I did not feel the heat, the pain, and my moans spoke of something completely different. Yes! Yes! Stronger, more! Still! Still! Stronger! Fuck me !!!

Someone approached us and grabbed my hair. Before eyes flashes a member, smeared with my lipstick.

- Suck, suck! - The hand again presses his head to the member. This is Andrey. "Well, at least it does not choke me with its process", I think, once again, using my tongue along the smooth end. Three huge members fill all my holes. I want to scream with pleasure, but my mouth is busy. I was in seventh heaven.

Probably a few minutes passed, but they seemed like an eternity, and I huddled in a strong orgasm. The guys did not let up, but on the contrary they accelerated their movements. At this point, my brain completely turned off, and the pace rose to madness. After a second, Andrew pulls his penis out of me and salty liquid splashes in my face.

The sergeant squeezes my chest. The blissful wave rises in me with new force, and when Shamil accelerated his movements even more, I literally began to shake in the next orgasm. The sergeant even more began to thrust a member into the vagina and strongly squeezed my nipples with his hands, which only strengthened my sensations. I feel in this position, as his penis rests against the wall of my vagina on impact.

If you had heard how they laughed around! I was completely humiliated. Sergey said:

- I think if this whore to fuck in the ear - she will also finish - which caused another surge of gaggle. - You, bitch, completely fucked up! What are you, come here to finish? We have not received everything yet, and she is already writhing in orgasms! Well, suck, whore! - The mouth is again occupied by someone's slippery trunk. I have to suck. And to jerk off when one of them substituted his penis in my hand or jerked off himself - and almost at the same time finished on me. Then they rubbed sperm across my face and back and made me lick their hands.

I could no longer stand on my feet, I sat down on the sergeant so that his member seemed to reach my throat. The penetration was so deep that he immediately shivered. His penis pulsed and gradually stopped twitching.

- Guys, this is just fucking! - Vanya was so pleased that he didn’t even feel the sperm on his face, which flowed from me or fell on him from cronies.

Shamil pulled his dick and asked to put me on the table. I was lifted from Vanya, dragged my skirt and laid on the old place. I looked like a real whore, in shoes and stockings with a belt, filled with sperm and all sticky.

He put my legs on his shoulders and re-entered my ass. I screamed, but it didn't help. My ass languished, from the pussy flowed. His pace was growing. He grabbed my nipples and squeezed them painfully. But I was amazingly good. My new orgasm was already close, and I began to help myself to finish. I rubbed with my finger the tubercle of my clitoris, and Shamil fucked harder, growled with pleasure and I felt the heat spreading inside me. I was clutching the clitoris ever more violently ... The soldier fucked me faster and faster ... pain, pleasure ... I shuddered. Sweet and cumbersome orgasm rolled and I, trembling, finished with him.

With a joyful groan, he threw out a hot stream of semen into the rectum. My ass was immediately filled with liquid. From this river of sperm, another wave of the strongest orgasm instantly shook me.

At this moment, Miron took a photo of us again and with the words that it would go to Shamil's wedding album, which caused another sigh, took a few more shots.

- Fu-uh, fuck, just buzz! - Shamil moans, wiping his dick on my stockings. From the ass sperm flows to the table, gathering in a large puddle.

- You give it to her cheek, let him lick it! - Someone suggested.

Shamil liked this idea very much, which cannot be said about me. He is the usual movement of my head tilted to the penis. In my nose I was clearly struck by the smell of my ass and its contents.It was too much! I wanted to tell him about it, but, opening my mouth, did not even have time to blink, as a member was completely in my mouth, habitually buried in the throat.

Shamil leaned back a little, turning my head up, as far as his cock allowed in my mouth. He looked me straight in the eye, watching my reaction. It was immediately obvious that he liked it very much. Swallowing his penis in the very throat and sucking well, I thought that I was going to vomit right away, but to my great surprise, I did not feel any unpleasant taste, only a small sour taste appeared that quickly washed off with saliva.

Apparently, for prophylaxis, having held his penis a couple of times at the deepest point of the throat and making sure that I did not press them, Shamil took it out completely and ordered me to stand up.

