- Now, now my baby.

The guy decided to check why the dick does not climb. I cried out in pain when a hot, dry finger penetrated into me ...

- Ahhhhh so you're dry!

Well, the stump is clear, from where I will be wet there! Well this is not a cunt, it does not moisten itself there, but you did not lubricate me. I nodded my head, making it clear what a good fellow he was, that I guessed right. My "lover" cried directly into the anus and now his finger slipped inside easily and almost pleasantly. Since I never finished, the excitement that lurked was somewhere in the corners of consciousness - it flooded again.

Spitting again, he entered me in one motion. It was damn inconvenient to stand: bending over, half-bent, with hands bound behind his back. Yes, and podmahivat member in the ass. I tried as best I could, so that the peasant would rather finish: she moaned, sat down, squeezed the muscles of the anus around her dick as best she could. But still, I was soaked when at last the man drove his cock deep and twitched. When he came out, I slid down the wall to the floor.

- You are a good whore, Katyukha

Lighting a cigarette, said the man.

I sat on the dirty floor, my eyes closed and I came to myself. Legs trembled from tension, in the ass again the wind was walking. Here I am able to find adventures on my ass. And in the literal and figurative sense. Well, the devil drank to drink with two companions, and then play cards ... I opened my eyes at the sound of a slammed door. Eft, while I walked away from the fucking and indulged in thoughts, the man smoked and left the platform. Prezik! Where is he going? On the floor, no, took with you? I got up with difficulty. To do this, first had to kneel down and only then managed to stand up. The man was nowhere to be seen, apparently he had gone into his compartment. Stop! Set aside a panic! He did not take with him a used gum? So threw in the trash. I turned my back and lifted the lid. Curving, I saw a rubber band. Gandon with sperm lay right on top. With great difficulty, I managed to take it and I went to my compartment. After all that happened, I quietly, without haste, walked around the car. As if it should be. And almost opposite the door of his compartment caught the eye of a conductor. What the fuck is this for me? Well, where the hell did she carry this aunt in the middle of the night?

Of course, I quickly darted through the open door, but she saw everything, and followed her.

Zhenya explained to her for a long time that “everything is voluntary”, “this is a game like this”, that “a girl likes being humiliated”, but she decided everything “do you want it otlizhet”? And I had to sit on the floor - lick pussy conductor. Not to say that I had no “pink experience” at all. In a hostel with the girls drunk on something that just did not work, well, here, honestly, there was little pleasant. Well at least the mouth was released and the tongue was given to knead. The conductor never finished, no matter how hard I tried, although she pressed my face into her crotch as if she wanted to shove me there. Yes, and she left seemingly pleased, maybe she had finished, only quietly somehow.

- Prezik where?

Eldar inquired about it. I turned my back on him and opened my hand, demonstrating a “catch”.

- Well done! Well ka show your ass!

Since I already had my back to him, it was not difficult for the guy to push me so that I fell on my knees and lay down on my stomach on the shelf. Immediately my torturer parted his buttocks, whistled, “Wow, how smashed! What you need "and maznuv something for lubrication, put the head to the ajar anus.

I was expecting another rough invasion, but he apparently wanted another. Instead, my lover introduced a member slowly, and that made it even more painful. No, there was no pain, but the way he smoothly moved apart the walls, plunged into the depths ...I felt his every wreath. A sigh of pleasure escaped against my will. So keen were the sensations. With such slow, smooth, almost gentle movements, he pumped my ass for another fifteen minutes, until he was poured right inside me. Having held the member for some time inside, forcing me to die of pleasure, he took it out and immediately tucked the ass with a cucumber from the table.

- so it does not follow!

He commented under Zhenya's approving grin.

Then he unzipped the handcuffs and fastened me with one hand to the handle sticking out of the wall. Then he gave in his mouth suck already limp member.

- Can I ... Have a drink.

- And why not ...

- some water ...

I whispered when I saw Eldar pick up a bottle of vodka.

- No, for you - a special cocktail!

With these words, he splashed half a glass of vodka and left the compartment. He returned a few minutes later with the same plastic cup, but already filled with a yellow liquid.

- This cocktail is called “Omitted”, drink in one gulp!

Exhaling deeply, I pressed to the glass. Well, in principle, I already expected that there will be. Certainly not lemonade. Vodka, and so not very cold, in half with warm urine taste was predotvratny! I have never understood those who turn "golden rain". When I drank this bitter-salty, nasty mixture in one gulp, I almost vomited. But I managed to keep it in myself.

- Umnichka. Good night baby!

Eldar patted my head. jumped on the top shelf and turned off the light.

And I tried to get comfortable. There was a terrible taste in her mouth, buttered ass and cucumber-filled itchiness, but the sweet languor required an orgasm in the lower abdomen. I did not reach the water table, and began to settle for the night. I was trying not to tinkle handcuffs, began to stroke her pussy. But through the tape did not feel anything. Carefully peeling it off (thank God it was clean shaven, I imagine if there were hairs) I felt like the accumulated moisture irrigated my fingers. A few touches to the pea clitoris, a few movements and so long-awaited orgasm rolled at me. I even had to bite my lip so as not to moan. Gently gluing everything in place, and sitting comfortably so that the cucumber delivers a minimum of discomfort, I closed my eyes. Tomorrow will bring new flour, humiliation and ... Excitement.

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In the morning, they pushed me two hours before arrival, unfastened, removed the scotch tape and sent me to wash. Take out the cucumber banned. During the night, the ass got used to a foreign object and he did not deliver discomfort. Having stretched her skirt and the topic stained with my secretions, I went to the toilet. With great pleasure I rinsed my mouth and brushed my teeth, finally getting rid of the unpleasant taste in my mouth. But for how long? At the same time I went in a small way, but the urinary was just ready to explode. How little is sometimes needed for happiness ?! I went back to the compartment, knowing full well that new torments await me. And a strange thing, besides fear and doom, in the depths of the soul curiosity and waiting for some miracle lurked somewhere. So that something seems to bore me in this trip will not have to.

- Undress

Zhenya declared as soon as I entered. I pulled off the topic right away, but didn’t have enough time. He just bent me over the table in one motion and pulled up my little skirt.

- Spread the bread!

In obedience to the command, I, as widely as I could, spread my buttocks apart. Zhenya began to study my holes with curiosity. He puffed on the genital lips, pinching them between his fingers and pulling them off, he thrust his fingers into me and there he moved them apart, or played with a pea clit. I started up in earnest, and when he began to loosen the cucumber “ingrown” in the ass, I almost finished it.

- No, no!

Eugene smiled, noticing my frequent breathing, and stopped petting pussy. During the night, the muscles of the anus shrank, and the ass got used to a foreign object, perceiving it as "its". Therefore, he did not want to leave my hole. The movements with which Eugene shook the vegetable responded with sharp sensations in a tired ass. And the memories of what worked with me ... Read more →