feeling like a female, which is used without a twinge of conscience, I finished, screaming with pleasure.

After some time, I found myself in the same pose, with two members tucked in from both ends. Marat, clutching at my thighs, still passionately sticking a member into my tortured vagina, and Vadim, clutching his hair, simply put my head on my mouth with his dick. Still juggling in the last pushes of an orgasm, I gratefully bent over in the back, helpfully putting my pussy on one and closing my lips on the trunk of the other. For a while, I was fucked efficiently and competently. Only the moaning of the guys and the wet sounds of my members were heard.

Suddenly, the bell rang, from which I would have jumped, if the members had not interfered with this, introduced into me and rather obstructing too strong gestures. The telephone rang and I frantically screamed, throwing an imploring look at Vadim's face. I don’t know why, but it seemed to me that if I didn’t answer the phone right now, everyone would guess what I’m doing here.

Vadim shrugged and graciously removed his hand from my nape. Jumping off a member of Marat, I rushed to the tube, which lay on a low table made of dark glass. A schizophrenic thought flashed: how can I speak with my mouth, which the male member has just satisfied? Okay, not me first, not me last.

It turned out it calls Natasha with some nonsense. Lord, she has love, and here innocent woman has nothing in two bows and do not even think about stopping. I furtively turned around, answering something out of place. Dirty animals, fucked me in full, really were not going to stop. They had already completely undressed and were simultaneously stroking their stabbing pieces — one on the couch and the other on the carpet. I, with hostility thinking about the need to re-satisfy the two concerned men, loudly swallowed, so much so that a friend asked if everything was all right with me. To admit that what was happening to me now was absolutely impossible, simply unthinkable! I tried to make a smile and grumble something neutral.

But here I was bent. In the literal sense of the word. One of the bastards pressed hard on my shoulders, so that I leaned my free hand on the coffee table. My ass was severely squeezed, and then I roughly stuffed. I got angry - well, what is it, I need to talk to a friend! It is not clear why, but I clung to this telephone conversation, like a straw. Obviously, it helped not to moan humbly, submitting to the male, when he grabbed my ass with five and put me on his stake. The only thing I allowed myself was to stand on tiptoes so that it would be more convenient for my master to fuck my crack.

Meanwhile, the second male came from the other side of the table and, without much ado, seized my hair and literally planted my mouth on my dick. I felt that they were tearing me again from both ends. On top of that, the dick stuck in my mouth had some kind of strange taste. In shock, I looked up (without ceasing to firmly squeeze the sponge on the trunk walking between them), and ... Oh, an abomination! It really was Marat! He didn't even deign to wash himself after he fucked me! Oh, no, I take in the mouth of a man who has just been in my pussy! The humiliation reached the limit, and from the tube, which I was still pressing to my ear, it rushed: "Sasha gave me such flowers, you have no idea ... he is so gallant ... my beloved man" My God, here they tear me up ends a second time, and Natasha is about gallantry. If she knew that her girlfriend, a high society star, unceremoniously crucified, as they want, two men!

Finally, Natasha turned off, not even deigning to hear from me "bye" (although how could she hear this if a huge member was stuffed into my mouth?).

My masters, who had previously been behaving quite quietly, immediately dispersed in earnest.Yes, and I, exhausted by their blows, began to repeat the roars of the males with my moans. In the end, I could not stand this race and finished the second time in a day, huddled between two solid members. After I was a little cleared, they put me on my knees in the middle of the room, and the guys began to take turns putting their members in my mouth. I had to suck off one or the other, helping myself with my hands. I already didn’t care who entered my mouth, I just diligently turned my head to another impatiently quivering member, putting it on my tongue hanging out, and then taking it as deep as possible.

And then ... Oh ... It seemed like I was ready for anything, but that ...

These bastards somehow started to cum together right away. At first, I didn’t even understand what was going on - something suddenly wet and sharp-smelling flew into my face. Realizing THAT floods my face, I closed my eyes in horror, feeling the thick streams flood my face, my hair, like warm thick sperm running down the chin on my chest. Sperm instantly huddled in the nose, in the ears, in the mouth, as if it was not enough for me that two self-satisfied males ended up right at me, as if she were a whore ... hips ... And I almost regretted that the members who forced me to suck and lick, gradually become soft.

Both of my tormentors had already collapsed on the couch. Marat mockingly examining me, still kneeling in the middle of the room, asked:

- Well, and how did you like it, sweet?

Nemeia from my own humiliation, I bleated:

- Gentlemen, well fucked his bitch. Your fuckin liked everything.

My hosts smiled rather, looking at each other.

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