on a thick trunk, trying to persuade myself that I do this on the orders of the sergeant, who left me no choice, and not at all from an unbearable desire. He squeezed my chest to the pain, but I could no longer stop my movements, caving in so that the penis that walked in me reached the most sensitive parts.

Here and Kurdyumov joined us, slightly stooping, and catching a nipple dancing with his lips in front of his face. I groaned, no longer able to overcome sensuality. The sergeant with force continued to stick me on his stick. He did it like an animal, with some roar, with a pop on my ass. It seemed that everyone in the neighborhood could hear our moans and squish in the vagina, accompanied by each friction. He fucked hard, furiously and sentenced:

- Well, you fucking ... And whores ... do not behave this way. They scream ... and ... moan ... Scream on the penis ... Jump on ... it ...

And I threw back the shame, feeling me burst out, screamed and began to moan in voice, sit down on the penis with all his might, podmahivaya with the greatest possible frequency. I ended up in convulsions, but this only infuriated me - my ardor only flared up, forcing me to redouble my efforts.

I was already close to the second orgasm, when the sergeant suddenly stopped, imperiously clutching my waist with his hands, and pressing my body to me so that I felt a hard count penetrate the stomach. Gasping, I impatiently stuck to manhood, wondering why he stopped. No, it was also good, but I wanted to continue the furious jump to a sweeping orgasm.

- Say you're my damn! - he croaked.

Unable to catch my breath, I whispered:

- Yes, I am your fucking fuck me ... I want you to fuck me. Well, please, - I imploringly begged.

I began to moan and curl.

- What are you fucking upset! - Furious Sergeant. - Kurdum, shut her mouth with your dick!

Kurdyumov with visible enthusiasm set him up to my lips. I opened my mouth and absorbed the member. He enthusiastically began to quickly fuck me in the mouth with strong blows, looking with admiration at how my lips reach his pubic hair and eggs. So I found myself impaled, again for this night! on two members from two sides. At the same time, they, as if by agreement, pushed members into me simultaneously, increasing the depth of penetration. From their satisfied moans, I realized that they were madly in love with it.

- Good girl bitch, sucks like a pro! - With moan admired Kurdyumov. He held my head with both hands and drove the member into the throat at full length, so that his balls flopped on my chin. I held my breath so as not to choke. The soldier threw his head, growled, and pressed me to him with such force that my forehead rested on his stomach. The member was as deep as possible in the throat. Then he with a triumphant cry yanked him out of his mouth and probably wanted to cum on my face, but I instinctively jerked back. He did not hold my head, and the pulsating organ began to splash out the seed, pouring my back and even managed to get on the stomach of the sergeant.

- Damn! Freak that in her mouth could not finish? Look what you have done, where I will wash now! - Evil said sergeant, but did not stop fucking me.

And suddenly he struck a blow, from which a thick, swollen trunk pierced so deeply that it seemed that he would tear all entrails. As if this was not enough, the member began to powerfully shrink, throwing the burning liquid into the tortured vagina. I did not keep a moan: his huge member continued to explode inside me. And then the sergeant with his free hand sharply squeezed the swollen petals. I felt a nausea coming on, but I couldn't do anything with my body. An unexpected devastating orgasm covered me once again, like a ninth wave.

I heard my own moans, feeling the muscles contract, stretched by a powerful piston, clasping it and squeezing the head with the vagina.The sergeant, stroking my resilient breasts, still heaving in time with his rapid breathing, said hoarsely:

- Kaif! Never finished!

Devastated, I fell into a seat. Sperm slowly leaked from the vagina. Kurdyumov got out of the car. The sergeant got close to my head and, with a familiar movement, tucked his dick into my mouth.

- Lick it! - He ordered shortly.

I was not even surprised. Just began to suck and lick their juices with his fallen member. He was still strong and slightly startled.

- Oh, well, how! - He moaned, holding my hands on his head and sitting on his penis. - Lick, to a drop!

When everything was licked, he leaned on the back of the seat, spread his arms to the side, and with a blissful smile said:

- Well done, bitch! On you for this, paint your lips. - He gave me a cheap bright lipstick. Classic fucking color! - Ravshan, give her a mirror.

He handed me a piece of the mirror, and I somehow put on my lips. It turned out, in general, not bad.

“Fine,” said the sergeant, and slapped my thigh. - Let's go, Ravshan, demobles, I suppose, they were waiting for us.

He remained sitting with his pants down and a limp, slightly wrinkled member, and all the way, he sang something under his breath in a complacent mood.

(To be continued)

Author's e-mail: LikaS