she jump on it like a slut. I tried to understand why I — so strict and decent — suddenly let myself be banged right in the limousine ... On the other hand, I felt like the heroine of some erotic story. Adventure is still great. With this thought, we came to a restaurant. Competition for the competition, a toast for the toast, I was already pretty drunk and already literally felt the views of men. She slid across my open chest ... and when I danced, I saw them discussing something looking at how I wag my ass. Apparently waiting for the dress to rise again to see the gum stockings. I felt like Vali, which men usually drool over.

All these males around were her former cables, which she invited to the wedding as family friends. And I think I did a good job with my role. But I thought everything would be limited to that limousine incident. When I was leaving the toilet, another man approached me in a strict suit, glasses and expensive shoes. He smiled and asked the same thing:

- Are you Kate?

I said yes, guessing how it smacks. If I were sober - I would have run away from the wedding, but alcohol and unfinished sex made me do stupid things.

The man was obviously older than me, he just took my ass in the arm ...

- Let's go to.

He literally shoved me into some empty billiard room.

- Take off your panties. He said sternly.

- What?

In the dark, he immediately gave me an easy slap. And right in the face said.

“We both know why you're here.” So stop breaking.

With these words, he put me at the pool table with cancer. Such an appeal after six months of abstinence made me wildly excited. I began to breathe deeply.

- Take off, bitch.

Shaking with excitement of shame and fear, I ran my hands under the hem. Panties were already wet through. He saddled me on the pope.

- Faster!

Ass - this is my erogenous zone. From one slap I can start. As soon as I lowered the panties, I felt like he put. I lost control and just quietly whined. He slapped again: and you like that bitch ... My butt is big and round. And in my fantasies ... I am often slapped on it. I bent and he, sensing this, immediately entered. Fat. Much fatter than the previous guy, he began to stretch me. Feeling like a bitch, which has a large and status male, I yelled, and from this he only became more fiercely fucked. The thought that the second man was fucking me in a day made me shame to bury my face in the cloth of the table. He kept up the pace and called me with all sorts of dirty words. His hot dick walked businesslike in my wet pussy, stretching her. I whined, excited even more by the fact that I can barely stand under his pressure on high heels.

He was just furiously hammering me from behind. My hips trembled with excitement. I arched and began to cum. Then the stranger took me by the hair and arched it in an arc. Having finished me on the buttocks, he disappeared from the room, grabbing my little black panties.

I returned all hot. I can imagine how I looked: a miniature blonde on high heels in lace stockings with a big booty covered with a tight-tight dress and very rounded shapes. Ruddy from excitement and drunk from his own fall. I tried to catch my breath at the table, but the moderator started the competition. Me and several other girls were put on cancer, another guy was put behind me, of a athletic build, but very young. Not more than 20 years, although for his age he was very attractive. Between us put a balloon, and they had to burst it about us. Standing in front of everyone in such an interesting pose, knowing that you don’t have panties on, and on the inside of the thigh a little bit of moisture runs down over the stocking ... well, I felt my nipples harden again.

The guy came up from behind and started the game. He pushed the ball right in my ass with a pelvis. It was terrible to imagine that when he burst it, he would see a spot on my dress ... But I could not help it. He took my hips and began to push forward to win the competition. Thank God the music was over and I pulled the dress back and ran to the toilet.

Then I went out to smoke outside. Frankly, I wanted to quickly find a man that took my panties and return them to their place. Though summer, and so it was quite shameless. I asked for two guys to smoke. They looked at each other slyly. And again they asked the same as those.

- Katya are you?

- So what?

- Are you talking about fucking today for the bride?

- Who is talking?

While I was trying to figure out their hands were already walking along my back and ass. I never behaved like this, and then began to give in ...

The hand of one of the men clenched my throat. It always turned me wildly. But here. On the street. And there were two of them. The second put his hand under the dress. He ran his fingers over the skin over the elastic stocking and touched my pussy. I groaned. He became more insistent and rude to paw me.

I was ready to ask myself to be pulled like a bitch. But I could not admit this to the rumor. They pawed my breasts. Squeezed me between my legs. Raised my hands and pressed to the wall. When I was at the peak, they finally took pity and turned me face to the wall. Need to describe what happened next? They took turns raping me on the street. Down on the ass and on stockings, I was sent back to the gym.

Tired, pleased and excited (I just started to get a taste), I approached Vala and, not without pride, reported that the task was completed to the maximum.

- Strange, but did Yura, Roma and Seryozha have already arrived? I have not seen them yet ...