touching her lips, she again drew the one or the other penis into her mouth, gratefully caressing the still firm and elastic heads with her tongue, greedily licking off the last drops of odorous juices. As soon as the Swedes stopped moaning and groaning, I left them finally wilted members and rose with difficulty.

- Everyone, boys, stomp. Out, out. - I pointed out my hand stained with sperm on the door and said with the arrangement: - Dor. Out.

The guys were obviously good at it. They forgot to stretch their trunks and almost jumped to the pool naked. I wanted to take a hot bath with fragrant foam, but where could I get it? I did not even manage to soak up under the shower jets, washing away the consequences of love joys. You never know who else would like to use it for free. Besides, frankly, tiredness came over. Still, so many sexual acts in such a short time!

In general, I hardly remember how I was washed up, how I found a robe and reached the cabin. I only remember that I decided not to tell Bisbee about how many men I had had. Well, in fact, how much has been paid, so much has been received ... At least for me that is the case.

I woke up because I ... fucked. As soon as I was able to tear my eyes, I realized that I was lying facing the wall, my butt was almost hanging down from the edge of the bed, and a man sat behind me.

- Bisbee, is that you? - I asked in a broken voice.

I was good. The languor and bliss have not yet left me. My vagina was well hydrated, as it sometimes happens to me, if I made love the day before. Well, and everything else, as soon as I felt asleep, something impressive in me was walking, as completely obscene desires awoke again, as if there was no yesterday's sex marathon.

Having tasted my feelings, I bent over and helpfully sticking out my ass so that Bisbee would be more comfortable to have me. Yes, and I admit, I liked that the blows began to be applied much deeper, they stretched me to almost the entire depth.

“Ooo, fuck your girl,” I moaned, and tried to turn around. However, I was not able to do this - a strong man's hand lay on my shoulder and crushed me to the bed I had brought down.

Under frequent blows, I confidently moved to the finals, when suddenly, when I threw back my head after a particularly strong jolt, my eyes caught something black on my shoulder.

Oh my God! The fingers of my hand were black on my shoulder! So then I give no to Bisbee? Not only that, the black man fucks me? In a panic, I huddled on the bed, trying to turn around. However, the unknown Negro easily kept me in the same position. Just out of the corner of my eye, I grabbed something blindingly white from behind, and above it something black.

Well, here, the Negro is fussing me ... By the way, contrary to popular belief, his genitals were not of enormous size, at least they were no more than Bisbee’s. Not for nothing, it seemed to me at first that it was he who walked in me. Meanwhile, the fervor of an unknown black man did not weaken. My pussy was already very wet and literally squished under the blows of the member who was tearing at him. I began to moan, feeling the orgasm again approaching. And what is probably interesting to finish under the Negro.

With this thought, I pulled the left leg up and felt the clitoris. Right next to him and my fingers moved a powerful piston, ramming my vagina. I almost screamed at the sensuality, barely imagined how he, all black and shiny from my juices, slips into the arms of my delicate rose petals. And after a moment, unable to hold back any longer, I huddled in orgasm, trying to implant myself on a black spear as deep as possible.

My partner also could not resist the torture of the female body wriggling on its member, and my already wet vagina was flooded with a wave of male juices. The hot jet hit me from the inside, and I felt my muscles begin to contract again on the thick trunk.

I was in a languid bliss when they left my pussy. And after a fraction of a second, the sound of an opening door was heard. Turning around, I saw only the back of a man. Yes, it was undoubtedly black - brown neck, short curly haircut ... and a white steward's jacket! What is it that turns out, I was raped by a colleague Bisbee? And while completely free? Scoundrel! No, I understand, I have to give myself to men in order to get home to my Henri. But so that, neither hello, nor goodbye ...

However, I decided not to say anything to Bisbee. In the end, one man more, one less, what a difference. And I, quite pleased with myself and my well-being, went to the shower.

While I cleaned myself up, Bisbee returned. Unfortunately, I did not have time to get dressed before his arrival, and I had to leave the cramped stall completely naked. And, of course, in the eyes of my pimp immediately flashed dangerous lights.

In principle, my plans were not to be given to the second man in such a short period of time. But who asked me? I was immediately tilted, and now I have assumed a painfully familiar position and are waiting for Bisbee’s member to enter my hole ready for use.

Patiently taking down the first unpleasant shocks, I felt, unlike the first time, the pleasure of fucking a hard dick. Of course, it will not be possible to finish, but I definitely felt positive emotions. Despite the rather rapid pace, I was overwhelmed by bliss. Well, yes, it was something like my usual morning, when I was still in the grip of laziness caressing myself, easily touching my nipples, then wet lips, then the clitoris. The only difference was that now I was almost fucked by a stranger.

In general, I decided not to deny myself the pleasure.

I put one knee on the bed to be more open for a man, and, highly otkryal ass, put her head on the pillow. Thus, the hands were free for small women's comfort. I groaned when my fingers touched the tender flesh of the sensitive petals. In addition, from Bisby’s jolts, my head and breasts were crawling over the pillow, and the painfully swollen nipples rubbed against the fabric, adding sweet sensations.

Almost purring with pleasure, I did not forget about the partner. Sometimes I caressed fluffy testicles. It is a pity, Bisbee was so impatient in his desire, delivering me sweeping blows that did not allow me to play enough with them. And sometimes I squeezed the trunk with my fingers, and he moved in double captivity. But it was so, a fleeting addition to the main occupation - I gently caressed myself between my legs, with light touches, achieving the necessary effect.

Closing my eyes, I plunged into nirvana. Here are just a member, hollowed me from behind, made some very tiny, dissonance in this state. But all good things come to an end. Bisbee came out of me, and I felt hot sperm wiping my ass, splashing both my fingers and lips. For some time I, with a heart stopping with delight, rubbed a thick liquid through the gentle folds, all flowing down and flowing into the crotch along the hollow between the buttocks. But then I, alas, had to stop petting. I do not masturbate even in the presence of Henri, but now I wanted so much to relax a bit, to have fun with my pussy ...

But work, there is work. Bisbee shamelessly reminded me of this. He turned me around, as soon as I stopped caressing myself, and, sitting down on the bed, I thrust a member into my mouth.

- Suck it dry, my good.

And while I obediently carried out the order, servicing the penis that remained firm, Bisbee, gradually calming his breath, said:

- At the hour waiting for you Rosicky spouses.

To my interrogative “Um?” Bisbee answered:

- Do not worry, since I soothed the many men, you can let yourself be touched by a woman. Yes, and so. Actually, the ship arrives in France in the evening, customers will no longer be there - everyone will fuss and collect things. By the way, a boat will come for Mr. Thornton. We will meet him at five o'clock. If you want to,... Read more →