Has arrived at last to blessed Turkey. The husband will be only in a week, and I have a real opportunity to come off in full, while he is gone. Honestly, my husband suffers from premature ejaculation and lately he has often become interested in blue topics, which I began to think about, did he change his orientation. Well, God bless him - I'm here, and he is there for now.

The hotel was gorgeous, right on the beach, 5 stars full of minced meat. I went, bathed, sunbathed a little on the beach, looked around. There were enough males here, with different nationalities. Everything, I decided myself in the evening someone will definitely catch.

In the evening the inner disco wore her pink mini, topless without a bra and light shoes. I examined myself, noted the sexy piers in the navel, and the tattoo on the tailbone of the skirt defiantly peeking out from the top of the skirt. I went hunting. I did not have time to sit down at a table as a Turk sits down, of a pleasant appearance and interesting tune. I will not retell a small half-hour chatter about anything. Then there was an invitation to examine his number, I immediately agreed.

Going into his room, I immediately dropped the topic, letting him know that I was at his service. Turk responded more than calmly. He threw off his shirt and summer pants, he was without panties. He lay down on the bed and nodded in the direction of his sticking dick. I threw off the remnants of clothes and rushed to his instrument. The member was great, thick and not very long (my favorite size). I licked his head, walked the tongue over the base of the penis, licked his hard balls and began to suck his cock hard. After five minutes of active blowjob, I was already wet between my legs, and I climbed on top, inserting his penis into me. I began to work actively with my pelvis, and since I was already at the extreme turn of arousal, after a few minutes I finished with a piercing moan. After a little falling aside, I glanced at the Turk, he was rather grinning, his excerpt was excellent. He got on his knees, turned me around with cancer and came in from behind. So he fucked me for about ten minutes, during which time I managed to finish two times, and he just puffed and his balls beat about me. Then we changed poses three more times, after which he finally finished right in me. I was delighted, I have not had such sex for a long time. He gallantly poured me wine, and we drank a little. He spoke Russian well, so that with understanding everything was in order. After several glasses of wine, the topic was about sex, business, money, and he casually asked:

- I see you like to have sex ... and you do not want to earn a little on this money while your husband is gone? You can put together thousands of 2 euros per week.

I liked the idea. He said that for this I need to still pass a small test of strength, and if I do not mind, then this test can be passed today. I did not mind, and quickly dressed, we went out. We arrived at a nightclub, which the Turk called an adult club with a reality show. Going inside, I saw a typical strip bar, with a stage, a catwalk with a pipe and naked ladies dancing around this pipe.

I thought that it would not be difficult for the men to dance with the guys near the men ... The Turk took me backstage and told me that in a couple of minutes I would go out with one of the male partners and we would have to play the BDSM scene ... They put a collar on me and leather boots, all the other things taken away. When our turn came, the Turk announced something from the stage, all while frantically whistling. My partner brought me to the stage, under a little dance we played a sado-maso scene, in the course of the action on the stage we pulled out something like a table with fixtures for arms and legs at the top and below, they put me on this table with my stomach down, strapped my legs to bottom of the legs, and hands to the bottom of the other legs.I ended up in a pose of cancer, after which he gagged my mouth. A second later, I felt that someone's member began to enter into my pussy. I just now understood what “reality show” means. The partner otbebal me on having finished completely on a back, after that I was rolled down together with a table down and each wishing man could enjoy me by fucking me from behind. After about the fifteenth man they got tired of my cunt and they went over to “work out” my ass. At the same time, they pulled the gag out of my mouth and started to fuck me in the mouth. I did not understand how many men passed through me, thirty or forty, the whole process insanely excited me and I finished time after time, as soon as another couple (in the mouth and behind) had me.

This whole poebka lasted until the morning, new men came to replace the old men, and so it went until 7 am, when I began to faint from the buzz and fatigue ... And only after that the Turks brought me untied from the table and laid sleep right there in the club ...

I woke up because someone fucked my ass. I was lying on some bed in a back room. I turned around and through the twilight I saw that he was the same Sami Turks, who yesterday accompanied the club. I began podmahivat him, wagging his ass, after a couple of minutes I finished, after another five minutes I finished it and he straight at me. After that, he took me to the bathroom, I took a shower, washed up and went to the Turk. He was talking on the cell phone. When he finished, he said that I had passed the test and that there were already the first clients ... He gave me a short white skirt, a small topic and summer shoes with high heels. I made up and we went ...

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  • gennil2012 (a guest)
    August 11, 2014 9:25

    Turkish men outwardly are not remarkable, there are among them both tall and short, more than not fat men are found, mostly they are thin, sinewy. Outwardly, they are somewhat similar to our Kakvkaztsev. They say very, very emotionally, it seemed to me to start to fight now, but a second is chilled - the other one and everything calms down. Hand gesturing is very powerful, sweeping. They dance funny like peacocks, raising their arms to the level of their shoulders and moving their arms around, opening their chests, demonstrating a masculine look.

    When communicating with us, they are in constant search, their eyes directly trickle with the desire for sex. It is necessary to be with them on the check, so as not to cross that line after which problems may arise. Flirting is a part of their communication with us, they always smile, speak beautiful words, then unexpected light touches ... and then you can hear: "Beauty, let's go fuck" ... such a transition can happen very quickly ...

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