I always took care of Katka, the younger sister. And when she called in one of the beautiful evenings, I rushed to her without hesitation. Katka successfully married, and now she and her husband lived in a penthouse in one of the newly built houses in the center. My sister's voice in the phone was weeping, and besides, I clearly could see strange strange sounds. “She does blowjob or something?” - I thought then, not knowing how close I was to the truth.

Katkin's husband met me in their huge hallway and, silently taking him by the elbow, dragged me into the bedroom. Cyril was a large man, what is called the oblique sazhen in the shoulders. I did not even have time to throw off the shoes on the heels, resolutely it was not possible to resist Katka’s husband.

In the bedroom, near the huge sex spot, sat Katka. Her face was tear-stained, and tears were copious - two dark paths stretched down her cheeks. But the strangest thing was not this, but the fact that her face and breasts, almost naked with the most transparent shirt, were filled with sperm. The picture was complemented by a bruise under the eye.

- What's going on here? - I almost froze in shock, but Cyril did not allow me to blunt him, literally flinging him onto a crumpled bed.

“Did you know your sister was a whore?” - Katinkin yelled husband. - Such a whore that has found not one lover, but fucked at once with two.

I didn’t even mumble anything in her excuse - my sister often shared delights from two men at once.

“I decided,” Kirill continued, more calmly, “to provide her with the pleasure of parking.” Only I will not sleep with her anymore, except for the sake of diversity I can finish in my mouth. And you, Vika, will take her place on the marriage bed. Maybe the difference and I will not notice.

Katka and I are very similar - both blue-eyed blondes with gorgeous, slightly curly hair. Only I am more feminine with large breasts and sharp hips. And the sister is an angel in the flesh with a flawless angelic face, small mouth and huge innocent eyes. Recently, she, however, almost caught up with me in the volume of the breast - made plastic, and such that it was possible to play with her boobs, without fear of damaging the implants.

- Are you out of your mind, Kira? - I was indignant and wanted to get out of bed.

Cyril easily prevented this by putting his paw on my shoulder, and looked sternly at his wife.

- Vika, well, please! - Katka sobbed plaintively, splitting her lips in sperm residues.

And Cyril explained:

- According to the marriage contract for treason, she will fly out of here in what the mother gave birth. Besides, you introduced us. And plus, this bitch claims that you were aware of her adventures and did not even try to prevent it. This is true?

- Not at all!

“Anyway, I'll fuck you today.” It depends on you how obedient you will be, so this bitch will continue her comfortable existence. Only hui now she will choose me. So you will resist - tomorrow your sister will go to the panel, anyway she doesn’t know how to do anything else. You will do everything as I want - everything will be okay for her. But today I will have you - let him see that he has set everyone up.

Kirill didn’t put the case on hold - he squeezed my chest so hard that I almost caught my breath. It's good that I was in a tight bust, otherwise, I fear, and the bruise would remain. In any case, it was uncomfortable to be seriously looked for by her sister's husband, and even before her eyes. But I did not dare to object, meekly letting Cyril explore his body.

- Undress! - Cyril ordered me when he was bored with amusing himself with my clothed chest.

I did not hesitate for long - Katka's gaze from the bottom up was so plaintive that I got up and took off my skirt blouse, remaining in a maroon-black sexy outfit and black stockings with an ornament on the sides.

At that moment the entrance bell rang.I looked at Katkoy uncomprehendingly, and Cyril looked at me in such a way that I almost choked on it - the look that had taken my body was carnivorous, and it became clear to me that I was being fucked today without any sentiments.

- All remain in their places, - Cyril shouted and left.

I was so shocked, barely holding on to my wadded legs, that I didn’t even have time to spill at least a word with my sister when her husband returned to the company of two almost as hefty men.

- These are my teammates in the Closed Men's Club. Marat and Vitaly. Today they will fuck a whore as she likes. And you, Vika, will watch, without stopping, how they do it. In your head should fit, how bad for my health to change. Do not forget, you are now replacing my wife in bed with the amendment that your sister is a whore. - Cyril turned to his friends. - This will fuck, but this does not touch.

- OK, - Marat grinned. - Just how can we not confuse them.

- No problem.

Cyril raised his wife, who started whining, looking at the new characters, unfolded her ass and tilted it forcibly. Then he pulled up a short flared hem of his shirt. Katkina ass was covered with transparent lace shorts, confidently depicting slices of cunt.

Panties were strong. Cyril jerked them once, for another, the whole body of the sister set about by the shaking of ruthless movements, and the matter could not stand it, remaining rags in a huge hand. I even shuddered when my sister appeared in a completely obscene way in front of two unfamiliar males. Her pussy, completely devoid of vegetation, shone with neat lips. Humbly humiliatingly, Katka, however, did not dare to resist, and everyone saw the tattoo on the tailbone itself. Twisted patterned letters read: "Yours forever." I scolded her for a long time when she visited the tattoo parlor. To which the sister objected: “I did not write the name. And now anyone who will have me behind will be imbued with the moment.

The guys imbued with, looking at the sister who was bent in the most picturesque pose, with a bare, elastic ass, with a cunt promising pleasure, with a tattoo suggesting eternal use of holes. Marat and Vitaly’s trousers were raised in the groin area, it seems that they had already seen their members in this neat hole, and maybe in the rays of the anus, which was also barely visible and clearly visible in bright light.

Cyril slapped hard on the bulging ass, and Katka flew away with a screech to get huddled between the fireplace and the shelf, on which, like the irony of fate, stood a large wedding photo. A sister with huge eyes of horror watched the guys undress without taking their eyes off her body, barely covered with a transparent nightie. And when the guys were completely naked, her eyes widened very very wide - it was only now irrevocably realized that two males would fuck her now. Wherever they want, as they want and as long as they want. Her desires are no longer taken into account. Like, it seems, and mine.

Observing, perhaps with the same big eyes as my sister, on two huge members standing, ready to eat Katka, I missed the moment when Cyril approached me and grabbed me by the crotch. From surprise, I squeaked and jumped. However, it was too late - it seemed to me that the panties were completely stuffed into me on male fingers.

“Well, what is she,” he nodded down, pointing to the place where he had rudely invaded, “ready to pay for your sister?”

I did not even have time to say anything, as Cyril pulled out his fingers, and then jerked my panties so that they stretched almost to the navel and pierced my pussy with a cutting pain, almost cutting it into two halves.

- I do not hear the answer!

“Yes, yes,” I barely whispered, feeling the tape hurt my clit, “she’s ready.”

My torturer was a little distracted by Marat. Katka had not too sweet. By this time, the thin straps of the comb were torn off, ...