In response, he only growled and began to enter me with confident sweeping movements. At the same time, he did not move so much himself, as he sharply pushed my humble body onto his member. I just moaned quietly, caving in my back to have me was both comfortable and beautiful.

I thought little of pleasure when Boris stopped. I turned and sat on the couch. Rather, "poluulozhili." Even despite the inconvenience of posture, I wanted to resume the process as soon as possible. I spread my legs wide, lifting them up. Boris for some time looked at me, so depraved, and then suddenly fell to my mouth hole. I screamed loudly. Oh, how good it is! Meanwhile, Boris stood up and sent his proudly standing member to me. I screamed again. And then he went out again and leaned over my pussy, his tongue changed his penis, and then - vice versa. On the third or fourth repetition, I could not stand the sweet torture and huddled under a man, barely holding onto the edge of the sofa and convulsively clinging to his neck.

As soon as I finished, Boris straightened up and, putting my legs on his shoulders, redoubled his efforts. His face expressed such feelings that I involuntarily admired, not having anything against the fact that he just fucked me, not thinking about my feelings. My ass crawled over the couch, and I myself began to think - what if now my husband decides to check that it was they who were there so late? But, after all, he himself did everything to ensure that his wife was fucked by a stranger! He wanted it! So he will find his wife with legs thrown on the shoulders of a stranger man who fights her so that she dangles under his blows, like a rag doll ...

Meanwhile, Boris suddenly stiffened and roared, finished in me. I was almost blown away by a hot wave. I even thought about ending again from this indescribable feeling of sperm beating in the most sensitive place.

A little catching his breath, Boris came out of me and I finally was able to take a decent position. However, it was far to a successful end - thick streams flowed out of me. Chuckling, I glanced at Boris.

- And what will we do?

- Yes, go like that! - Boris also giggled conspiratorially.

- Well yes! I'm a decent woman!

- Yeah, when you sit like this - with your legs apart, and it flows from you. - Boris smiled. - You were great! I even do not mind shirts.

Boris took off his shirt. I quickly wiped off, now you can slip into the shower.

Entering the room, I smiled triumphantly to my husband. And let him know! He looked at me carefully and followed me.

We entered the shower room, the husband locked the door and turned around. I deliberately casually threw off her dress and languidly stretched, showing him his body.

“I gave myself to Boris,” I said, looking into my husband’s eyes.

- Wow...

He did not seem to be shocked.

He came up to me and began stroking my stretched-stringed body.

- And what, he crushed your boobs?

- Not...

- Not??? Just fucked?

- He squeezed my ass.

- Ass? - the husband knelt down and, turning me to his back, began to cover my buttocks with kisses.

I, pleading with pleasure, sagged and put my ass under his lips.

- You smell like sperm.

- Well yes. He finished in me.

- Wow...

My husband turned me around again. His face was right in front of my pussy, and with a sudden impulse I leaned forward, slightly spreading my knees.

- Honey, lick me where there was just another man.

Oleg purred, and I felt his tongue touch my lips. Groaning, I hurriedly put my foot on the toilet, and my husband finally got to my pussy seriously. He penetrated deep into me, where a member of Boris recently ruled. Waves of pleasure began to overwhelm me again, and Olezhek's tongue then penetrated my vagina, then licked my lips and clit. Sensing that the orgasm was approaching, I pulled away.

The husband has risen.

- I want you! - He said, eagerly looking at my body.

“Not now, honey,” I cooed. - You will get yours ... But only after Kostya. I want you to get excited like never before in my life. You want me to surrender to Kostya too?

- Oh yeah! - my husband and went to the door. Hand in hand, he looked around.

- Just be sure to take it in his mouth! Maybe even let him finish in your mouth. Then your kisses will be especially sweet.

- Honey - I thoughtfully looked at her husband. - And you would not want them, well ... and you ... that ...

- Not. It does not excite me. You excite me! But only after the males who did you.

“Well, we agreed,” I replied, taking off my sandals and turning on the shower.

- And now the banquet! - I announced, barely out of the shower. - In the restaurant, we will not go, and get settled here.

My boys all stared at me adoringly. Even Boris, literally just having me, looked at me with visible pleasure.

- Olezhek, we have a Russian sausage somewhere. Only here for the bread you have to run to the restaurant.

- And we have! Why go down to our room - faster! - exclaimed Boris.

Hmm, how is this by the way!

- Well, great! Come on, Kostya, I need to see if it will work.

God, what am I carrying ?! Here's an idiot something! She herself is ready to jump on a member of Bones.

However, my men pretended that it should be so, and the bread may or may not be suitable.

Kostya got up, looked at me appreciatively and said:

- Well, let's go, Natasha ...

The number of the guys was a little diagonally opposite ours. We entered, and Kostya immediately got into the refrigerator. For bread, apparently. I was like a fool standing in the middle of the room, like two peas in a pod similar to ours. Only here the beds were separate. Well, well, it is tempting! Just how to tell this big, slightly shy guy that he has to spread me out on this bed?

In general, I'm standing in the middle, staring at the ass of a man, fumbling in the fridge until he turned to me. Holding the bread in the bag and the mountain of all kinds of fruits. Well, what to do with you? You are alone with a beautiful girl, you are staring quite unequivocally at her legs and tits, and you do nothing to get closer to her closer!

- Are you always so shy with girls?

Kostya shrugged:

- On the part of the novels we have Boris - a whale. And I somehow have no luck with the girls.

- Why? - I asked, coming closer. Taking all the bundles from Kostya’s hands, I loaded them onto the bed.

- I do not know. I’m somehow shy at their presence and can’t go any further than talking. - It was obvious that he was really confused.

- Are you that virgin? - I came very close to the guy and looked into his eyes, smiling tenderly.

- Yes, no, I have a girlfriend ...

- But?

- But she is very far from you, Natasha. I'm afraid to even touch you, you are so divinely beautiful.

- Ay-y-yay, you rogue. From such compliments, any girl will melt right away.

Kostya just snorted in response.

I pulled my chest forward.

- Want to touch her? Well, do not be shy, I really want you to touch her.

The guy with a trembling hand barely touched me. And from this light touch, all my feelings flashed again. I groaned, bit my lip, and demanded:

- Still! Squeeze her properly!

Laski Bones became more insistent, but continued to be gentle, just as they should - after ... Read more →