I woke up from the fact that in me some dick. Asleep, I thought - what a wonderful dream, how long ago I hadn’t fucked, didn’t hear these vulgar squish sounds, didn’t feel like a man ... stop! I am not sleeping!!!

Consciousness began to return to me along with the increasing swotting and low moaning. Willy-nilly, I felt the heat in my lower abdomen and how my juices flow down my widely spread legs. Judging by the coolness, I was naked, and lay down on my stomach on the bed. Judging by the smell, I was at home! Stop-stop, but I remember exactly that I did not invite anyone to visit and calmly went to bed after the aromatic bath, which had removed all the stresses and fatigue of the working day. I read the book and turned off the light.

Opening my eyes was very scary. Violence, although in your home, still remains violence, what if there are 15 cattle around and everyone will fuck me? Strange, but at this thought, a terrible heat rolled over me - I imagined how all these males would now insert their dicks into my hot pussy, blowing in a circle, squeezing their tits and shoving dicks in their mouths ... and I finished, quite groaning loudly.

The member stopped for a few seconds, and then began his work again, he worked at a furious pace - a hot, stone, lively piston, a huge male nature. Involuntarily, I started podmahivat, trying to maintain the pace of fucking. Suddenly a member left my cozy cave, and I was suddenly turned around and forced to sit on my knees, dick poked in my mouth, and I opened my lips, letting him in me. In the throat struck a hot stream of fragrant seed, and I moved my head, trying to get rid of the penis. It was not there, they held me tightly by my hair, not allowing me to move, and turned the cock in my mouth. Had to swallow sperm. I was still afraid to open my eyes.

I felt that I was naked, that my hands were free and I was sitting on my bed. Breathing shallowly, I waited for further action, but my hands disappeared from my head, there was a crackle of zip and rustling, a rustle, the door of my apartment opened and closed. I listened. It was quiet, and it was felt that there was no one in the dwelling. Risking open my eyes, I discovered that I was sitting naked on my bed, fucked and my face in sperm.

Having taken a shower, I lay down on the bed again, not understanding what had happened. Before dawn, having turned in my bed (and twice masturbated from the memories), I got up and immediately discovered how the rapist got into my apartment - I had a balcony, and the second floor and the tree under it provided an excellent platform to get to me home

Remembering yesterday evening, I blushed - without drawing the curtains, I sat at the laptop and watched porn for a long time, wielding my favorite vibrator in my pussy. Someone from the neighboring house was obviously tempted by charms ... And there were charms, yes. Good size breasts, flat stomach, long legs, shaved pussy, bulging sporty ass. Yeah ... yesterday, I was still spinning in front of the mirror with this vibrator, arched in the back, licking a dick in my juices ... what a normal man would refuse a bitch in fuck?

Having promised myself that in the evening I would not forget to close the balcony, I got ready for work and left. This whole long day I did not work. I recalled how I was fucked, how a member splashed delicious sperm in my mouth, how low my unbidden lover groaned, how his strong hands held my thighs.

All evening I did not find a place for myself. She lay in the bathroom for a long time, then she smeared herself with fragrant oil, carefully selecting all that was required. and ... I didn't close the balcony.

He came at one in the morning — the dark silhouette leaped over the fence of the balcony and froze. I held my breath, but my pussy began to whine. He quietly entered and crouched beside me. I looked at him through half-closed eyelids. For obvious reasons, I couldn’t see the facial features, but my shoulders were wide, my hair was pulled at the back of my head, and my robber was tall and, apparently, young.

I rolled over on my stomach, sort of like in a dream, and as if by chance I put up my butt. I didn’t cover myself in the summer, and now my butt was peeking out from under the satin short nightie. Immediately a hot palm fell on her, and a slow downward movement began. The hands were strong and demanding, but very gentle, they were moving in a circular motion closer and closer to my pussy, which was already running out of juice. The unusual situation, the remnants of fear and lust did their job - I was ready to fuck even with Bin Laden, even with Ukupnik, if only he had a member.

And then handcuffs were fastened on my wrists. I jerked and opened my eyes, but it was too late. A night visitor sat tightly on my legs and pulled my hair back, making me sag.

- you thought, I do not hear that you are not sleeping and sniffing excitedly, my kitty is lustful? - in his low voice he could hear mockery and desire, - I fucked you yesterday, and today I fuck you if you would like it or not. I will turn on the light, and if you scream, seal your mouth with a plaster and fuck in the back without lubrication.

I was silent, unable to resist.

- smart, silent, then we will fuck gently and for a long time. I promise that I will pump you a couple of hours, you'll like it.

With these words, he got out of bed and turned on the light. He turned to face me, and I saw an unfamiliar boy of 24 years old — he had dark blond long hair, bright blue eyes, and a visible scar across his face. He was dressed in dark pants, and his broad shoulders were covered in a black T-shirt.

He unbuttoned his fly, from where a fat dick popped up, and headed towards me.

