what did Chris have the opportunity to meet with all Ksyushchechiny holes in all poses. Finally, Chris invited Kohl to his wedding in America in the summer.

At this time, Ksyusha entered the ward and reported that Nyanechka was nowhere to be found. Kohl said nothing.

“Sorry,” she mumbled.

- I did not want. It happened.

- You love him?

“I don’t know, I guess,” Ksyusha muttered uncertainly.

“Do you really marry him?”

“Yes,” she said sadly for some reason. - We decided in the summer. He will come and pick me up.

- And why did I get in here?

“Ask for forgiveness,” she muttered faintly.

Kohl nervously fidgeted. The glance slid over the duck.

- Where is the nurse? - muttered Kolya nervously.

“Let me,” Ksyusha exclaimed decisively and, despite all his protests, she slipped a duck under him, lowered her pants and even took his dick in her hand, so that Kolya would not accidentally write on the bed. Kohl cast. Ksyusha took out a duck. But suddenly she felt his cock in her hand move and stood up. She giggled foolishly and wanted to pull back her hand, but was caught by an iron Kolina with a grasp. He took her fingers with his own and snapped a couple of times. Ksyusha giggled again.

“Nah, don't,” she whispered, smiling embarrassedly, “A nurse can come in here.” What are you doing?

“A latch on the door,” he muttered insinuatingly.

- Kolya, stop it. I love another now. That's all, now is not yours, - she coyly cooed trying to remove the other hand from her chest.

- Well, you wanted to ask for forgiveness? - Kolya whispered in her ear.

- Not in the same way? - she was indignant and escaped. Outraged, she even blushed. She jumped up and prokolala high heels to the exit.

- Last time. At parting, - Kolya's voice was so pleading. Ksyusha turned and looked at Kohl. In the end, it is because of her that he lies with a broken leg in this chamber. Indian pity won and she hesitated, hesitantly returned to the bed.

- Last time? - she muttered Ksyusha

- Latest! - Nick ardently assured her, - No one will know, do not be afraid.

“Chris will kill me,” she mumbled, still hesitant.

- Come on!

- You can not move. Bone can move.

- Spit!

“Well, okay,” she decided. - Last time. As you want?

Kohl showed with his eyes on the round Ksyushin ass, pulled into tight pants.

- You are crazy! - exclaimed the girl in anger. - I have never done this and will never do anything!

- Come on, you didn't give it to me in the ass. And the Americans gave, while I was lying unconscious.

- Not true! - her voice was still angry, but not so sure.

- Come on, you, Ksenia. Look what your Chris posted on his page.

Kohl reached for the laptop and opened the photo with Ksyusha in tears and a red member sticking out of her bottom.

- Here's a bastard, - the girl muttered mildly. But then she was found and resolutely declared, - So what! He is now my man, and I am his woman! He can do whatever he wants with me.

- And share your photos with his member in your ass on your page?

Ksyusha thought and found again: - And his page is closed. Only for friends.

- And what does that change?

- Oh, you, tired, - Ksyusha got up again to leave, but then she looked at his leg in a cast, duck with urine, bruises under her eyes and softened.

She sat down again on his bed and whispered in his ear in confidence. - Listen, I do not like it so much, it hurts. Let's better take it in my mouth. I still hurt, after that time with Chris. This was the first and last time.

- Well, please ... At this time the doctor came. He examined Kohl and left with a worried face.

“Not deep,” continued Nick, as soon as the door closed behind the doctor, “Just try.” Once and all.

“Okay,” Ksyusha broke. Only once, - she resolutely went to the door to lock it.

Kohl reached for the laptop. Chris has already left the page, to celebrate his quick wedding with a Russian beauty with friends in a pub. He carefully left a message for Kolya about this. Kohl barely managed to put on the record when his ex-girlfriend returned.

Two hours later, in distant America, Chris returned home from the pub. He came to his page in one of the many social networks to write a few more bullying at his defeated opponent. There he was waiting for a letter with an embedded video file. The video is pretty good for webcam. A beautiful blonde girl gently takes off her clothes and hangs her on the back of the hospital bed. On the bed is a man with a leg in a cast. The girl gently sits on a young man with a leg plastered. He takes out his household and, with a face distorted from pain, slowly inserts it into his ass.

Chris felt sick, he clutched his heart, but he could not tear himself away from the damned video. The girl in the pose of a rider, slightly leaning back, gently, dying from the pain, sits deeper on the penis. The young man also moans, but from the buzz

The girl bit her lip in pain but suffers.

Overcoming pain rises and falls on a member of a young man. Gradually, she relaxes and begins to move a little faster. Then even faster. The hospital bed squeaks back against the wall. Finally she asks for mercy. The guy agrees, takes a member out of her priests and inserts it into the vagina. The girl is busily bouncing on her ex-fiancé with trembling full tits. She hopes that he will finish now, but the guy again transplants her on his dick ass and unpleasant procedure for the girl resumes. Finally the guy makes a hand sign and the girl slips off of him. She wipes his dick with a towel, takes it in her mouth and sucks it loudly, and swallows his cum to a drop. But Chris no longer sees this. He dials the ambulance phone with a shaking hand. He is very bad.

The next morning, on the page of Chris, Kohl found many reports about how Chris was a wonderful person and how he did charity work and other things. Replied to the message instead of Chris, who took the fuck, daughter. Kohl did not understand, Chris either dies or has already died. Photos of Russian beauty with vulgar comments have already gone. Now before the audience there was a page of a deeply religious, respectable person.

Three weeks later Kohl was discharged. Pick him up came his bride. Looking at a caring girl, the nannies nodded their heads approvingly and said: “This is true love!”