As at the beginning, Alena's life did not develop. Enrolling in university, she completed her studies at the 3rd year at the in-patient department, transferred to the correspondence department, and then flew completely, gave birth to a child, and she had to do something further ... She lived with her mother and younger sister Nadia, a young, sixteen-year-old girl with a slender figure . Alyona was a small brunette, only 154 cm, with a sexy figure, despite the pregnancy, she prettier for the better, she was 21. Their father was almost always at work and rarely was at home. Mother's sister worked as an administrator in a nightclub, offered Alena a job as an assistant accountant at the same club, especially since her mother had continued her brains, they say, go to work.

This club was held by Armenians, and the main thing was Samvel Henrikovich. It was summer time. Alyona wore a tight-fitting denim shorts, a white shirt, wearing a little pink cap and sunglasses, and then went to the interview. She knew the way, as she often hung out at this club with her friends. On the threshold she was met by a hefty guard.

- Excuse me, what about work? - asked Alain.

- Samvel Henrikovich's office right along the corridor!

Passing along a long red corridor, past the entrance to the disco, she rested against a huge metal door. She knocked and entered the office.

Outside her, a respectable Armenian of average height, about thirty-five years of age, was waiting for her. When he saw the girl, he put out a cigarette and sat in a chair at his desk.

- Hello, Samvel Henrikovich, I am about work, my name is Alain - she turned.

“Your aunt warned me, sit down,” he answered.

Alyona quickly sat down on a chair, stretching her legs in front of his desk.

- When can I get to work, and what documents do I need to collect? She asked.

- Let Alenka go to "you", you can just call me Samvel! - He interrupted and continued, - Maybe we will drink? "Martini" will you?

She shook her head in the affirmative and, taking off her glasses, laid them on the table. He took a bottle and two glasses from the bar. Having drunk a little, they started talking, Alyona told him about her difficult everyday life. Alcohol gave his, and Samvel slowly moved to the table in front of the girl, looking at her slender legs. Alena was drunk and something prompted her that she would return home late. Her eyes reluctantly looked at a large member of an Armenian who stood out from under his trousers. Samvel noticed this, got up and approached Alyona, so that his weapon was on the level of her face. He unzipped his fly and threw out his huge bolt, not less than 19 centimeters. Samvel took his dick in his hand, and the other turned her cap with a visor back and said: "Well, that nipple to clear your throat!"

Alain and did not have time to recover, as he, taking her by the head, pushed half of his fighter into her mouth. She almost vomited, and Samvel, holding a member along her chubby and important lips from the sheen, thrust the huge head of his instrument on her cheek.

- What are you doing! - mumbled Alain, spitting out a member of the mouth.

- Ay! Beautiful, completely forgot, take your first advance! - said the Armenian and gave her 2000 dollars which were in his pocket.

- And now let's play, honey, let's play Cheburashka! - Samvel continued.

Surprise read in Alenkin’s face, she threw the money into her bag, knowing that there would be no way back, knelt before him.

He took hold of her rings with both hands, she had golden earrings in the form of huge rings, and began to stretch her mouth on his stake with the help of them. With each push Samvel increased the pace and depth of penetration. Tears flowed from her face, and the whites of her eyes were filled with redness, the mascara was spread all over her face.

His penis was very large for Alena and her snot began to pour and drool drooped from her mouth, she maintained her leap through her strength.Finally, Samvel calmed down, pulled out his penis and said with his hand, saying: “Now I feed you Alyonushka, open your mouth wider!” She also sucked before, but disdained to swallow sperm, therefore she instinctively turned away, then he took one glass from the table and, in one poured "Martini" and the second took in his hand and began to erupt his seed. Half full glass!

Then Samvel, fastening his pants trouser, held out a glass of sperm to Alena, and he himself took another offered a drink: “Come on, my accountant, for your first working day! Come to the bottom. They checked and she hesitantly, but still drank sperm. Oddly enough, but she liked

- Everything, put yourself in order and go to our accountant Tatyana Ivanovna, you will help her! - Said Samvel, putting the bottle and glasses back to the bar.

- I understood - answered Alain.

- The toilet is at the entrance to the club, and you will find Natalia Ivanovna herself!

- Thanks Samvel Henrikovich! I will go?

- Yes! Until the evening and take care of your mouth! - arrogantly grinning, he said.

The working day was up to five hours. Natalya Ivanovna turned out to be a pleasant woman in her 40s. She didn’t particularly stress Alain, giving the assignments to count the money on hand or fill out simple documents, and the day passed quickly. At the end of the working day Samvel came to their office and asked Alain to come to his office. Without reaching his office, he went out to meet her and offered to give her a lift home. Coming out of the club, a black-toned jeep drove up to them, at the wheel of which another Armenian sat.