- I liked it so much as you had fun yesterday with rubber dick that I could not resist. you even sleep fucking nicely, like a log of a log lies, and the whole is flowing, all narrow, tight. for a long time these beauties are not fucked.

With these words, he turned me over onto my back, stood over me and began to examine everything from short black hair on my head to long spread legs. I quickly breathed from fear and lust, from which my chest heaved violently, and my hands, enclosed in handcuffs from behind, made my boobs even more desirable. Not surprisingly, he grabbed them in the first thing.

- will not you bite? He whispered, approaching my lips.

I silently shook my head, fascinated by the proximity of such a male, and licked my lips. He put a hand on my nape and pressed his lips to my mouth. He bit my lips, and my tongue penetrated almost into my throat, he kissed me so deeply, sucked up my lips, and I was suffocating under his weight and all the time I felt a heavy cock with which he pressed against the bottom of my stomach.

Unconsciously, I tried to snuggle closer to him, stick my pussy in my dick and let him into my wet slit, but he was in no hurry. Thrusting the fingers of one hand into my mouth, the other he let him walk all over his body. I sucked his fingers, and he squeezed my chest, bit and twisted my nipples, spanked on them and almost bit into them. I wanted so much to free my hands, grab his dick and plunge my pussy into my burning fire and juice, and I squirmed and moaned with desire.

Apparently, he was in no hurry to go anywhere, did not hurry to quickly fuck me and dump on all four sides.

He again took up my lips, biting them more furiously, and I sucked his tongue, losing my mind from lust, substituted his boobs for him, spread his legs wider and wiped his thigh on his penis. Finally, he got rid of his pants finally, pulled off a T-shirt and hung over me.

I was examining hard breasts and stone muscles, a flat stomach, but my gaze was striving down to where a barbarian, twisted, thick, crooked, and long member rose from the dark shoots. In length, he reached, perhaps, 25 centimeters, and in diameter ... I remembered from yesterday that this handsome man filled my whole mouth.

He noticed my interest and sat down so that his cock swayed in front of my face. I was fascinated looking at him and, it seems, even licked.

- Do not bite, if I stuff in your mouth? He grinned.

I shook my head negatively, I wanted so much that this huge fat dick fell into my mouth, that I had forgotten about propriety in general. There was only a mad female who saw a member and wanted him.

- Well, that's great, I think you will suck him diligently, like an excellent schoolgirl. Suck dick!

With these words, he inserted his dick into my already open mouth, and I began to suck. I wanted him to praise me and well fucked, so I tried. Licking his scrotum, the trunk, sucking on the red head, leading her tongue all over the hot member, sucking the eggs in her mouth, sucking the penis, probably almost completely, because she wanted him so much that the brain refused.

Holding my head with his hands, he stuck my mouth on his dick, trying to thrust him deeper. Sometimes I even managed to put it in my throat, and I almost could not breathe, barely holding back the gagging urge. But, oddly enough, I even liked it.

I was already flowing, so that the sheets were soaked under me, and probably even the sofa, when he decided to fuck me.

Calling me a bitch, he lifted me out of bed and ordered me to stand up to his booty and bend down as far as possible. I obeyed him, and he started working in my wet pussy with two, and then three fingers quickly, powerfully, just tearing me apart. Then he abruptly pulled out my fingers and inserted them into my ass. I shuddered in surprise, but he didn’t take out his fingers.

- Well, I'll fuck you, as promised. Before long and long.

And finally a member of my pussy. My night guest inserted his dick incredibly long, stretching pleasure and my pussy at the same time. He held my hips, but my legs were still shaking, so I wanted to fuck. Putting my upper body on the table, he began to thrust a dick at me slowly, so sweetly and sweetly that I wanted to scream from the growing pleasure without haste.

A fat cock twisted and turned in a narrow pussy, fingers of one hand played in my ass, and the other measured, but firmly spanked me on the ass.

How many poses we changed in two hours, I do not remember. I remember that my head and shoulders lay on the floor, and the priest was raised almost vertically up, I remember that he was fucking me on the side at a frantic pace, squeezing my leg painfully, I remember that he let me lick my juices from my dick, I remember that rode on him when he sat in the chair. I remember that he fucked me on the table, on the washing machine and right on the carpet. I finished, running out of juices and shouting, then under him, then on him, and he still moved, as if wound up, changing tempo and poses, but his cock seemed to be getting bigger and hotter. I remember that he fucked me right on the balcony, and I looked into the lightening sky, and moaned, not even trying to hold back, I remember that the early dogman stopped downstairs and, opening his mouth, looked like a nude chick with big boobs fucked right above him. I remember that he led me back and made me masturbate in front of him. When he finished on my face, I was even a little upset that he did not give me his sperm.

He left without saying goodbye, when the summer Saturday morning was quite bright. All day I was falling out of my hands, and now it's evening, and I finish writing my story, and, naked, I wait, desperately waiting for the dark silhouette to fly through the window, he will enter the room and stick his dick in my mouth ...