage, a complete idyll. As if there was no fucking in the courtyard, there was no general admiring the charms of my wife. I already gave myself a vow to pretend that I don’t know anything and don’t notice, because I didn’t get a little pleasure from seeing them with a tinker, but what was called pride was bubbling in me and demanding to grab this lustful bitch by the hair immediately and properly read it back .

But, remembering my own promise to myself, I did not hesitate, and, as if nothing had happened, I approached her and smacked her neck. Irishka turned to me and we merged into a kiss. My hands zasharili on her body, climbed back under the hem of her robe, ran through the ass, back up. Irishka, hugging me with both hands on the neck did not stop kissing. My hands fumbled a belt from the robe and began frantically to untie it. Misha, no, not here — through her wife’s frequent breathing, her words were heard. Having coped with the girdle, I opened the floor of the robe, exposing her beautiful breasts. Misha, we can be seen - Irishka was babbling, starting to pull off my T-shirt. Already her robe fell to his feet, he was joined by my T-shirt. Misha can see us here - my wife said, taking up taking off my pants. Nothing sunshine - I crossed my legs allowing me to take off my pants - we have the right - the last I said with a gasp, as Irishka let down my panties and wrapped her lips around my lips. I will not describe further events, because I don’t remember them in detail, I know that we were so engulfed in passion that everything else has lost all meaning for us.

We returned to reality only when I poured myself a second time into my oozing womb. I was sitting on a chair, Irina was facing me with widely spread hips on top of me. Kissing, we continued to sit like that, clasping our hands, until a light knock pulled us out of the veil of pleasure.

We have finished the master for today - there was one of the workers at the kitchen door - we’ll then go. He looked at our sculptural composition with great interest, no doubt paying more attention to the contemplation of the part where my husband was represented.Yes, well - I answered getting up. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that Irina smiled at the worker. Having considered that the appearance of a naked peasant would not embarrass him, I continued to talk to him standing in Adam's attire. Irishka, like any decent woman, quickly hurried to throw a robe over herself. After receiving my permission and realizing that he would not see anything more interesting, the worker said goodbye and left the kitchen.

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