I'm good too, stupid! Went to look for adventure on her ass. Here is and found! Finished playing, whore! I behaved like a prostitute. I was fucked by two hungry males, and I allowed myself to tear off in all holes, like a real street cheap! From all this, I just wanted to lay hands on myself.

I looked at his instrument in dismay and was silent.

- Suck on him, alive!

He put his cock under his nose, I winced and turned my head away. But he grabbed my hair and drove my lips.

- Open your mouth, fucking, do not disdain bitch!

I moaned and turned my head, but after hitting my cheek I opened my mouth. I was sucking dick, exposing my head with my hands, and he was trying to push him even deeper.

- Well, what do you like to suck my dick, and fuck?

I could not answer, in view of the busyness of my mouth, and only affirmatively moaned that, supposedly, I was simply happy with his shitty member!

“You don't like our sperm, bitch?”

Then I pulled out a member and said:

- Like, I'm ready to drink it all the time.

- Well, come on, dososit every last drop!

I did so. To my happiness, he no longer had an erection, and he pulled out his penis in a half-languid state.

- I remembered you, damn! Once again you will fall - from the full program! - He zarzhal, zipping his fly. Well, yes, you might think that now they otperdolili me not to the full!

Then he fastened his pants, made a couple of pictures goodbye and headed for the exit, discussing me and throwing dirty remarks and jokes in my direction.

It was wet and nasty, and I was also afraid that they would want to return. I really wanted to drink. In a beer bottle nearby, I noticed some half-drunk sips and drank it greedily. The shoes that were on me almost did not suffer, only a little shabby front, if you look closely. Stockings were torn in some places, but not much, the holes have not yet diverged. The belt is all twisted and slid to the side. In some places, fresh but small scratches were visible on the body. Nothing to heal before the wedding!

I corrected everything and pulled up stockings. She shook off her coat and threw it on herself. His appearance was not presentable, but he still covered nudity. I checked my pockets. Surprisingly, these scum did not take my, in general, a simple cellular, and some little thing - the change from the store.

I looked at the pubis. The sponges were swollen to the size of Masha Rasputina's lips, and visibly bulged forward. As if I was fucked by a company of soldiers. And I wonder, would I stand the company? Then she looked around the basement, stumbled upon a bitten sausage, who knew the delights of traveling in the back of the dagger - and fearlessly stepped in the direction of the exit ... And then she squatted down because the door heard voices and voices ...

Chapter 3. From the author. Lovers.

They walked around the city for a long time, wanting to retire - which is characteristic of all lovers in the world - and every time when it seemed that now nobody would hurt them, every time someone appeared nearby. It seemed to them that people specially approached and watched what they were doing. And then they twitched, and embarrassedly smiling, turned away and looked each in his own way. She offered to go to the hostel, but he immediately rejected the idea - there certainly will not work! Finally, they came to the approach of a house, where they decided that no one would interfere with them. They spoke quietly, gently kissing at first with caution, and then more and more courageously. But here they did not have peace.

First, some guy went to walk his dog, Then some woman came out of the elevator with a girl, then that guy came back ... He dragged her outside, in the bushes! From somewhere below two guys appeared and went to the side, loudly discussing fucking with some slut.

- No, so impossible! - He could not stand it, - In one evening you will become pulled!

She nodded silently.

“Let's go there,” he nodded toward the black opening of the basement. - There we will not get anyone.

She followed him, holding her hand so as not to fall.

A light was burning in the basement, and they turned it off so as not to attract the curious. They went a little deeper, illuminating the path with a cigarette lighter, and soon stopped.

He hugged her and whispered: "My dear, I love you!"

She answered him with passionate kisses, putting her face, neck, and lips ... He kissed her, and that was not enough for him, his passion demanded more.

He carefully unbuckled his bra, took it off the top and pulled out his left breast from the neckline of the dress. The chest was soft and at the same time elastic. At first, he crumpled her hands, feeling how her whole body is straining, how she passionately strokes his back, and then he wrapped his nipple around his lips, rubbing his tongue over him and pinching his teeth. Her nipple tensed quickly, she was already breathing intermittently, stroking his head. He pulled out the second breast, and caressed the nipple, until it became hard. She was already moaning slightly, clinging to him with her whole body.

He stroked her back with his right hand. Then he slowly lowered his hand to his thigh. Through the dress, he felt the relief gum stockings, and it gave him great pleasure. He stroked her ass, a little strained under his arm and until he decided to climb under the dress. THERE he still did not climb to her.

He kissed her on the lips, without specifically tearing herself, to prevent her from somehow resisting, and his hand was already ironing his leg in a caprone, gradually lifting up her dress. When her hand reached into her panties, and she was already groping them, she jerked, trying to free her lips, but he held her tightly while continuing to kiss. He pressed his finger to the pubis, lightly stroking him, and then she tried to remove his hand. He complied, deciding not to use force, but then resumed the attempt, and this time she did not remove her hand. He grew bolder and, continuing to kiss her, he stuck his entire fist into her panties. She moaned something, not tearing from the lips, but not resisting.

He pressed his hand to the pubis and froze. He wanted to enjoy this permissiveness, this new sensation. He was simply afraid to move his hand so as not to scare her away, not to lose this moment and not allow her to come to her senses. But she pressed herself against him, exposing her pubis to her fingers: well, what are you? Anticipating the future, he, too, possessed passion. He began to moan, just like she, and put his middle finger into the slot. The vagina was wet. He groped her clit and tickled him until he felt a shiver in her body.

She moaned, closing her eyes and throwing back her head, putting her neck to kiss, and he kissed her, unable to stop.

- Why are you so? - she whispered. - I'm also a man, well, do not! Please do not!

He did not pay attention to her pleadings, understanding that these were also the rules of the game. So it is necessary!

“I love you,” he whispered, nibbling at the earlobe, and she smiled. Already without fear to meet resistance, he thrust a finger further into the vagina, feeling a copious discharge, and the fact that she spread her legs a little.

She had already openly pressed her pubis to his hand, protruding the pelvis forward. She was shaken, her mouth twisted in a grimace of pleasure, her hands frantically stroking her body under her shirt. "Already possible," he thought, and began pulling off her panties.

- Do not, well, why are you?

But he pressed her closer to him, continuing slowly but steadily to lower them. She slightly straightened her legs so that he was comfortable, and when the panties reached the knees, they themselves fell to the ground. With her toe shoes she threw them aside and pressed herself against him again. He felt the nakedness of the cherished hole, her closeness, the very idea that the girl standing next to her under the dress had nothing, poured immense joy into it, he realized that IT was inevitable! His soul rejoiced. He believed in his strength!

She was breathing heavily and intermittently.

- Want! - She whispered and began to unbutton his pants. He helped her cope with the snake on her fly, the girl ran her hand over his penis, as if checking his hardness, and ...