as if she was going to pee. Groping the device with her hand, the girl sent it to pussy. Slightly twisted her booty, the head spread her lips and fell inside.

"Ah!", - the beauty shuddered, stopped for a second ... And continued to push the bull's horn. Several cautious frictions, pisya tight ring wrapped around the base of the penis. Sweet, familiar feeling of pleasant fullness seized the girl. I wanted to strengthen it, and the young prostitute began podmahivat backwards up and down, up and down. First a quick step, after a trot and finally a gallop !!! Sponges splashed about Michael's eggs. Sveta tilted back, leaning on her partner's knees. Her erect mounds of boobs shuddered to the beat of each fit. Then Mikhail pressed the girl to his chest, and sharply raising his pelvis, he began to hammer the first-year student into the coveted hole.
- “ААААААААА!” - mum's daughter cried.

Michael stopped abruptly, - "Come from behind!"

Sveta immediately understood what was going on and obediently stood with cancer facing the door, and her ass to the head of the bed.

- "No not like this! - corrected the lover, - "I want you to be able to look at yourself, get up across the bed facing the mirror."

The girl stopped waiting, in the most, as she thought, depraved position. Mikhail came up from behind and hugged the young temptress by the waist. The spectacle was really amazing! A fat big guy attached himself to a miniature schoolgirl standing with cancer. With a hairy boulder, he hung behind a defenseless girl.

- “Kick the back!”

Sveta stretched out her arms and clumsily bent upwards, raising her back and dropping her ass. Pose of male gorilla.

- “Not so!” - corrected Michael.

- "And how?" - turned the girl.

- “Put your hands in front of you, like at school at your desk ... Here! Good! Now lay your chin on them ... clever! "

The back itself erotically arched, and the priest stubbed out and opened, giving the whole two sweet holes to the male.

- "Baby, call me by name and ask me to fuck!" - suddenly offered a man - "Mikhail Valentinovich - I am!"

“Fuck me, Mikhail Valentinovich,” the girl whispered in her languorous voice.

- “Ask for a rougher one, use a swear word!”

- “Ebazza?”

- "YES!"

- "Fuck me, Mikhail Valentinovich."

- “Where, please ?! How you talk to your elders, bitch! ”

- “Fuck me, please, Mikhail Valentinovich!”

- "Louder !!!" - followed by a loud slap on the ass.

“PLEASE ME, PLEASE, MIKHAIL VALENTINOVICH !!!” - almost shouted Sveta.

Michael put the end to the hole, and sharply pulling the hips, he pushed the girl on the very eggs.

“AAAA !!!” shouted Sveta and arched her.

“What does papin like, end, daughter?” The fat man continued to dream.

- "Yes, daddy!" - picked up the game talented whore.

- “If I had such a daughter as you, Sveta, I would fuck her every day from morning till night!”

“Oh yes, Dad, fuck me, please fuck, how much do you want! ...”

Mikhail's meaty fat ass shuddered with every thrust. Slap Slap Slap! Eggs hit the belly, ass and pussy girls.

Michael climbed his feet on the bed and began to drive the curve in the pussy as a dog in a bitch. Chubby puffing mammoth! Sveta truly baldela:

- “Daddy, I love to fuck with you so much !!!”

Michael turned his mistress on his back, and, sitting on his knees, entered the girl. At first, she gave just spreading legs, later her lover pulled them up, breaking the Light almost in half. A minute later, the man stuck his palms over the ass and captured the girl holding her up.

Suddenly, Mikhail snarled, like a wild beast, pulled a member out of the vagina, tore off a condom and a powerful white jet sprayed on the girl's chest. More and more fountain! Separate drops flew right up to the boobs. A long milk path ran down my tummy.

After the shower, Mikhail did not let the girl go. About once again fucked the beauty on the table, bar counter and the tiled floor of her euro-kitchen, and only then my mother's daughter was allowed to go home.For the girl, the second fuck was like a fog. Already coming out of the doorway, Sveta came to herself, realizing that she still squeezes in her fist a crisp green piece of paper with a portrait of the American president.