painfully, - Do you like it when you get cancer, eh? - He asked Katya, on whose face it was written that Anisimova was madly in love with it. She then bit her lips with pleasure, then licked them, and sometimes, when the type behind her especially dispersed and started to fuck her faster, slapping her ass and saying something, they turned into the most bitchy little grin, smug and fucking. Andrew felt that as much as this bitch, he had never wanted anyone, and continued to masturbate stronger and stronger. - Yes, I like it, - Kate answered from the bottom up to the question whether she liked to suck. She didn't let the dick out of her hands, leading her hot head to her lips. - Do you want to continue? - the guy carefully looked at Katya. - Yes I want to! - followed by a response that half an hour ago seemed absurd. - How much do you want for it? - I ... - she thought for a moment, but now all she had to do was think about how to be fucked as soon as possible. This was immediately understood by the client, who with a smirk raised her, and turning to the chair with his face, pressed down on his back, forcing Katya to bend, putting a delicious ass under his dick. “Yes, like this,” the girl moaned, spreading her legs wider, and turning to the guy over her shoulder, clearly and very bitterly, smiling, said “do it, otherwise I will fuck you myself!” The guy, frantically licking his lips that were dry from arousal, clutched his wet panties, pushed them with Katina. - Huge? - he hissed, - No, today you fuck, but not you ...

He took the penis and, savoring every inch, until he stopped, slowly brought him into Anisimov. She closed her eyes and made a long moan. The client, eagerly peering into her face in the reflection, came out almost completely and entered again. With one hand, he held her shoulder, the other squeezed protruding juicy ass. Every time he stuck Kate, a lustful, contented moan broke from her lips that made him move faster and faster. About his smoothly shaved pubes loudly beat his eggs, which already almost painfully ached from the accumulated sperm. He fucked Katya with all his strength, snarling and breathing heavily. Because of the mirrors, it was possible to inspect it from any side and the teenager did not miss a single of her movements. Kate opened her eyes and looked at herself in the reflection. The look was okhuyenny: young juicy brunette was standing with cancer at the bar stool, having widely spread her long legs in stockings, and received seventeen handsome men from the guy behind him. - Yes, like this! - quite groaned Anisimova, - Come on, more, more! Do not try to stop! The growl became louder, the client with a force took her by the waist and put it on his penis in its entire length. The guy was all wet with sweat, but he was not going to stop. There were almost no thoughts in my head, except for one thing: you need to fuck this arrogant bitch so that she remembers it for the rest of her life. And he continued to evil fuck her with maximum speed, trying to knock out more and more loud moans from the girl. Anisimova eagerly ass served to the guy, trying to sit down deeper and stronger.

He felt it and this made his breath catch. - Get, get, bitch! So, so, on! - He wheezed, looking into her eyes through the reflection. Anisimova responded to him terribly fucking smirk. The guy took her as it should and she felt that she would end soon. - Come on, quick! Faster! Fuck, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! - then hissed, then Katya moaned, getting a hefty cock again and again. Anisimova moaned louder and louder in anticipation of the fucking orgasm, when the guy suddenly got off the beat and slipped out of it. He was breathing heavily, his heart was frantically pounding, the client gasped for breath. - Hey, you got up ?! - cried out Anisimova. Not able to stand anymore, the guy threw the girl on the sofa. She looked up at him angrily, only wanting him to put her back in again. Not letting him catch his breath, Katya stretched out her hand and, clasping a member, pulled her over.- No, no, no, come on, boy, come here! The guy collapsed on the couch next, Katya immediately jumped on him, sent the dick to her vagina, feeling with satisfaction how her wet pussy was again filled with a thick dick. “So, boy,” she whispered, looking into his eyes, “and now I’ll jump a little ... Andrei squeezed the member painfully and, growling, finished right on the table. The hard jet spattered even the monitor. On the screen, Anisimov collected money scattered across the floor.

The client sat in front of her on the couch, legs spread apart and trying to catch his breath. The girl picked up the crumpled pieces of paper, folded them in a pack, and put them in the breast pocket of her shirt, which she also just picked up from the floor. Who fucked whom - it was not clear. The guy, having actively ransacked Anisimov with cancer, could not stand the pace, and then Katya was already the main one, jumping on his penis for a good ten minutes. When she finished, it was a pity to look at the guy (unless, of course, it can be a pity for the person who the fucking dancer just fucked). Without saying anything, Anisimova left the room, leaving the teenager to gasp for air. Andrew, looking back at the door, with trembling hands, pulled the disk out of the drive. He knew that once again enjoy this recording. Well, whore, let's see how you will conduct yourself now, he grinned. Katia was walking along the corridor, buttoning her shirt and grinning pretty. She listened to her feelings after such an extravagant fuck. Pleasant fatigue spread all over my body, my conscience was silent, and honestly earned thirty thousand were in my pocket. “Isn't that called fuckin '?” - she smiled to herself, - Hmm, but you don’t feel guilty at all! You liked it, right? - Anisimova asked herself. In the dressing room, the remaining girls looked at her with interest. - Why are you so long? - Anya asked her friend. “A picky client is caught,” the girl smiled.