We had the last massage session last, the holiday was over. It was the most expensive massage and was called the Sultan, I did not order it myself and my course was over. With explanations of the masseur, the Sultan was made into four hands, and I was already nervous in advance, not knowing what to expect and how to behave, recalling the previous times. But it seems that Baikal has already thought of everything, and when we came announced that there is no way to do a massage here and we must go to the pavilion to the neighboring hotel. But he doesn’t have a car, only a scooter, and he will take my wife for a massage, and I will walk on foot, as here is near. His wife looked at me questioningly, and I worried how she would react to this proposal, agreed.

- Ed, I'll come on foot, here near, okay?

- Well, just do not linger - and she smiled and went to Baikal sitting on her technique. Lana was in sandals, short blue shorts and a white T-shirt without a bra, sat behind her she took him by the waist. Cerde burst out of her chest with excitement, looking at how they were leaving, to which I sent my wife, and what I want, why she went so easily alone - questions were running around in her head. Having tormented myself, I decided that the suspense would not suit me and decided to speed up my arrival.

In a taxi in five minutes I was at the right entrance to the hotel. Indeed, there was the same pavilion with the inscription massage as our hotel with the Baikal scooter at the entrance, and I confess I was worried what to do if there was nothing here. By the time it turned out that we broke up about ten minutes ago, so I decided to calm down and smoke a little. A little more and I gently opened the door - the same typical layout, the next open door and the partition behind which is quiet music and conversation in Turkish. I walked slowly and quietly forward and turning left saw a part of the massage table from behind the screen. Lana was lying on her stomach, and on the side he was kneading her thigh with Baikal, having noticed me, he smiled as usual, and nodded quizzically to his wife. I nodded in response, feeling my breath immediately losing my breath and the massage therapist again took up my wife. I went a little further to see a more complete picture, the spouse was completely naked again, only the upper half of the ass and lower back were covered with a cape, her face was in a special hole in the table, and her second masseur kneaded her shoulders, square and slightly fat in white sports pants and the shirt. Glancing at me, he asked Baikal something in his own way, he answered with a little laugh and they stopped paying attention to me. Reaching my wife's backside, Baikal asked for something else for the masseur and he gave him a round roller.

- Lift up please - he put his hand under his waist and pulled Lana up, she obediently raised his ass and the roller was put under the stomach.

“Ok, good, comfortable,” asked Baikal, massaging her to the very bottom of her buttocks, from which the cape slid down onto her waist, completely exposing her beautiful look — a slightly tanned, expressive ass with a white triangle from the bikini on top.

- Yes - she pulled her hands up putting them to rest near the head.

The second massage therapist went down below and began to smooth her back and sides, sometimes throwing shiny hands under her belly and fingers touching the edge of her breast. I leaned against the wall just to the right of the table and watched as Baikal was already kneading her buttocks with soft movements. Gradually, his fingers touched the nodule of the anus covered with short dark hairs, the halves of the backside of my wife twitched and tensed.

- Relax, it is impossible - Baikal lightly slapped her on the ass.

- All is well, this is a sultan-massage, everybody likes it - once again he slammed it very easily.

- It will be good, relax.

“I don’t want to be there,” Lana tried to raise herself, but the second masseur gently held her back.Baikal turned to me, but I looked at my wife's butt exposed in front of the Turks.

- Everything will be fine there, relax, everything is fine, no one sees, well - the massage therapist muttered and shifted lower, his wife went limp again. On her thighs developed, he moved in between the thighs, and then went up. Dark fingers came up to her short-cut lips and, after several passes along the crack, the massage therapist slightly spread her legs to my wife. Now he gently kneaded the surroundings of her lips, shifted, squeezed and crumpled until Lana herself nearly stretched her hips. Then the massage therapist, grinning, laid his palm right on my wife's shiny pussy and made several up-and-down movements.

- So, relax, well, bend up please - the latter belonged to her lower back, as Lana began to slightly move her ass from what her ass slightly went down. Baikal again adjusted her posture by pressing on the waist, and put my wife's thumb inside the shiny cunt, while other fingers massaged her clit and pubis outside.

- So, so - while one hand gently massaged my wife, the second Baikal lowered his shorts, took out a package of a condom from his pocket and ripped it deftly into his penis with his teeth. I watched with bated breath as he briefly said something to his partner, took out a finger from the red gap between Lana's thighs and went back easily climbed onto the table, leaned on his arms around her waist and leaned his pelvis forward.

- Oh - my wife made a short sound in front and the smacking sound of the vagina who was taking the member twitched, but where there, her shoulders were securely fixed by the second masseur and Baikal began to fuck my spouse in front of me with powerful slow blows. I felt so excited that I was ready to join them right here. I watched as a dark, slightly hairy butt moved behind the podzagorelnyh female thighs, and involuntarily began to stroke his cock.

- Ma-m - in the rhythm of loud slaps, my wife was trying to say something by clutching the edge of the table, and I almost walked away to the side so that the wife would not accidentally see me and everything would not spoil. From the back, from the side, I could see better how my Lana was fucked almost without a risk that she would notice me, gradually her legs parted wider, and her calves rose up and tapped her heels on Baikal's buttocks. I was even more excited by the look of her small white feet with her nails painted with cherry varnish against the background of a strong dark male ass. After some time, Baikal took out a member and jumped down, in my field of vision, a second Turk appeared who had already undressed and carried his thick and long dignity in his hand with the already-worn prezik. The half-standing member formed like a long sausage hanging forward like a trunk and was already significantly larger than mine and Baikal in size. Bypassing the table, he by the hips easily pulled my spouse to him, so her legs hung down. Catching one leg of Lana under his knee, he bent, put it on the table and began to fill his still sluggish giant in her pussy apart. Meanwhile, Baikal spread its legs on the table, so that his dick was right in front of my wife, he removed the condom and put it on her back. Taking the position of the rear struck the first push, and the front grabbed her hair and the second hand sent her penis in her mouth. From each blow from behind, she sat on the penis in front, resting her hands on the hips of Baikal. As the member of the giant gained strength, my wife began to make choking sounds, but she was held tightly and slowly fucked on both sides. Then the big guy said something and Baikal took out a member from her mouth and jumped down.

- Oh! yyyyhhhhh - now they started fucking her from behind quickly and in full force.

- Well, really good? - Baikal grabbed her chest and squeezed, and then pulled the old condom.

- Oh - hhh - my Lana could already only groan. When the piston working in her pussy began to cum, the spouse already hung on the table having experienced a strong orgasm. After enjoying my wife, the big fellow busily pulled the penis out of her slit and I was again surprised at its size and thickness.Down he went to the head of my wife and breathing hard, removing the full sperm gum, ...