my pussy She is wet, she is hot! The boy begins to breathe rapidly, his orgasm is close. He makes a deaf groan, and spews semen.

- Pancake! Just not on me! - the girl moves aside, and his seed flies into her hand and onto the concrete floor of the landing. He noisily draws air and pulls on his pants. The girl busily takes a napkin from her purse, and spits into it, wipes her lips and then her hand.

- I like it!

- And me! Let's go to?

- Yeah, let's go soon, otherwise we are already late!

The guys hug and call the elevator. I can hardly see them. Only part of their bodies, but it can be understood that they kiss while the cabin reaches their floor. Doors open with noise, and they are leaving down. I walk down the stairs to the place where they just stood. I squat on my haunches, and with my finger I collect drops of his sperm from the floor. I bring to the floor and smell. mm ... yes, this is the same spicy smell of male seed that makes me dizzy. I lift a crumpled napkin from the floor. Yes. She is very wet. She smells of her perfume and his sperm. I unfold it, in the middle - all the moisture. I touch my fingers - a thick, stretching liquid sticks to them. Oh, how exciting it is. Everything clouded in my head, I fell into my dreams, and did not even notice the sound of a rising elevator. I woke up only when the elevator doors opened with noise on my platform, and Alexey came out of it.

- Wow, “10 minutes” - his voice was the same sonorous - I already missed waiting there, and decided to look for you! Are you okay? - he looked at me. I stood red, disheveled, with a napkin in hand, and clearly not in myself.

- Yes, everything is fine, it just became hot.

- Eh! Yes, it can be a heat stroke! - he resolutely approached me closely and put his hand on my forehead - You are hot and wet! Are you feeling good?

I could not answer. Recently experienced, his closeness, his smell, have done their job, and I did some kind of madness. I put my fingers to his lips and ran them over him. He began to kiss them, and took them in his mouth. The idea that Alexey licks my fingers, smeared with that boy's sperm and that girl's saliva, makes me feel a new wave of passion and lust. Feet weaken. He pulls away from my fingers, and switches to my lips. Great kissing! Gentle, strong, passionate. He draws me to him, hugs me. I feel like a thing in his hands. He is my master, I am his slave.

- Well, bitch, now I will punish you, because you are such a lustful creature! - his voice is also a bell, but there is more metal in it. The meaning of what has been said reaches me at once.

“You're a dirty bitch, aren't you?”

- Yes, I'm a bitch. Punish me, master.

I do not know where it came from in me. Whether from porn movies, or from fantasies about BDSM, in which I have always imagined myself a weak-willed victim.

- Stand face to the wall and lift the dress.

I obeyed. These phrases ignited something lurking in me, passionate, always carefully hidden even from itself.

- Oh, yes you are already without panties? True fuck! - He came up behind me, and with all his strength slapped his hand on the pope. Pain. As burned. Another blow. Still. He spanked several times so that the skin on the pope burned. I instinctively covered her with my hands.

- No, bitch, you can not close. Take the edges of the dress in your hands, pick it up, and so hold! I did it.

- Now bend down.

I bent my back, holding the dress. There was a rustle of clothes behind me, then he stepped towards me and without any preparation entered me. I felt just a huge dick. The members of my ex-guys gave way to this significantly. Alex did not stop, methodically fucking me. He went deep, and pulled him out of me almost to the end. Enjoyment! Kayf! Nirvana! I realized that now I’ll hold back, and with a slight groan, I experienced a powerful orgasm. My legs did not hold me, and I began to crawl down the wall. But Alex did not let me fall. He picked me up with my hands on my hips, and, not paying attention to the fact that I was trembling in convulsions all the time, continued to frantically fuck me. This went on for a few minutes. Then he finished, snarling like a tiger.He grabbed my hair, and with all his strength rested his face against the dirty wall. He poured me on the ass, back, pussy. There was so much sperm that I could feel how it flows through my dogma up to my feet. I soared in the sky with pleasure. Alexey loosened his grip, the sound of a zip fastened sounded.

- You, bitch, gave me pleasure, thank you! I hope you enjoyed it too. Stay so do not move, until you count to 100. And remember me!

1.2.3. Steps. 15.16 The sound of a rising elevator 21.22.23 The elevator door that opened, the button pressed, the elevator went down 55.56.57. I stand with my face buried in the wall, holding the hem of my skirt with my hands, exposing my bare ass, 71.72.73. From the inside of the thighs, the sperm flows through the legs. 89.90.91. Oh, how good I am! 99.100. I straighten up, straighten the dress, lift the bag, throw the napkin, which I squeezed all this time in my hands, go to the elevator. I was almost raped. And maybe not almost. I feel good I don't care about anything. I have a thought in my head that I want my boyfriend to make me a kunni right now while I'm all in Alexey's sperm. With a wicked smile I take out the phone

- Alee, Seryozh? Hello! Can you come to me now?

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Thank you for your attention, the story is based on real events from my life, well, I pulled in a bit))) Write reviews and wishes about new stories. I am kissing you, bye!