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Lady Viking, but like that of the Snow Queen ... Why? It’s not beautiful, even vulgar somehow ... Ilona Staler’s appearance, this Chicholins, porn stars of the 80s. But she is good even so ... In my opinion, her appearance cannot be ruined at all, but this is clearly not her style.

Bathrobe open wide. Her amazing body with a swan neck, beautiful bust, contour waist, pubis with a small tick in the form of feet, legs, legs of the goddess in silver sandals with black pedicure. But here are the hands ... Where are her long sexy nails? The nails are shortly cut with a square, also black marble, the nails of a vamp woman. But I liked her long and elegant nails so much ...

While I was staring and lost in the new guise of the Lady, she looked at me with a fierce and somehow deliberately alien smile. Probably, she, like me, is not comfortable now. Then why these mutual torment? What do we prove to each other?

Madam of the village between the men and started, then what I did not want and was afraid. She is relaxed, even unleashed, probably because it is necessary for group sex, or is it protective. The fly is unbuttoned, the men kiss her from two sides, hug, their nasty hands fumble across her naked body. I am told to lick her legs, which is good, since you will not have to look at their games, but the process is going on very rapidly. They stepped on my legs and arms, and she and they. I did not pay attention at all, the men went into a rage. And Mrs. ... Two members joined in her mouth, everything is so depraved, no aesthetics. All three seemed to demonstrate that this is a scabrous orgy. I licked jerking female legs. This is the last stage ... The last! Although I should have got on Femdom - wrestling! Or maybe I was already there ... I do not remember ... amnesia. It would be nice if you already had one.

I got hooked. I koryachki, on my back supine the female body, and these males with their bolts fucked her in the mouth and vagina. Everything was twitching, beating in debauchery. Tolerate. Some kind of splatter ... Cum? Sweat? Does not matter.

They rested, smoked and drank some drinks in one gulp. In the air, wine pairs, tobacco smog. I'm on the floor on my back, she is kneeling over my face. It is ordered to lick her clit, and the males - behind the anus, and in front - a blowjob. The scrotum of what was behind me almost hit me under the jaw. Sweaty bodies, champing, moans, animal sounds of coitus. Finally, they died off and under the mocking replicas of all three, sperm is spit out of my mouth, then another portion is squeezed out of the anus, the anus needs to be cleaned ... But why are they without condoms ... she knows better. My mouth lost sensitivity, licked, swallowed, licked again. The lady invited the males to watch the golden rain performed by her. I love our ritual with her when it rains, but everything turns into a mockery. She urinated from a height of straight legs. Not letting me swallow another batch, just poured my face with nectar. He is a bit salty, with a pungent smell. Female urine, not nectar. Usually everything is completely different. But I obeyed any development of events.

Mistress in the slope stood on my chest, behind him once again sat a man, and in front - a blowjob. I did not see where the brunette, where the blond, I just need to hold out until the end of the orgy. Women's legs vibrated under sexual onslaught. Spitting semen right on my face, licking my anus, pussy. Then they rested. But the view from them already completely unleashed in all three, Mrs., in my opinion, drank pretty, the first time I saw her sorted out, they released at my address countless insults and snatches. She stretched my legs, I tried to kiss them, but she laughed them under herself. An endless stream of abuse, swearing, scabrous statements flowed. Mrs. told them for fun that after anal sex with men, real men, and not such a creature like me, she likes to stare at my face, but does not allow me to eat "chocolate", but makes me suffer until it dries maskoscale.She crouched over me, showing how she was getting into my mouth, then I got slapped, because I couldn't get anything out of her anus with my tongue. I am already completely indifferent. The shock of the situation caused a crazed supreme inhibition and apathy. Even her attempts to pour me with the contents of the stomach, to vomit on me, met blankly.

But for the fun of the trio I was waiting for their new fun. Mrs. stated that I, too, rely on the “lady of the heart” and under the heart-rending drunken laughter I was thrown a box in which there was an inflatable doll from the sex shop. I have to inflate it, which I did. A terrible ugly with a stupid caricature physiognomy, arms sticking out to the front, wide-legged, round mouth gaping. I ordered it, installed it against the wall, and myself, on my knees, stupidly explained to her in love. But I did it badly, inexpressively, and the Mistress kicked me and showered me with slaps and insults. She beat very much, without the usual play restraint. As a result, my nose was bleeding into my mouth, and this again caused homeric laughter in everyone. Then I was ordered to create a foot-fetish ritual for my rubber girlfriend. On the legs of this scarecrow really was a coarse pedicure. Made. Then he kissed her funnel-shaped mouth, made a lick, and since the doll had no anus, he kissed her buttocks.

Mrs. again pulled the males for sexual pleasures, but I was told to hold an exemplary coitus with my doll. I lay down on it and tried to create something like a limp member. It was not there. Trinity managed to carry out sex-action, but I still dug into this rubber to no avail. Mrs. took the belt from one of the men and began to smack me on the ass, in time with my frictions, until I poured squirrel out of myself. Somehow. Mocking applause rang out above me. I was forced to lick everything up for myself, one of the men, finally hozy, said that his hands itch to “otpizdit” me. They began to sadistically discuss how this can be done.

But Mrs. decided otherwise. She said that men should fuck me in the ass and mouth. The men were not blue and blunt, trade began. Mrs. offered such a price that the dispute immediately stopped, and it was decided that they in turn will have me in front and behind. And on this, as she announced, my torment will end.

Something sacred woke up in me. I realized that I must get up to my full height and stop this orgy. I have to stop everything. I became, and the Mistress got up ... For several minutes of deathly silence, I looked at her angry, drunk, but infinitely loved eyes ... The colors of the sea wave. Yes, I love her ...

I knelt down, at first I waited, hoping that she would finish everything, but she kicked me in the face with a force. Something clinked in my mouth and a piece of my chisel fell from my mouth to the floor. I have decent teeth and the resulting hole shocked me. There was no limit to the fun of the trinity; under hooting and scolding, I crawled along the floor dripping with my blood to my clothes, pulled out almost all the cash from my purse and, as ordered, carried it in my teeth to my tormentors. It was a payment for my future defilement, for the fact that I was now lowered into fagots. I crawled to meet them, and the nacreous air thickened, with each movement it became more and more viscous until it turned into a solid mass, after which the Mistress, both males and the whole room disappeared ... Everything became dull-white, terrifically shrill, then space struck myriad emerald sparks. Somewhere I have already seen. And everything was plunged into darkness and silence.

... I lay in the darkness on something soft. Time went by. Shock also passed through the brain, like lazy insects, crawling through some incoherent thoughts and abstract images.

Finally, I began to distinguish the situation. It turned out that I was lying on a bed in an unfamiliar room, like a hospital ward, a tripod with a dropper hung over me, some medical devices quietly clicked on the table beside me ... Soon a face appeared over me. The pretty young nurse, noticing that I was awake, smiled affably:

- How are you feeling?

... Morning. I woke up in the chamber twilight. Next to the bed sits a lady and ... Read more →

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