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her little skirt, hooked Ksyusha’s panties with her fingers, began to pull them down: “Forgive Ksyushenka! But it all happened because of you! You yourself are to blame! ”The girl was dripping tears on the body of her girlfriend and was dragging her white panties off her, exposing the girl’s crack. When the panties were removed, I spread the legs of the girl and bending one of them in the knee, I commanded: “So, keep this leg like that, so that she would not fall to the floor! Is that clear ?! ”Wernicke was forced to hold the girlfriend’s leg set aside, revealing for me the entrance to Ksyusha’s cave. I began to attach my boyfriend around a crack, trying to lubricate the entrance to the cave with my saliva and saliva juice from Veronica. Ksyusha at the same time began to whisper something and toss and turn. “You hold her stronger, but now I’ll put in, suddenly start kicking!” I ordered Veronica, who watched through tears as the male member prepared to dive into the body of her girlfriend.

Smearing the entrance, I slightly pressed my ram forward and the head of my thirsty member for pleasure, plunged a little into the girl's body. Ksyusha frowned her forehead and began to popsikit something and move her hands, trying to close her crotch. I intercepted the leg set aside and said to Veronika: “So, hold her hands, press her to the sofa and don't let go! And even scratch me! You can not hold, then you and Peas. u and w poo fuck Is that clear ?! ”Vernika, scared, seized the hands of her girlfriend and pressed them against the leather fabric of the sofa.

I, having corrected my position, moving my pelvis to the girl’s body, began to insert my penis into the cave, pushing its narrow walls. Ksyusha from pain and new sensations came to her senses and began to look at her surroundings with a clouded, sleepy look. She saw me bending over her, her girlfriend, who for some reason kept her hands and her legs spread wide apart, between which something was happening. She looked down and saw my body sinking into her body, causing pain and suffering. The girls screamed loudly and began to burst out: “Aaaa! Let go! What are you doing?! Mama! Mama! Mama! It hurts! ”But, Vernika, we were tormented for fear of being raped like her girlfriend, we were shocked for shock, but continued to hold Ksyusha tightly, and I pierced Xyushina with a sharp and powerful push and plunged my swollen body into the depths of a hysterical body. The girl screamed shrilly and began to sag up, arc, apparently trying to get off the penis and remove him from himself, but I firmly held her by the waist and began to inflate the girl's cave with powerful and powerful shocks. I was embraced by the sheer insanity. I liked to bring pain and suffering to this particular girl, as if in her face, I took revenge on all those women who deceived me through life.

Under my every blow, the girl squeaked and twitched, and her friend, fulfilling our persuasion, held her hands, not giving me a push: “Have patience Ksyushenka! Be patient! It's all over now! Forgive me, Ksyushenka! He wanted me too! ”The girls cried together, one from pain and grief of rape, the other from resentment and shame for themselves. I enjoyed the body of a woman and the long-awaited feelings of immersion in a magical place. Ksyusha’s body twitched and bent so vigorously that it gave me extra affection and pleasure. Her tummy shortened, unclenched, legs twitching, butt moved in different directions, its crack, impaled on my cock, bleeding with juices and blood, squeezed my trunk tightly. I quickly and violently finished, having poured straight into the girl's vagina. Having thrown the last portion of my liquid into it, I, in a state of extreme satisfaction, pulled my member out of a torn body. Ksyusha immediately tightened her legs, closing the already printed gap from me. Veronica leaned over and gave her girlfriend her panties. “Forgive, forgive, forgive,” - I heard her apologies to my friend while I was getting out of the car.

I took a pack of cigarettes from my pocket, pulled out one and lit it, blissfully inhaling the smell of nicotine.Having smoked a cigarette, I sat behind the driver's seat and was surprised at the silence. Only slapping came from the back seat. I turned around and saw that Ksyusha was sitting with his legs tucked under him and turned away from her friend, and was looking out the window. And Veronica is sitting nearby and looking at the floor.

“Well, girlfriends, where to take you? I, as I promised, will drive where you say! ”Without looking up, Veronica called the address, and we went. While I was spinning the wheel, I heard Veronika say something to Ksyusha, clearly making excuses and explaining the inevitability of what had happened. (Especially for eroticspace.infosexitails.org) But Ksyusha answered something with a tearful voice, and I heard only the words: “traitor”, “substituted”, “threw”, “meanness”, “ochkanula” and other names of bad qualities. It was clear that Ksyusha, being in a state of shock, did not want to admit that, in principle, she was mostly to blame, but blamed her friend for trying to bring it to her house safely and securely. Well, it did not work for her, what can you do here. And nefig was getting drunk to such an extent!

