From my energetic nods, Bisby winced.

- Easy, baby. So uvagazhala his not weak.

I devotedly looked at the pimp, not forgetting to gently suck the head of his penis. And he grinned:

“So you can consider this as our farewell kiss.”

- Lulu, do not be afraid. We won't hurt you, just play a little.

The woman was so charming that I allowed myself to be dragged into the bathroom. There I undressed, feeling my body shamelessly examined. In addition, Margot, this is how she introduced herself, a couple of times, as if by chance, touched my skin, and once she pressed her bottom belly to my butt. Of course, this didn’t excite me, but, oddly enough, I didn’t feel disgust. Besides, I remembered how I was here. Therefore, instead of a natural protest, I only diligently bulged out my chest so that Margo would be more convenient to touch me.

However, all these games did not last long. And now I'm standing completely naked, and Margo sat in front of the bag. For a man, the view was quite interesting - a short robe very appetizing tight-fitting round ass, and was fairly short, revealing strong hips. Margo finally got up. In her hands she had real handcuffs, or rather, their variety for games of BDSM - nickel-plated, shining in electric light. I felt how my knees began to tremble - I didn’t have enough time to be a whip whip!

Margo smiled sweetly and said:

- Do you remember, we just play and nothing more. And now put your hands behind your back.

Fortunately, everything was not as bad as it began to be painted in my imagination. On the inside, the handcuffs were supplied with a soft undercut and could not injure the skin.

True, the case was not limited to handcuffs. Margo dressed me with shackles that equally gently swept the ankles, and then a short corset that did not cover the navel, but at the top propped up her breasts so that her nipples seemed to be under her chin. Ended my "dressing" clips on the nipples, connected by a rather weighty chain, again, chrome-plated. I must say that the clips, though they did not dig into my nipples, but were quite tight, and I almost immediately felt a sweetly aching fatigue spreading from the tips of my breasts. Meanwhile, Madame threw off her robe and turned out to be about the same form as me, excluding shackles and handcuffs. Her pubis was clean-shaven, and the pinkish lips of the sponge were already teasingly open, as far as it was visible.

Margo pushed me to the door, whispering at last:

- Play along with us, please ...

Monsieur Rosicky was already lying on the bed completely naked. His lustful eyes immediately dug into me, fumbling over my charms, and his hand lay on the penis.

At this moment, standing behind Margo, she put her hands under my arms and squeezed my breasts. She herself clung to me with her whole body.

- Sir, I brought you a new whore. Look, she's beautiful, she has great tits. You'll love squeezing them.

Well yes. And you like to do it, I thought, dutifully tearing down lesbian caresses. However, I was already beginning to get excited. I do not know whether the fact that the Monsieur member has already risen and was very beautiful and attractive in this form, or maybe my body habitually responded to caress, although it wasn’t the man who was squeezing me now.

And the female hand has already slipped between my legs. I heard Madame languidly sigh, as soon as her fingers touched my petals swelling at an accelerated pace. I myself wanted to be touched, and what a difference, in the end, is who does it. Besides, they asked me to play along, and I did not dare to disobey.

- Well, Margo, - continuing to look at me in a businesslike manner, said Monsieur Rosicky, - bring her here.

Leg restraints did not allow us to take a full step, and I seeded, carefully supported under the elbow, up to a broad bed, and then crawled on my knees along silk sheets to Monsieur Rosicky. I must say, by this time I was already excited in earnest. I don’t know, whether I was started by a played-out scene where the main actors - Rosicky’s spouses ’played their roles quite realistically, without replaying it at all, or the corset and clips were to blame. At each step, the tight semicircles tightly covered my breasts at the base, no worse than a man’s hand, and even the nipples, which were pulled off by a swinging chain, made me tremble in a sweet languor. In general, when my knees touched Monsieur Rosicky's hips on the side, I looked at his penis with pleasure and hope, maybe not too big, but with the correct shape and with a head resembling a neat mushroom cap.

Margot also knelt beside her, only a little closer to the headboard, which allowed Monsieur to put her hand on her thigh. I heard her breathing rapidly and cast a glance in her direction. Her cheeks were flushed, and her full lips parted. Just like me, Margo, with undisguised lust, looked at her husband's cock. However, this did not prevent her gently stroking my ass.

“Well, my little sluts, are you ready to work hard?”

“Yes, my lord,” Margo's voice sounded hoarse with barely contained passion.

Monsieur Rosicky nodded and looked at me. And I, somewhat unexpectedly for myself, issued:

- My lord, the new slut is ready to please you, and all is already flowing.

“Oh,” said Monsieur Rosicky, “you were right.” Lulu is a good slut. But all in order, first check Margot.

Margot, who already knew this part of the script, squatted facing Monsieur Rosicky and, putting her hand on his chest, spread her knees wide. I could not see what was happening there, but judging by the moan escaping from Madame’s mouth, her fingers entered her vagina. I shuddered at the desires that had come up and terribly wanted to be in her place — I also opened myself up to caress, and that men's fingers would enter me from below.

- Ok, you're really ready. Now suck.

“Yes, sir,” Madame groaned and, kneeling, leaned over her husband's member. At this point, I did not miss a single detail. Moreover, Margo, shortly looking at me, removed the thick hair on the other side.

Sensual lips touched the pommel, causing the man to shudder and sigh noisily. Then Margo began to cover the entire surface of the swollen head with light kisses, until finally she swallowed it completely. Having made several forward movements of the head, she again released the member from her mouth. Now the elastic rod was serviced by a tongue, then licking the trunk along the entire length, then fluttering on the shiny head.

From this sight, I felt that between my legs was already completely wet. My pussy was exhausted from sexual languor and demanded attention. My hands were still constrained behind my back. Therefore, I had only one thing - to reach behind the wet slits and lead my finger into it. “Oooh,” I heard my own sigh. My fingers have earned themselves, doing with me about the same thing as Margot's mouth with a member standing upright. They then plunged into me and furiously fucked, then with tender circular movements caressing the wet petals.

All this time I felt the interested views of the spouses upon myself, but shame and moral principles could not overcome the lust that engulfed me. In addition to masturbation, I was able to find another pleasant thing: when the shoulders and breasts shuddered, the nipples, which had been clamped into hard clips, immediately responded with a sweet pain. And I, beside myself from lust, forced and forced the chain to swing.

Almost disappointment befell me when, after some time, Monsieur announced:

- And now the turn of the new whore.

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