Masha missed you. Holidays with friends, newlyweds was dreary, even in Greece. They were busy with each other, had to entertain herself.

Even the offer to ride on a pleasure boat with a group of uninhabited islands, the ridge of which began not far from the resort, caused an attack of apathy. The southern sun, food, nakedness - everything stimulated. I wanted sex. But no one else came around. Thick German retirees. Not that Masha had to complain about the lack of male affection in her more than twenty years. But anyway...

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The trip was intended for the whole day. They jumped from the board of the boat, which did not reach the coast about a hundred meters - it was shallow. Friends, raising the spray, noisily rushed to the shore.

The beach was sandy, but not cleaned. Algae spoiled idyllic picture.

The newlyweds immediately wanted to retire, a crowd of tourists began to get a tan, disdainfully discarding algae. Masha had to walk along the shore alone in the opposite direction. Without turning around out of delicacy, she wandered around the cape, found a secluded creek, bathed naked, and, unable to endure complete calm in the sun, set off to look for teneks. I had to wear a dress. It was pretty. The weightless fabric emphasized the dignity of its slim flexible figure, and the slit at the hip stimulated the man’s views throughout the resort. I can only sense ... Behind a hillock in the shadow of an unusually huge branchy tree with an unknown name to Masha, she saw some ruins that were picturesque a thousand years ago. Some stones, overgrown with stiff dry grass, and a huge marble column fallen into the shadows. From the time she no longer looked smooth, but a piece broke off from the side facing upwards, creating a natural bed.

Masha fell on him and laid them on the smooth, polished surface than both fluffy beach towels of the hotel. The shadow was not dense, the tree strove to turn its smelling fragrant leaves to the sun sideways, so the sun's rays played in front of our eyes, causing the eyelids to close. So Masha and fell asleep, with one hand under her head, and the second covered her eyes for loyalty.

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The dream was like a flight, falling down somewhere, with the loss of a sense of time and place. Awakening was slow and sweet, like in childhood. The first thing that Masha felt through her sleep was moisture: something soft, thin and wet touched the clitoris, and the most important knoll of cars began to lick, immediately finding the right treasured spot. An acute attack of excitement instantly woke up Masha, she stirred and felt a head between her open hips. “Human?” The language manipulations became wide, embracing the clitoris all around, Masha opened her eyes, delighted by this new movement. There was no darkness. Her own dress, torn along its side, was thrown with a hem on her head and arms raised in a dream. The sun played through the fabric. In this position, there was something enticing helpless, and Masha felt herself dripping with excitement. The man doing her cunnilingus knew his business. His language was not monotonous, he changed. Movement is thinned, then expanded. Sometimes he went down to the bottom, penetrated a hole in a wet car ... An unknown person drank its juice, and obviously started up from this. Masha heard his breathing speeding up and was even more excited. Returning to the clitoris, the tongue licked every fold between the lips, taking care that the vagina remained as wide as possible. He was bearded, and the pleasure intensified at the touch of his mustache and beard.

The unknown did not hurry anywhere, Masha completely relaxed, confided and just enjoyed, without a single thought in her head. Or is it the smell of the leaves contributed?

The pleasure grew in waves. Caressing her tongue raised her to the very peak and promptly dropped from there, changing direction.Finally, IT began to approach inevitably. Sensitivity sharpened to the limit, ... and Masha finished loudly, convulsively embracing the head of a voluptuous woman with her legs, gratefully squeezing in her arms.

But he was not going to stop, licked a new portion of the machine with moisture, he resumed caressing the clitoris.

- N-no! - Masha screamed, pushing aside from this excessive movement for her and kicking and kicking: - Enough! Enough!

Her next sensation was shock. She had not yet opened her eyes, but with her hands she found on her lover's head ... horns ... "non-human!"

Horror threw Masha in the sweat, sticky and nasty. Bearded, feeling the change, pulled away from her clitoris, and rose, leaning on Masha with his whole body.

It was still a man, huge, wide, irresistible strong. Spread her hips even wider his body overgrown with thick hair. Masha met her eyes full of horror and remorse. Stag was smiling ... His eyes were full of cheerful sparkles, the rays around his eyes radiated self-confidence and strength. He was not afraid of anything, it was his territory. In his gray eyes, Masha read the inevitability of the continuation and closed her eyes ... From anticipation? Out of fear? Unknown climbed to Masha on her bed, knocking her up with unnecessary towels, getting comfortable. She saw the hooves on his feet, and almost fainted from this discovery ... "Damn? It's all a fairy tale! Who is this? ”The bearded man stopped smiling, crossed his wrists with one of his hands, threw the dress back over her face and hands.

Masha was left alone with her feelings and the fact that now begins. Rape...

Rogach, having settled down on Masha, turned out to be much taller than her height, he pressed her crossed arms over her head with a horny forehead, passing the hands between the horns. He thus freed his hands. Masha felt how two huge palms squeezed her buttocks, her butt sank in his hands. His fingers parted her labia from below, and something very hard and blunt rested a vagina into the car. She made the last attempt to break free, realizing that the penetration of such a member would be difficult. Useless. On the machine, a feeling of its own helplessness and powerlessness, the machine below responded treacherously.

The vagina was wet again with hot sweetness ... And it penetrated ...

Masha never encountered a member of such thickness. Her lips are wrapped around the member, were stretched so that the first sensation of penetration was pain. His first movement was deep and slow. The rapist clearly relished him. The member who was bursting in Masha moved farther and farther into the depths, rested against the back wall of the uterus. For the first time, it seemed to Masha that the member filled it all up, she moaned, the horned one pulled back his pelvis, releasing the member thickly greased by Masha's lust. Pleasure again covered Masha. “There is no tail. Damn not mean. Fawn, this is fawn. ” Masha guessed when she suddenly remembered the mythology of her resort. And while the faun fucked her, increasing the pace, frequency and depth of movement (where could the depth come from?), Masha fragmentary and fragmentary recalled everything she had read about them: in school, on an airplane ...

It seemed that nothing terrible was remembered, they recalled the bacchanges, the bacchanalia, Dionysus, wine festivals, the decline of ancient Greece, orgies, etc. "Will he ever finish?" Getting to the beat of his movements with her breath, with her flexibility, with her unremitting passion, she felt the approach of her orgasm. And his orgasm. He seemed to be waiting for her to come together. Their joint orgasm was a new shock. From her poor experience, she knew that men end up shorter, but the faun was ... a miracle. The impulses of his cock, which poured into Masha, the streams of sperm, did not stop until Masha finished loudly, not for a moment, causing the orgasm to continue and intensify. The sperm was just a sea, it filled Masha completely, overflowed her, and with a squish rushed outward along with the extracted member. "You are welcome. Please stop ... Masha prayed no more, but the faun did not understand her Russian. Stopping, he jumped off, turned Masha around with one jerk across the column; ...