- Swallow, bitch! - he shouted. I began to swallow the fluid, but it arrived faster than I wanted. Excess sperm began to flow into the corners of my lips on my chin. His breathing began to return to the usual rhythm, and he pulled out a member. I swallowed almost everything and was madly glad to have a breath of air.

On the right I started to finish my breast on my chest. I squeezed his trunk as best I could, and he growled in pleasure. After this, Farukh again set up a still hard member to my lips, and I licked him without words until he took out his stick.

In my head everything floated like in a fog: on both sides of the jet of sperm, especially when you swallow it and feel the pressure of the third in you inside. I leaned back on the table to somehow breathe and continued to crawl back and forth along it from Sergei's frictions, accompanied by rhythmic squish. These sucking sounds and squelching turned me on too.

But I did not have time to rest. Shamil approached me, directing a video camera and my club to my face.

- Come on, Lenochka, take it in my rotik too, - he asked so nicely and in his own way.

I opened my mouth, and immediately pushed into it, veined by its veined process. When he comes to me completely nausea in his throat, he is so huge! He methodically fucks my mouth. In addition to his penis and belly, I can not see anything else.

- Aaaaaa! Ltd! - This Sergey drives his penis into the vagina.

“Well, when will it end,” flashes in my head, simultaneously with the incoming wave of orgasm.

Shamil pulled out a member and pointed the camera at our copulation. Freeing my mouth, I groaned softly. Sergey continued to fuck me like a wild animal, lifting me by the hips, and with all the dope, driving my dick. Then he stopped and forcefully stuck it with a loud pop of eggs on my ass. I screamed loudly. He squeezed my breasts with his hands, and squanching loudly, again strongly poked into the crotch. I groaned out loud. And then an incredible orgasm shook me. It began with an intolerable tickling somewhere in the tailbone, then spread to the inner and back of the thighs, knees. The vagina and the anus began to shrink synchronously in jerks, pulsing in agony, faster and faster. A shiver ran down her back to the back of her head, her legs weakened. I choked up crying, stringing a vagina up to his pubis.

“Well, damn, so not a single chick has ever surrendered to me,” at the same time, indignantly and surprised, he gave his positive assessment.

- You finished, bitch? - slapping me on the ass, approved by Vanya and clicked the camera.

I only breathed loudly and was silent. Sergey slowly pulled out a slightly faded member from my womb, from where it immediately began to flow, and turned to Shamil.

- Well, you took off everything?

- Yes, the team, everything was cool, - while Shamil continued to shoot me. He lowered the camera lens into my, still-apart legs, where sperm flowed from the vagina. I felt ashamed, and I wanted to move my legs, but Sergey nagged and shook his head negatively. I again pushed them apart, and Shamil moved closer, then climbed onto the table and began to shoot me from above. After that, he transferred the lens to my chest and began to shoot them. Sergey, standing behind him, gestured me to smile. I began to smile and even play with my nipples with my fingers, but Shamil stood next to me on his knees and turned the lens of his camera onto my face, lips and chin, which were still in semen. Vanya did not lag behind him, demonstrating the skills of the Red Star freelance correspondent. He was already in his pants, out of which unbuttoned pants were sticking out my familiar instrument of violence.

With my clouded eyes, I saw how Sergei gestures at Shamil and at the sergeant, at their members and at me, and I realized that I need to appease the cinema-photo of correspondents.What to do, then, have to, and I picked up the members and began to stroke them. Sha-miles transferred the camera lens to his penis, and then to my vagina, and I, understanding what he wanted, gently said:

- Shamil, my pussy wants to try your beautiful segment, do you mind?

- Come on, come on, Shamil, the bitch wants, we must appease her! - The rest of them zagogotali. They were already pouring vodka brought by Vanya and were watching what was happening with interest.

But in response he only smiled and said:

- No, Lenochka, my chlenik wants your ass! - At these words, everyone banged together.

I realized that I would be fucked again in the ass. And the fuck will again be rude and without ceremony, and my hole still continued to ache after the cops. These thoughts made me cry, but I continued to smile, encouraging their actions.

Sergey waved his hand, and in the air he flashed a strap, twisted around his arm, from somewhere unknown. He sank into my pubis, however, not very much, but sensitive. I screamed.

- You ask him. In order to fuck in the ass, - Sergey said insinuatingly.

- Yes, Shamil, please, fuck me with all my strength in the ass, otherwise they just provoke me and leave me.

The guys all laughed at once, and Sergey said:

- Give me the camera and get down to business.

- Commander, can with Vano in two huya?

“Come on,” he said, and took the video camera from him.

Shamil nodded to Vanya so that he lay down on the bench. The sergeant handed the camera to Myron and lay on his back. I was picked up and laid on Vanya. I lifted myself and without unnecessary words planted on his count. The sergeant just gasped and stopped. Shamil began to push his dick into my anus. It became unbearably painful, and I turned my head to him and asked me to “grease the hole with something”. He grinned, but still stopped shoving his dick in my ass.

- Take the oil, - said Myron, - smear her ass. - And Shamil held out an open tin can. I felt oil pouring into my anus. Though so than the dry!

Shamil again pushes my buttocks and attaches his penis to my ass. It still hurt, but I was afraid to ask for a second time. He finally stuck his dick and became slowly, with difficulty entering my ass.

- Aaaaaaaaa! - Sharp pain returns me to consciousness, it was Shamil who plunged me into the anus of his huge “boyfriend” half.

- Look, and she likes! - In his own way, he understands my cry and pushes him to its full length. The pain is unbearable! I screamed again, but Shamil, ignoring my cries, began to pump me up like a piston. This torture seems to go on forever! Have to endure. At this moment Sergey leaned over to my ear.

- Why aren't you moaning? You do not like how we fuck you?

I was scared and answered him as gently as possible:

- No, no, Sergei, I am very good and I like everything! - My screams have changed to a hundred. I started podmahivat quietly and moan, then louder and more often. To make it more convenient, I grabbed my buttocks and stretched them to the sides. At the same time, I heard Shamil chuckling approvingly.

At first only he moved, and the sergeant lay blissfully beneath me and crushed my breasts. Then they began to enter me one by one, but it seemed to them that was not enough, and they just started to push members together in me. I was sandwiched between them, like a sausage in a bun, only my head was wound from side to side. I could only groan deafly and scream a little while their members joined me. It seems that now these two will tear me apart. Through a thin partition, their members rub against each other. I'm all sticky from their sperm. She is everywhere! On stockings, back, chest! It runs down the chin, visible on the eyelashes, hair!

Gradually, the pain subsided and I felt a familiar feeling, I was filled ... Read more →