Zdarova, Samvel! - turned to the chief Alena, who was sitting behind the wheel.

And you have to be ill! - he answered.

Well, where is your new nipple you talked about on the phone? The guys behind are already waiting!

Do not worry! Alenka, climb into the car!

Samvel opened the back door for her. Two other Armenian men were sitting in the back seat.

dense build. Alyona sat down between them, and her boss sat in front and said

the driver: “Come to the pharmacy Armenchik!” - and they started off. Those that sat in the back lowered their pants and dumped their limbs, and putting Alenkin’s hands on them added: “Hold on, nipple, or it will rock.” She began nadrachivat their trunks, making smooth movements handles up and down. Suddenly the car slowed down and Alain saw the sign "Pharmacy".

- I'll go myself! - said Armenchik and got out of the car

- And you, madam, take off your clothes for now - said Samvel.

Only Alyona managed to unbutton a button on her shorts, as the Armenian sat on the sides took off her shirt, almost tearing it. She was left alone with black thongs and a gold pendant that her father presented to her. A minute later, a smiling Armenchik returned with a tube. He sat down in the back seat, from which it became cramped, and Samvel sat behind the wheel. Since the back was a place only for three. Alena had to sit in the middle of the hands, and his cock rested on her back.

- Well, what, now you will ride the Armenian hills, and this is your ticket! - smiling, Armenchik said and poked a tube with the inscription “Vaseline Ointment” into her hand. Alyona understood what was going on, but, thinking that resistance would not help her, she squeezed ointment onto her hand.

- And now Alenka spread your peach, otherwise he can crack from such guns! - ordered Samvel. She obediently pushed off a strip of thongs and began to carefully smear her anus.

- Only be careful with me this is the first time when in the ass! - rubbing vaseline murmured Alain.

- You che, nipple, just think about yourself, but the guys clean the gun! - grabbing her hand, said Armenchik, who was already sitting without pants, and nadrachival his huge bolt. Alain obediently smeared all three members and stood waiting.

- Well, why is everything ready? You can touch - asked Samvel.

- You do not know where I live? - she said in surprise.

- Do not worry, I already know where you live - he answered in the affirmative.

- Now Samvelchik sit her on the carousel, and touch! - Armenchik said.

Armenian, on which she sat, took her with his strong hairy hands by the hips, slightly raising Alain over his instrument, which was glistening with vaseline, began to wind her anus on his stake. Inserting a member only on the head, he said: “Now touch Samvel! - and pressed his hands on her shoulders. The jeep just got under way, and Allen was already fully stuck on his penis, increasing the pace. A wild pain penetrated her body, she almost passed out and, closing her eyes, screamed at the whole salon of the car. With her hands she held onto the front seats, and her long black hair sprawled on the floor of the salon. It seemed to Alena that her ass was about to burst at the seams, but petroleum jelly did its work, her butt slid on the cock like ice skates.

- She Samvel you a week can not sit down! - said the armenian transferring it to the stake of another.

- Neither of which let gets used, our little one! - he answered.

And already a member of the second Armenian disappeared in her ass. Miniature Alyona once again jumped up to the ceiling of the cabin, her face reddened, her fingers firmly gripped the leather seats of the jeep. The movement of the car and strong shaking added dynamics to what is happening. Here in Alenina’s bag, which lay in front, the phone rang. Samvel quickly opened it and took out a cell phone, on the displays of which the "mother" was highlighted. She recognized the familiar melody, but it was too late. Samvel, smiling maliciously, pressed the call button and handed the girl into his hand.

- BUT! BUT! Hello, yes mom! - ate squeezed out of himself Alain.

- You're going home soon, you need to feed the child! The mother asked.

Meanwhile, Alyona was already handed over to Armenchik, and streams of sperm flowed from her ass.

- I, I, I will soon be in the bus, now I can not speak! - he moaned.

- I understand! Waiting at home! Hurry up, and that is cool - says the mother.

- L ... ok mom, I'll be there soon! - answered Alain by pressing the red reset button.

She looked out the window and saw the familiar landscapes of her yard, they stopped at two entrances from her house.

Armenchik stepped up the pace, coming to the final. And now his cock exploded with a stream of sperm inside the girl. Alyona went limp and weakened holding onto the seat. She had a feeling that an electric train flashed through her ass, he was all sick.

- Well, I think you have enough for today! - Said Samvel - get dressed, and we smoke on the street!

- Do not pop, but just a peach fellow small! - Armenchik admires.

They pulled on their pants and went outside to smoke a cigarette. Alyona wiped her ass with a wet cloth, quickly dressed and got out of the car.

- See you tomorrow Samvel Henrikovich! - leaving, she said goodbye.

The Armenians quickly finished smoking, got into the jeep and drove away bytrenko.