Come on, Petenka, I'll pick up a shirt for you, I'm tired of your official look. And I wanted to catch the button, but Peter stopped again - no, it suits you, darling, just stay and immediately, even the opposite - he unfastened the bottom button for me. I immediately broke out my intimate haircut and inscriptions that were there. We began to choose a shirt. Petit had an athletic body. We chose a luxurious short-sleeved shirt that emphasizes his muscles. Drove, meanwhile, left the doctor and stared at the door in amazement. We still chose a shirt, never looked around. Now screaming drove were forced to turn around.

There was a poster on the whole door, which depicted a girl - it was I, in person! From the clothes: with one single feather on the head and a necklace around the neck, and a golden belt on the hips, I stood in a ballet take-off pose with a single-leg sling. Quite accurately, the relief of my past vegetation on the pussy was preserved. And oh my God: even the location of moles on the inside of the thigh. Exact copy from my photo.

And the inscription: “The auction for the married Olga will take place on Saturday. Entry on medical certificates. Consultations with shop sellers. So auction tomorrow what? Yes, the decision was for tomorrow. But there are already those who wish - there are 8 of them - they have paid for the certificates and are ready today, that you have suddenly been summoned for today.

We paid for the shirt and the drink. Left in the store 3050rub. The seller, having deliberately defaced my chest again and said: “Olga, give the check to Luce, she asked.” What for? Well, can compensate you, I do not know. We left the store. Lucy, when she saw my sprawled breasts and a changed intimate hairstyle, immediately ordered: undo a button. Sarafanchik fell. And after reading the inscriptions on her back, she commanded: scramble to the doctors, let our doctor check too. I went naked back to the store.

All the tests were taken from me again, and at the same time I managed to suck both the doctor himself and both sellers. I had the whole triple sperm cocktail almost completely ironed. So, coming out of the store, I first shared sperm in passionate kisses with my husband-cockerel.

I was put forward a little and then the whole crowd reached out. Yes, I'm going naked! And once I was afraid to look like naked, but now I'm from the store and before the summer house I go completely naked no longer at night, but during the day. Looking back, I realized: the crowd is fueled by onlookers. Incomparable Olga on fuck lead, spread the message in the dacha village. How to lead. HEAD. GOLF? YES, naked! And the husband is with her, he wonders how his wife will be fucked! Oh come on, yes, here he comes from behind. And our Cockerel had to bow. And when the auction. At 21 o'clock And the mass of specific estimated exclamations; and so all 500 meters. I was shocked. That's how I was advertised. Although why not? Being a thing for auction is probably not every woman lucky.

Of course, enormous attention was riveted to Peter and Lucy's dacha, Petushk and I were taken into the depths of the garden where we were met by three young people dressed in artistic costumes. And the rest of the company is located on the nearest approaches of the garden, which would fry kebabs and at the same time answer the questions of onlookers who stuck to the fence.

The guys were from the entertainment and restaurant center, which was not far from this holiday village. This center was the property of Peter, more precisely Peter and Lucy. Not paying attention to her husband, Petushka, they turned me around in a dance very naturally, explaining to me along the way how the dance part of the auction would be built. First of all, they showed the features of the Hugest gazebo, which for a time was turned into a demonstration and dance floor.They appreciated my level of dance abilities, the ability to behave relaxed ... I really liked returning to my dance element, which for me disappeared 17 years ago.

Of course, we would not have been able to create a single composition of three dancing dressed men and one naked lady with a heavy bust from one rehearsal. To perform these or other elements, a corset was needed so that my breasts would not fly apart with a sweep in different directions. But Lucy demanded - let him be naked. Then suddenly it turned out that the rooster husband had captured my official office clothes on eight sticking buttons. Got all my dress right from the back pocket of the pants. I pulled on these 8 buttons and tried to make elements at which before my boobs could come off. Now, of course, they also protruded themselves bare, but at least they held out without undue amplitude.

We rehearsed these steps again and again. Then they took this little dress off me again. And I went to call Lucy. We returned with Lucy - showed how we can not do this or that when I'm naked, as well as manage to do nicely already with this dress. Lucy was delighted with such a dress. I was so excited that I wanted to attend the rehearsal. But what is there - we literally had minutes before the appointed time. Lucy said - Lano was convinced - let's put on this grid dress. Well, it's nice - from the pleasure that everything is so creatively formed and from the unexpected help from the rooster, we are charged with crazy energy. The simplest chairs and stools, who brought what, quickly stuck to the improvised scene. Determine the auction step - 500 rubles. The starting rate, according to the check in the store - is 3500 rubles. Who is bigger?

And the music went. No one does, nor what rates until we danced the first minute. Send rates 4000, 4500 and without hesitation took over 10,000. We dance the next dance. Auction as demanded by Lucy ended in half an hour and always in the nude. Eight buttons were stretched and everything that was the most difficult was done while the boobs were still pushing buttons. And here Lucy announces that the winner is not any money in the amount of 27,500 rubles. does not give, but goes with his prize to the store and returns with a drink, snack and a check for 27,500 rubles. And let her husband go back and drags the drink he bought at the store. The winner can immediately start lap-kissing his concubine. But the fuck will be only on the second floor of our mansion - all night!

I was led to some businessman standing nearby in shorts. The guy was quite nice, and I rushed into a hickey, hanging on his neck. At the same time they helped me to take the stand, which was on the photo-poster in a local shop. He himself was stunned by the perversions of my playful hands. We were taken out of the gate. We, kissing with him, went to the store. Cock went after him. Boris just introduced a businessman. Olga - I also briefly introduced myself. And we went with him kissing and kissing.

On the way to the store, I had to say that for the sake of the auction, I dynamite a meeting scheduled for today with 14 men. And all Olga comes down here, said Boris, and in a businesslike manner he thrust several fingers deep into my pussy at once. I was very excited and only spread my plump legs for his further passage of his hand only wider. And how much do you take from fucking with such a crowd? asked businessman Boris, twisting fingers in my pussy. From excitement and heat, I could not answer anything, but I answered: “I do not take anything. Just coming off. " Seeing how quickly I flew away from his hands, he finally stopped tormenting me - took out his hand. And we were able to continue the path to the store. All the juices that were on his hand, he also wiped in a businesslike manner on my own tits.

I also told him. Boria, if you are not greedy and will share with me with other men for tonight, then you will see an unusual orgasm on my part. On that Borya noticed, so you and the fucking house owners and your husband will fuck you like that. It is so!? Yes, of course, but the main thing is that they see how I fuck with you. Well, then, you, Olga, do you need a demonstruhu? ... Read more →