- Harosha blood! - With pleasure, he said, and began to strongly knead my chest, sore ass, and drive my hand over my pussy. - Well, how, Lenochka, did you like it? Say: yes, sweetheart, I liked it. Well!

“Yes, honey, I liked it,” I said.

- Oh, fuck fly, you're a hot chick! - immediately laughed Sergey - Okay, then we'll fuck you again. Want more? BUT? I can not hear! Do you want?

“Yes, I do,” I whispered.

- I can not hear!

“I want to,” I said louder.

- That's good. And then I thought you were offended. You are not offended at me, are you, Lenok?

- Not.

Again someone thrust a glass to me, but I shook my head: that vodka had not yet passed.

- Drink, bitch!

I took a big sip, choked and I almost vomited. I coughed, and the glass was taken away from me - what good is lost!

They drank again, and Sergei ordered to call a soldier, a goner. When he was brought in, he stood near the door, his head in shoulders frightened, and he devotedly looked at Sergey.

- Take your pants off!

- What for? - The soldier was even more scared. I felt sorry for him.

- Take off, I speak! And sit on the chair.

He took off his pants and sat down.

- Well, good chick? And now her on all fours, like a bitch ...

I was put on all fours and pulled up to the soldier. His member was not erogirovan, probably, from fear, and sluggishly hung between his legs.

- Suck him! - Sergey nodded to me at the soldier. - And you, Solobon, learn to insert the girl in your mouth.

I completely swallowed his dick, and he started. Sulked around.

- Wow, how to grab ... What, liked the dick kid? And so you, whore, in your mouth ... so tiny, neat and tender and small, to immerse it all in your horny and moist little mouth up to the testicles.

I felt his cock swell in my mouth, as it turns into a male tool, and felt the extra pleasure from it. The soldier began to moan and clasped my head with his hands. He was ready to finish, and then I grabbed his cock and deftly, from the first time I planted on him. Some kind of maniacal passion spoke to me.

Sitting on a strong young member, I began to move the pelvis, slightly bouncing on the guy. He just watched, fascinated, as my breasts sway, how swollen nipples puff up. I leaned lower towards him, and now my nipples were rubbing against his chest and face. Having recovered from the first shock, his hands began to wander around my soft supple buttocks. Guy's lips began to kiss and suck tits swaying in front of his face.

Giving up passion, I continued to ride on it. Feeling the approach of an orgasm, I pressed my whole body against him and groaned loudly and began to cum. After a second, my womb was filled with sperm of a soldier who had finished behind me. I was in no hurry to get off, feeling like a penis gradually decreasing in size pulsating inside me, as sperm slowly flows out of the vagina. I looked into his contented face, which was next door to the joy of experiencing some surprise from what had happened.

Dembel clapped in frets in full delight from what he saw. Someone handed over a quarter cup of vodka, and I drank it in one gulp. I was stormy from the experience and I fell on the table. Immediately, Farukh began to get attached to my bottom. But I didn't care. He shoved his cock into my ass from all over me.It hurt, of course, but all the members of this evening did their job, my butt took his whole instrument, and he went there freely. He fucked me deeply, accompanying his movements with blows of eggs on my pussy. Each time I entered, I went forward, and he pressed his pubis against my bottom with a loud slap. I held my hands to the edge of the table, silently dropping my head down, and looked at the table without seeing anything. He grabbed my hair, straightened and, holding the member in the ass, pressed his body to me from behind, turned his head to himself and bit his lips into a kiss.

Then he spread my legs wider and, continuing to fuck, he croaked:

- I told you that I love it when the bitches moan, spoke or not?

“I did,” I replied, and began to moan.

- Louder, louder! - He did not let up.

By the time Farukh was ready to finish, I was already moaning so that everyone who was on the street could hear me. And, probably, they heard, because at that moment I out of the corner of my eye saw the door open, and on the threshold appeared a huge black dog, and after him - an officer, about forty years old, who looked Armenian, with some kind of badge on his shirt and a holster on the belt. Farukh groaned and abruptly pulled out of my ass his dick, but the first jet still hit the hole. Without thinking of it, he finished me in stockings and continued to squeeze his penis and kept saying “Oh, damn it, well, like, oh shit!”. And here the officer approached us.

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