and which I wiped and wiped streams of sperm that flowed down my thighs - this was the sarafan. That sarafan, which became my only clothing, in which I had to continue today to move. I already wore a sarafan wet from sperm on the move, catching up with Gennady and Lena ... I quickly overtook them and, feeling light all over my body, began to flirt with Gena / Lena and even with occasional passers-by unbuckling, then fastening both the bottom button and the top button and even the third button with a sarafan shooting, forcing Lena to catch a flying sarafan.

We did not buy tickets, because, as Gena said, there will be controllers - let them fuck you ... I was pleased with the thought that I could be used as payment for anything. From this thought, my nipples hardened again and I was no longer embarrassed, I began to demonstrate this through the thin fabric of a sarafan. The idea that I can pay off is that, that, for me as a financier, it was TABU. Today I overcame TABOO! Today, for the first time, I had sexual intercourse with three men completely unknown to me! How many times did I want this and how many times did I wake up from such dreams! Is - I will do it easily? When - right in the train? But we drove quite safely on the train ... Apparently from the thought that I could repeat it at any moment I didn’t pinch a bit and calmly walked around the cabin of the car, suggesting Gene to bring me this or that man to the vestibule. But Gena’s behavior turned out to be pragmatic: we do not need venereal diseases from homeless people! The hour of the night - there is a mass of homeless people, if you need to humiliate you - I have a lot of other ways - be patient.

On the last fifth floor, where we climbed three of us, we scared two couples and one half-dressed girl who settled down to sing on the last floor. They quickly ran away, even without having time to really see that the mother of one of their friends was very loosely dressed. Gennady and Lena immediately took all the underwear and even all closed dresses from my apartment, telling me that I would always be at home just naked, the benefit is a very hot summer, and my husband and son will return from vacation only after a month. And with these words he demanded that I remove the sarafan. Only by taking a sarafan at home and realizing that they wouldn't even let me wash it, I suddenly realized how I wanted to go into sexual slavery before, maybe it was even my dream. Standing naked in my apartment in front of Gena and Lena, I listened to the instructions. I have to open the door naked to anyone who does not ring the doorbell. For decisiveness - just do not look at the eye bell at all.

If this turns out to be a stranger - in no case do not close the door but quietly without covering shameful places, communicate. And even more so, do not cover the shameful places with your hands, if someone knocks, some of my friends or friends of my husband or numerous friends of my 15-year-old son, you can safely explain to everyone - it's very hot ...

Well, to leave the house: strictly only in this sarafan. Tomorrow morning, Gennady will come to me, so that I would not be very afraid to overcome the road from home to work in this sarafan.

I noticed that the sundress already already smelled strongly of the acrid smell of sperm and its secretions, to which Lena said: go out to the balcony and let the sarafan disappear on clothespins. Three of us immediately went to the balcony. The ropes for linen were located outside the balcony, and at the same time, Gennady made me reach the farthest rope, and defiantly dangling my tits, to attach a sarafan. I was scared, right outside the window came the sounds of guitars and thieves of young people, but Olya noticed that the guys from this height could not see that you were wearing or you were naked. But my huge tits betrayed me treacherously, that I might be naked. I wanted to leave the balcony immediately, but Lena handed me a cigarette and we lit a cigarette ... I feverishly pondered my position, but I still frankly liked everything that happened, for some reason, when I left the balcony, Lena told me to remove all the curtains from the windows while we were removing all the curtains, I got up on the stool and watched with interest through the windows of the five-story building that stood opposite. Neither of which is terrible - the review was really not great, and the trees certainly did not give, nor what opportunities for viewing.

Finally, both Gennady and Lena, in a businesslike manner, took me to the entrance. On the floor in the stairwell among the empty bottles of beer were lying two condoms with a flatbed and a forgotten jacket of one of those guys whom we scared 15 minutes ago. Lena gave me a look that I lay down on the jacket. The floor was dirty, smoky, drenched in beer, I involuntarily began to experience a gag reflex. Lena, in a businesslike manner, spread her legs to me and busily thrust several fingers into my vagina, I threw back my head, knocking on the neighbor's door. Lena said that I would relax and get used to this place of fucking if I thought of disobeying Gena in the coming days ... Businessly Gena took out the photos and laid them out in front of me on the smelly floor. Do you want the peers of your son, who at night in this entrance fuck their prostitutes, and you fucking night, they fucked you here? If you do not want, then just quietly obey us. I hastily nodded my head in agreement. And Gena with one hand collecting photos from the floor, with the other, he also entered my vagina with his fingers. I began to get excited. Lena and Gena abruptly pulled out their fingers, told me to get up from the floor and ringing claps on the ass, sent me to my apartment.

The following story will be called:

OLGA. Part of the second. Second day. I was appointed to be a PRIZE. The first winner is Volodya.

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