really played my decoration, almost without touching the very pussy. He hooked the bead with his tongue and lips, twirled it, delayed it, beat at it with the tips of his fingers, and only from time to time ran it with his tongue through the folds or kissed the arrow, indicating its direction.

My face was wet with sperm and tears, grease flowed out of my pussy without stopping, my ass glistened with oil, and I myself was sweaty, dirty. With the thought that I was rudely, almost forcibly, my best friend's husband, the guy I have been friends with for ten years, was forcibly fucking in my mouth ... I was trembling from a new orgasm. He was so strong that I almost threw Max off.

“Now it's my turn,” he said.

We did not change the posture, but he began to enter my mouth faster and faster. He leaned on his hands and fucked me in the mouth, looking at my chink, decorated with piercing and arrow pattern.

When he began to finish, he did not even think about stopping. I realized with horror that there was no less sperm than the last. She filled my whole mouth, flowed out, I frantically swallowed her, but after each max movement I was hit in the mouth with a new hot jet ... Finally it stopped.

We lay nearby, breathing heavily. I looked at Max's dick - he was trembling, but did not even think to go limp.

- Do you want to swim? - asked Max.

- No I do not want to. Why? Somehow I look wrong?

“You look great,” he said sincerely. - I'm not very rude?

I shrugged weakly, not knowing what to say.

- Did you like it? - asked Max.

“If I didn’t like it, then there would be nothing,” I replied. - Where did you get so much sperm?

- I do not know. Do you like to take it? And much more?

- You do everything right, do not worry.

“No, not everything,” he smiled slyly and ran his fingers along my crack. - How much grease is wasted ...

He collected a lubricant that was still flowing out of me and inserted two fingers into my pussy. I groaned, and Max began to caress me with his fingers, then putting them inside, then teasing the clitoris, then playing with a bead.

“Do something yourself,” Max asked.

I ran my hands over my shoulders, stroked my breasts, then began to pinch my nipples with one hand, and the other slid lower on my tummy, and finally opened my fingers with the folds of my pussy, in which Max was wielding with three fingers.

He attached himself to me, kneeling - and slowly introduced the member into my slit. Now he moved carefully and gently, not at all like when he fucked me in the ass and in the mouth. With his fingers, he drew off the bead, opening the clitoris, and I caressed him. And sometimes she wrapped her fingers around a slippery cock moving inside of me.

This orgasm was not as stormy as the previous ones, but the longest. I screamed and shuddered for perhaps two minutes - and all this time, Max continued to fuck me. When I froze, he suddenly turned me over on my side and slapped my buttock with a sweep - I groaned, and he put the head of the penis on my butt - and brought him into it with a few jolts. In the ass, he managed to make only a couple of movements, and I felt how it was filled with hot liquid. He finished all the same stormy. And then, leaving me lying on the stone, he went to the rinsing. The hole of my ass shrank, pushing portions of the seed ...

- You definitely do not want to swim? - asked Max, returning.

“Exactly,” I replied. - There is so much wealth on me and in me - why wash off?

- What if Oleg would guess?

- Everything is dry until we get it. Give me my clothes, please.

We began to dress and Max admired glances at me. I wanted to tease him.

“Oleg may not notice anything,” I said. - Maybe at this time he himself fucked Natalia as much as possible.

Max frowned. Such a thought did not occur to him.

- So what are you coming, first check Natashkin's ass - maybe she has become as developed as mine.Oleg will be able to unwind on anal, can you believe me ... Or do you think that I am the only slut?

- Such - one! - Max admitted.

It was a compliment.

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