would he not reveal his true face? Would you really not want him to enter your field of vision during conversations with men who are nice to you, only when you need it (for example, to bring or cook something), and so he could be in the kitchen or under the table massaged your feet And not in a suit, but naked or in your worn underwear, or in one kitchen apron so that your guests do not take it seriously, treated as decorations, paying attention only to you, as you deserve. I can help you with all this. Therefore, I ask you to invite me to your kukold ceremony to officially become your main lover.

I was amazed, they talked about me as if I was not here, as if I was really an empty place, and Katya continued this dialogue:

- You speak very beautifully. About the upbringing of her husband and his true place in the house - I also liked it. But where are the words, and where is the fiction? Tengiz, maybe a bit soft, but concrete, but from you while I hear only words ...

- Do you want me to demonstrate my capabilities?

“Well, demonstrate if you have something to demonstrate,” Katya clearly provoked our new acquaintance.

- Well, - Zhilin got up from the table and began to unbutton his fly, - I want to piss off your husband so that he will immediately understand who is who, and that I will not be deceived by suits and important persons: I feel his nature, the nature of cuckold pizdoliza who only wants to lick someone else's sperm from his wife's pussy. Tell him to come to me and kneel.

I looked at Katya expectantly: what would she do in this situation. And he was surprised to find that her lips were barely noticeably twitching, a sure sign that she was very excited, but she was trying to hide it from prying eyes. And she decided:

- Dima, come up to Grigori Mikhailovich and kneel before him. Come on!

He did not understand what was happening (and was it happening to me?), I slowly moved to Zhilin, who was pulling his bluish penis out of his trousers, and knelt down in front of him, head down.

And Zhilin continued the show:

- And now Katya, I'm waiting for your team. On the command "ssy!" I will wet your hubby.

Kate bit her lip, she began to sway a little and in some unnatural voice she said:

- Ssy ...

A warm, smelly rain fell on me from above. Urine flowed on my head, drained onto a suit, squirted into my face ... I don’t know how long it lasted, but it seemed to me that this shame lasted forever. When the flow dried up, Zhilin busily shook the last drops of urine at me and said to Kate:

“Now order him to prepare my cock for sex with you.” Let him suck until he takes the martial status.

And Katya, as it seemed to me, said on the machine:

- Dima, suck Grigory Mikhailovich dick to get up ...

Probably, any man at some point may give up the slack and act like a woman. But something of these moments in my life became more and more. And I did not even try to resist, but meekly took the member in my mouth and began to suck it (and, to my shame, I did it with pleasure, with some kind of swine, masochistic lust). Either I sucked well, or the atmosphere acted on Zilin excitingly, but his penis began to harden very quickly, and soon only my head was placed in my mouth. He pulled his cock out of my mouth:

- Well, that's enough. Pampered and will be. I didn't come to fuck you, but your wife.

After that, with a member sticking out of his trousers, he approached Katyusha (who, by that moment, judging by her eyes, had her mind completely clouded):

“I can bet that this whore doesn’t have underwear, and her hole is all wet,” and from one top to the other he tore an evening dress on her. Katya just exclaimed: “Ah!”, And clung to him so as not to fall from the surging wave of orgasm.And Zhilin, looking at my wife's naked body, and demonstrating the absence of underwear on him to Tengiz, said:

- I told you ... I can smell real fuckers for a kilometer, - then he launched his hand between her legs, - Oh, here you can launch ships! Then he took Kate in her arms (she gently hugged him by the neck) and carried him to the next room on the bed. Passing by me, he ordered:

- While I will fuck your wife, tidy up here, and the urine stinks ...

Humiliated and insulted, I looked at Tengiz. He winked at me and whispered in an encouraging voice:

- Two million dollars, got it?

I cleaned up and took a shower, washing my head with shampoo three times, because I continued to see the nasty smell of male urine (my wife's urine smelled much nicer and more tender, and I loved her taste during sex ...).

Two hours later, naked Zhilin, who was wet with sweat, came out of the bedroom and said to Tengiz with a tired but satisfied physiognomy:

- You were right: a first-class whore, and most importantly, real. As if twenty years immediately threw off. I will not give it to you now ...

Tengiz nodded affirmatively to him.

- I never cheat friends ...

Zhilin went to the shower, and all the disheveled Katya came out of the bedroom on half-bent legs, and along her legs streams of sperm flowed from her pussy:

- Where is Gregory?

“Bathing in the bathroom,” Tengiz answered her, “Good for you, girl, he is delighted with you.”

Here Kate suddenly smiled:

- I am not only so good, there is something else ... - my wife paused spectacularly, - He finished me twice, and I have dangerous days today, so ...

Tengiz raised his glass and stood up.

- Dima, let's drink for your wife standing - she is just a goddess!

Then Zhilin came out of the bath, dressed in a bathrobe. He sat down at the table, sat on his knees, as before, naked Katya and whispered something in her ear. Then my wife turned to me:

- Dima, in the first place, is not cultural with a naked wife walking in clothes, so undress to the goal. And secondly, Grigory Mikhailovich is absolutely right: when guests come to me, my lovers, then your presence at the table is not desirable. You distract everyone from the main thing: from attention to your wife, and this is unacceptable selfishness on your part. Therefore, if you want to be in this room, then crawl under the table and suck my toes on my legs - I love it so much when you do it. And if we need anything, I'll let you know, and you'll do it.

What can you do when the wife disposes with an impatient tone of objection. I took off all my clothes, climbed under the table and, with assiduously tenderness, began to lick and suck on every finger on her beautiful and native leg.

The company drank and talked (all the topics revolved around Katya: men showered her with compliments, in which the word “whore” sounded with various adorable epithets). Several times at the command of my wife, I got out from under the table, brought more drinks, cut and served snacks. When it was already late, the company began to gather and Zhilin told Kate:

- Get ready, go to me, see how I live, see your future home.

- But I'm stripped ...

- Why do you need to dress? Throw a summer raincoat over your naked body and go: you still don’t need clothes.

When they left, Katya left me goodbye:

- Everything, dear, I left, behave yourself, tidy up here after us, come back ... In short, I don’t know when I will return, - at these words of my wife the men laughed and slammed the door behind them.

And I am alone again, again in a hotel room, alone with my thoughts. “Does Katya really seriously want to treat me so cruelly? Or is it all a game for two million? But if this is a game, why is she so excited, looking at how her husband is humiliated. And how happy she was that Zhilin had finished it on dangerous days, and that she most likely flew from him. Is it just for the money? No, in my opinion, she really likes it "...

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