“And you have a boy,” she drawled, “a worker.”

My eyes fell on Larissa. She was already reclining on Alexei’s shoulder, his right breast was bare, and his thin nervous fingers twisted a cherry nipple. Hera, continuing to tease my wife with a piece of meat on a stick, with his left hand, launched the other hand on the sheet, exposing completely the leg and lower abdomen. Irina caught my eye and smiled:

“Cho, have you never seen your boss fuck?”

I have never seen my wife fucked. At arm's length, other men pawed Larissa, and she liked it! She suddenly threw her head back on the couch and spread her arms. The sheet got loose in her belly. Guerina's hand could easily fit between her widely spread legs and caressed her smoothly shaved pussy. Alexey pressed his mouth to the nipple, not forgetting to pry the other with his fingers.

- Poor thing, you are completely exhausted, - with these words, Irochka resolutely sat down between my knees, threw back the sheets and bared a very tense cock. Awareness of the improbability of the situation struck me like paper. A meter away from me, two men professionally incite my wife, who is already ready for anything, between my knees sits a figurine with porcelain skin and shiny, raven-colored hair and with gusto accepts my rather big cock in her children's mouth. And all this in bright electric light. From this picture, the sperm exploded in Irina's mouth. Then my wife groaned loudly and loudly and began to give a pelvis forward, towards George's fingers.

Alexey, taking Larisa by the shoulders, lowered her head on his hips. George slowly took off the sheets and threw it to the side, his dark almost black member swayed elastically, looking up. I smelled excited vagina. Larisa, lying with her head on Alexei’s belly and stretching along the sofa, stretched her leg backwards, leaving the other one in place. Georgy was in no hurry, he rolled the table back with his foot, settled himself more comfortable, tilted the stringy trunk with his hand and: my little wife gasped loudly. It seemed to me that she had a lump on her stomach. Hera, slowly moving his pelvis, stood with his knee on the couch, pushing Larisa by the waist on the penis. Aleksey's cannon burst from the sheet and swayed, sprouting through my wife's dark-honey hair. Larisa rubbed her ear and cheek against the thin and long member, while Alexey's hands continued to caress her breasts. Irina, stroking my boy, watched the action with interest.

“Well, cho, we probably should go too,” she got up, hitting Larissa’s lowered leg with her back and went to the locker room, “I'll be right back,” she turned around.

Both heroes didn’t pay any attention to me at all, Larisa turned her head in my direction and with dull eyes looked at her husband, who was lounging on the sofa with a member sticking out like the Ostankino Tower. Here Hera stronger thrust his gun, Larissa's head shook and a member of Alexei slid the base on her face. My wife, who always, all the years of married life with disgust, rejected my proposals for a blow job, began to catch the language of this member. But she was uncomfortable, and she decided to move over and help herself with her hand.

- Lie, bitch, do not twitch, - Hera wheezed, raised his wife behind the ass and planted himself. Larisa howled, and then I again saw the convulsions of her well-groomed body. A raised leg flew off the back of the sofa and threw behind George, the other leg she wrapped his arms around his waist. It seemed that Larissa wanted to sit on that member as deeply as possible. She scratched the skin of the sofa with her nails, and Alexey squeezed her breasts until white.

Irina returned, took off the sheets and began to lubricate the crotch with something. Turning her back to me, the girl stood on her knees, legs spread wide, and took a thin member of Alexei in her mouth.I looked at her shiny lubricating ass, pulsating sphincter and struggled to understand what they wanted from me.

“Well, Cho-Kovo is standing,” Irina turned to me in surprise, “let's move.” - Taking my trunk with my free hand, she pulled it to the anus. I completely stopped thinking. A keen desire to stick the end in her ass, tear it, plant it before the glands splashed near the throat. A hot hole immediately accepted me. Eggs shrank to a bone. I violently moved the pelvis, so much so that Alexei's member jumped out of Irina’s mouth, and she moaned, buried her face in the sofa between his legs.

At this time, Hera and my wife began to finish with him. I did not watch them any more, I leaned on the elastic buttocks of Irina and with frenzy beat them with pubic hair. A lump gathered in my groin, but I still could not finish. Irina began to wag her ass with moans from side to side and to stop with a howl. My legs up to my knees were wet from her discharge. From my spear, the skin went deep inside, then behind it was pulled out of the stocking.

“That's enough, it hurts already,” said Irina and began to rise. But the black shroud fell before my eyes, crush, pierce through this graceful figure through, explode inside her.

I did not hear Irina shout, I didn’t feel like George was trying to tear me away from her, only a bright flash before my eyes and convulsions rolling over my spine remained in my memory. I fainted.

The first thing that I saw when I came to myself and opened my eyes were the pupils of Larissa, dilated in surprise. Gradually, everything became clear. A wife bowed over me with a bottle of mineral water, whose breasts nipples touch my stomach, a thin trickle of blood flowing down Irina's thigh. Georgy's delighted and apprehensive cry: Well, you give, bro!

Consciousness returned to me jumps. Three of them tried to tear me off Irina for almost a minute, the swelling bruises from my fingers on the thin silky skin were proof of that. And until I finished, all attempts were useless. I relaxed only when I lost consciousness. I looked down at my penis, half-drunk, he was covered with blood and feces. A hopeless sense of shame and disgust seized me. Pubic hair stuck together.

“Wait, everything will be fine,” Hera said and loudly called the Chinese. Sukhonky old man suddenly emerged from somewhere, carrying a tray, filled with jars and bottles. He quickly leaned over and deftly washed my household with a wet sponge, then he scooped up some mixture, like tar, with his palm, and began to rub it into my head, into the eggs, into the crotch and sphincter. Suddenly he mumbled something, turning his head to Alexei and pointing at George.

- He asks why you do not shave the hair on the eggs, like Zhorik, - Irochka translated to me. Only now I noticed that both Alexey and Hera have no hair either on the eggs or on the members. Both guns were in a semi-stressed state, ready to join the battle in a second. Powerful eggs were firmly pulled to the base of the trunks.

- We'll have to, Larissa, for you to correct this mistake, - Alexey smiled in Hollywood. My wife looked confused at the boss, and then at me.

- Everything will be nishtyak - Hera assured, clearly anticipating new entertainment. But first you need to steam up.

All barely fit in a small steam room, and I, along with George, sat on the top shelf, Alexey massaged my wife's buttocks on the next one, and the Chinese rubbed the ointment between Irochka's legs on the bottom. The spicy smell of forest herbs and roots swam in the thick heat of the steam room. I just started to sweat, like all the places that the Chinese smeared, suddenly began to bake hard. Self-esteem did not allow to submit to the mind, but for a long time there was no strength to endure it. Below, Aleksey freely settled down, kneeling above Larisa’s head, which was already face up. Suddenly he took a very small bowl, hooked his finger and began to massage one or the other nipple, strongly pressing with his thumb and carefully rubbing the cream. Once again, scooping up from a bowl, he slowly ran his fingertips in the middle ... Read more →