dark-skinned invader hardly moved inside. The woman moaned even more - a fully filled and excited crotch brought her to a new level of pleasure. And after the third member plunged into her mouth, she was completely disoriented in space and time, having lost touch with reality. The night of passion was just beginning ...

Nastya woke up the next morning in her room. She clearly did not remember how and who brought it. But judging by the voluptuous spasm that passed through her body, she remembered everything that happened to her yesterday. I called her.

- Hello honey. Hasan threw off the video here, about your yesterday's adventures ... I see you enjoyed playing baseball with black clubs?

- Dima ... Dima ... I'm not guilty, I was drunk. Please forgive me. - Nastya burst into tears.

- And why do you apologize? Did I forbid you to suck the black dicks? It was you who built a hymen and said that you were not like that. And in fact, yesterday she was wagging her ass, setting herself on the black clubs, like a real whore.

- Dima, I lost control ... I didn’t want, - Nastya continued to sob, completely crushed morally, - will you forgive me, at least sometime?

- Do you want to earn my forgiveness? Then honestly answer my questions. Answer only yes or no! I do not want to listen to your excuses. Did you enjoy yesterday?

- Yes ... But ...

- I repeat once again - answer YES or NO! Answer honestly or our conversation will end very quickly. Did you get an orgasm? - I interrupted her in mid-sentence.

- Yes.

- And now the main question. Think well before you answer. Do you want to repeat it?

“Yes ...” the woman replied after a moment of hesitation.

- Are you ready, right now, to go to the villa, where hungry African boys are waiting for you and give them yourself to be torn apart, if I want to, in compensation for what you allowed to do with you yesterday without my consent? - my voice was mercilessly continuing to trample it into the mud.

“Yes,” Nastya repeated in a completely weak-willed voice.

- Then go wash and clean up. Hasan will come for you at lunch - he will take care of your upbringing. And if you obey him, I will think about whether I need a slut like you! - and hung up.

I immediately sent SMS to Hasan: “She is almost ready, you just need to fix everything. Do not pull. Start at lunchtime. ”

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When Hasan entered the room, Nastya, already made up and dressed, was sitting on the edge of the bed.

- Why are you shooting, why the camera? - A couple of hours after talking with me, Nastya became a bit bold by asking the first question to Hasan.

“Stand up,” Hasan’s voice was threatening, he rudely turned the woman back and severely slapped her right buttock, Nastya screamed in surprise and fell on the bed, “So it will be for every question you’ll like that.” Think well before you ask.

“Come here, sit on the bed,” the Caucasian approached the edge of the bed, “here I say, sit down!” Unzip! Do not blouse your fool! Unlock my fly.

Nastya was intimidated and not knowing what to do, clutching at everything. A little gathered, stretched to unbutton the pants of men's jeans. And without a man’s command, he took out his flaccid dick and took it in her mouth. After a member swells, Hasan forced her to undress.

- Become a cancer and spread your hands buttocks. So ... Relax point, - the camera close-up showed Nasty an intense ass. She was preparing for the worst that can be expected from a man with a rearing member. The sphincter ring was closed, but it was still inflamed and slightly swollen, and the vaginal mucosa had a bright purple color - hmm ... I can not believe that it could narrow, I thought so and you will stay with the broken point.

- On the cream, grease, - Hasan threw a tube at her, - but not inside, durekha! Outside - let him rest until the evening.Come on suck on.

Nastya relieved sighed, after yesterday's, her entire crotch was burning with fire and gave a aching pain. But there was no abrasion - they worked neatly with her, just rubbed it hard. But now she needs to get used to. She turned around and continued to suck.

- Why don't you moan like yesterday? Well, yes, I got used to bigger sizes, - Hasan continued the banter over a sucking head, - this is work, and yesterday was a pleasure. And to earn it again - you need to work hard.

“Okay, enough for now.” Put on your clothes, - and threw clothes on the bed to her on the bed, it was a veil, but not the usual, but a shortened version - put it on your naked body.

After Nastya put on this outfit, Hasan led her to the mirror - from above it was a usual burqa that completely hid the face, but further, the fabric hung not to the ground, as it should be, but only 10 centimeters below the buttocks, vulgarly opening on display the bare thighs of a woman.

“I can't go out like that,” Nastya whimpered, already knowing what would come out.

Hasan himself knew that she didn’t do so with impunity for a long time, so they quickly, under the goggles of the working staff and other people, left the hotel.

Further, Hasan drove Nastya to various cosmetology sites. Nastya completely removed her hair in intimate places, injections increased the size and volume of her lips, put on make-up. All these people saw her outfit and her nakedness under him, and this even more humiliated the woman. But this turned out to be little for the Caucasians, and in order to humiliate Nastya even more when it got dark, he stopped and threw her out of the car on the highway outside the city. The woman was very frightened and tried to get back into the car, but only heard the locks of the mothers slam. Although it was a road outside the city, it was not empty. With the onset of darkness, it was poor Arabs who stood waiting for work and a white-skinned woman in a burqa with bare legs immediately caught their attention. The girl began hysterically tugging at the closed doors and tried to return to the car through a half-open window out of despair, but could not get through, and was stuck in the window. Thus, she worsened her position even more - having bent down strongly, she completely exposed her buttocks to the headlights of cars passing by at high speed.

It seemed that the approaching group of Arabs had completely lost control from such a spectacle and would simply tear the woman apart. But Hasan calmly got out of the car, took out a gun and pointed it at the people approaching. An angry Caucasian with a pistol, worked on them as an invisible barrier and they stopped a few meters from the car, starting to move backwards. Hasan, in Arabic, ominously cried out: “Dogs, you want to look - look, but whoever approaches her closer than three meters will get a bullet in the head! Clear her way! ”

Hasan did this not for the first time and knew how to fear these cowards for their skins, although there were times when they had to shoot in the air.

- This hour you will walk from a hundred meters, and then we eat on. No one will do anything to you. And if you don’t take yourself in hand this hour, here you will remain to break this crowd, - Hasan got into the car and lowered the window that pressed Nastya, - let's move!

The men timidly stepped aside, but continued to observe how the woman with her knees trembling with fear slowly began to move along the road, and an expensive car accompanied her in a meter behind her. By gait, it was obvious that she was very afraid - her legs got knitted so that she almost fell a couple of times. A group of people were whistling and commenting out loud. There were more Arabs, but warned by their comrades-in-arms, they did not climb on the rampage, slowly accompanying the car and the girl. Gradually, the woman calmed down ... Read more →