A young lad, wandering around the office with a bottle of whiskey in his hands, confusedly looked at the burly men who stood in his way.

- Oh, and what, corporate party has already ended?

- Where are you hiding, you idiot? - Quit Roman, imitating the coolness of his friend.

In response, the guy stupidly smiled.

“Okay, come on out, quick!” And then we report to the boss, you will not find it enough! And leave the bottle!

Standing in front of two resolutely moods, the boy panicked.

- Well, guys ... Only there in the rest room ... Vika stayed ... I went to the viskari ... We didn’t know that everything was already over ... They wanted to drink ...

- What else Vika? - thoughtfully led powerful shoulders Hammer. - Is that secretary Stepan? No shit yourself! What did you do there?

The manager again broke into a wide, idiotic smile.

- Well, how ... I fucked her, hee-hee ... It so happened ...

The hammer came close to the interlocutor and, for persuasiveness, took him by the breast:

- So it is! Feet in hand, and get out of here, quickly! Understood? !!!

The boy obviously did not differ courage. Having given a bottle, having lowered a head, not thinking of resistance, he with a quick step, I seed on an exit.

Having finished with him, Hammer and Roman went up to the second floor and entered the rest room.

Opening the door, the guards froze in mute surprise.

Sprawled on a cozy couch, a nude woman with her pose, and all her appearance, resembled the heroine of a film for adults, by some sort of magic, who ended up in the office routine ...

Relaxed and accessible, she reclined, leaning on her elbows, with shamelessly apart, half-bent at the knees, with their legs between which a pink, swollen, attracting bud was noticeable.

Seeing unexpected visitors, Victoria came out of her oblivion, screamed, and tried to cover her bare breasts with her hands, and the lower abdomen, covering her wide thigh:

- Get out, Freaks! Cattle !!! DEADS !!! Assholes !!!

Shocked by her appearance, the guards backed away, and then, without saying a word, flew out of the room.

Their hasty return back to the duty room was somewhat reminiscent of the defeat of the defeated, shamed, defeated army ...

*****

Roman was joking, juggling, talking to his friend's teeth.

But Hammer did not listen to him, was immersed in his thoughts, sat in silence, and only over and over again in large gulps he sipped his recently acquired viskar. (Especially for eroticspace.info — sexitails.org) A picture with a naked office whore, which, according to his understanding, had already been raped by everyone except him, didn’t come out of his head, worried, agitated, strained.

In principle, Hammer himself knew the traitorous peculiarity of his body, when alcohol suddenly began to do unpredictable and often very dangerous jokes with it, but it was not always possible to stay.

And now, with each new sip, the dark, lush, dashing side of the soul of this simple, simple guy crawled out, more and more liberating him, and turning him into that person who even the closest people were afraid of him not without reason.

When Victoria, already dressed, appeared on the security cameras, managed to tidy herself up, walking proudly towards the exit, Hammer abruptly rose from her chair, straightened her shoulders, and confidently moved to meet her.

*****

- Hey, bitch, you do not want to apologize?

Probably, at that moment she could still change the course of events, not pay attention, just get around the ambal that arose in her way, quietly go home, and no one would have prevented her from doing so ...

But in Victoria, the bitchiness inherent in her already leaped up, the old lordly manners surfaced, so, without thinking about the consequences, she with all her strength slapped the boor's slap on the face.

After this, the development of the plot became rapid, dynamic and already inexorable ...

Seeing how darkened and dilated with anger the eyes of the Hammer, Victoria became really scary.

She was an experienced woman, and realized that the guard in front of her had fallen into a primitive, drunk, extreme rage for men, which it is better not to resist, otherwise the consequences could be terrifying ...

The reciprocal Hammer's slap in the face was, though not strong, but biting, ringing, and finally broke the will of the woman, at the moment, making her obedient and pliable.

For the first time, Hammer took Vika right there, in the hall of the office, simply turning his back, bending at the waist, and making him put his hands on the wall.

When the hem of her dress was thrown back, and her panties with a pitiful crack were broken, she felt a hard male member trying to enter her unprepared vagina.

The penis invaded with an effort only after the guy pressed the woman with the whole mass of her powerful, athletic body, and Victoria screamed at the unpleasant sensation.

Later, a million times, analyzing what had happened, she tried to understand, and could not find an answer, why this disgusting drunken violence of the raging hooligan ceased to be for her almost immediately, from the very beginning ...

The fifth, maybe the sixth jerk of the penis, and its slit was moistened, became available, and the pain quickly turned into excitement, fear, suddenly, was replaced by desire.

Inside Victoria, she started up and earned a primitive lust mechanism, and she instantly ceased to be a woman of the twenty-first century, turning into a flowing female, which her rude owner, the barbarian, takes.

After crying from the orgasm that had rolled up, Victoria almost fell, unable to hold on to high heels, but the woman was saved by the fact that the Hammer supported her by pinching a member to the wall and piercing like a butterfly pinned onto a cardboard collection sheet.

This first time was fast ...

Victoria squatted down exhaustedly, looked up at her rapist from the bottom up, and in a gentle, low voice asked:

- Can I go now?

With a fleeting caress, the man’s hand that slid across her head, immediately became firm, and imperiously clung to the blond female mane.

- What more! Now you'll apologize, bitch! Let's go to!

The hammer moved to the duty room, pulling Vika by the hair, and she, in order to keep her balance on her heels, quickly dissected after him.

Vryavshiysya in a chair, frightened by the behavior of his partner, Roman did not know what to do, and floated with the flow, while still remaining in the role of a silent observer.

Down on the worn sofa, Hammer reached for a bottle, and a new batch of alcohol added him courage.

- Take off the dress, the creature!

Victoria's torn panties remained somewhere in the corridor, and, taking off her dress, she froze in front of the men only in a transparent bra and lace stockings, making herself look like a dancer from a variety show.

Now nothing in her even remotely resembled a refined lady, but at the same time, the woman still remained beautiful.

Not the first youth, devoid of the charm of innocence, a hint of mystery, but all well-groomed, ripe, juicy, she exuded an indecent, vicious beauty of a real, hardened whore.

With an unusual movement for the victim of violence, Victoria pulled in an already completely flat tummy, tried to stand up so as to emphasize her impressive merits, and to hide the subtle flaws of the turned figure.

- Guys ... I was wrong, that you are nahamil ... Sorry ... It's night already ... I'll go, okay? I won't tell anyone anything, everything will remain our secret, okay?

The sight of an obediently standing, babbling, miserable excuse, a half-naked, seductive, mature lady caused a carnivorous grin to the freaking Hammer.

- Who is so sorry, rubbish? Repeat after me: "I'm a whore and pussy!"

- I ... whore and ... and ... and cunt ...

- I offer my apologies to the distinguished gentlemen for their fucking behavior!

- I apologize ... respect ... dear ... gentlemen .... Read more →