When we arrived at the indicated house, Veronika was crying sobbing and hysterically proving her loyalty and devotion to a friend: “But I did blowjob for him for you! What should I have given myself instead of you? But you yourself got drunk !!! You drunk could not go !!! Why do you have to push my legs apart! ”“ Uhhhh! Good to shout! Let's go home and go to bed! Make peace tomorrow! ”I demanded, getting out of the car and opening the passenger doors. But the girls, as if I had not heard. Ksyusha, through crying, explained to her friend that now she is a whore, that she was fucked drunk and that now everything will be different and other nonsense, and Veronica reassured and said that everything will be as before, that no one will know anything, that she a real friend and keep everything secret. “What do you need then ?! You are virgin! You do not know what it is when you have! Feel first, and then speak! "- Ksyush screamed in a drunken hysterics:" I jumped and pulled me to Neva, and you ... "Apparently there was some very important moment in the lives of girlfriends who once rallied them , because Veronica suddenly changed in the face and, roaring, pouring tears, face and T-shirt, said: "I remember it and prove that I am a real friend!"

Looking at me with tear-stained eyes, making sure that I was standing nearby and I saw everything, Veronica climbed onto the sofa with her legs and, standing on her fours, lifted her skirt to her back, opening for me her ass dressed in black lace panties, and then hooking gum panty, pulled them down, exposing her and his secret place. I was surprised to see her actions, and my body immediately responded to such a tempting invitation with a powerful and rapid erection.

I unbuckled the belt and trouser trouser, again pulled out the tool ready for the fight and stood on the footboard of the car, fell in behind the girl. Ksyusha, having stopped crying, was already watching with surprise and fear, as her friend was putting her hole under a man’s member to prove her loyalty. Assessing her act, remembering what torment she endured herself, Ksyusha demanded: “Do not, Veronika! Stand still Do not! I forgive already! ”But I already tightly clasped the girl’s waist and my cock was already poking through the girl’s hole, looking for the entrance. Veronica, hearing the words of her friend, wanted to wriggle out, but feeling my strong grip and the beginning penetration into her crack, and realizing the futility of her attempts, she prepared for the pain.

Now Ksyusha was listening to the piteous squeak of her friend, who was parted from her eyes. My penis this time quite easily plunged into the girl's body, apparently because Veronica managed to get aroused while watching the sex of her friend and her cave was very wet and hot. Feeling once again, the narrowness of the vagina and enjoying the title of the pioneer, I began to actively move the pelvis, taming the girl, trying to break her cave as much as possible, punishing for weakness and betrayal. The girl whined plaintively and cried under my onslaught and jerks of the penis.

Ksyusha, seeing the suffering of her friend, realizing that she had given herself only for her, began to soothe and support Veronika: “Forgive Veronika! Forgive me a fool! This is my fault! You are a real friend! ”For some reason, I was very excited and amused by these negotiations, and I started to fuck the girl with even more activity and force, trying to strike blows with my dick so that the girl would jerk as much as possible and show her friend because of her. The body of the girl reeling under my every blow, her cry, and the cries of pain, the tears flowing in the stream, finally convince Ksyusha of the devotion of her friend. She grabbed Veronica's body twitching under my blows and began to press him to her, stroking and soothing. When I finally deigned to erupt into a cave and leave the exhausted body, the girls clung to each other and, hugging each other, remained sitting and crying. I again smoked and let the girls put themselves in order. I did not rush them or force them out, I was in a state of complete satisfaction and saturation. I was terribly good.

The girls got out of the car and slammed the door loudly, and when I turned on the ignition and was about to drive, I suddenly heard a crash and the sound of breaking glass. Turning my head, I saw that the rear window of my car was broken. I smiled and pressed the gas pedal, trying to get away from the next brick hit. Replacing the glass on the back is not the biggest price for such an adventure, and besides, the girls will probably be surprised to find twenty hundred dollar bills in Veronica’s purse. I did not offer them, openly, so as not to humiliate and not be humiliated, so that they would not think that it was me from fear or weakness, but planted imperceptibly. Let them buy something as material compensation for moral damage.

21 comments
  • April 3, 2013 8:02

    "Worked in the city on the Nive?" O_O

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  • archdeacon (a guest)
    April 3, 2013 8:09

    Yeah, writers nonsense went literacy.

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  • brymbymbym (a guest)
    April 4, 2013 11:40

    It seems that a person has nothing to do with Peter)

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  • April 4, 2013 13:22

    Now yes ... (..

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  • April 3, 2013 11:01

    Well, forgive me for a typo, it was already a shame ... But I tried without gross mistakes ..

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  • er.s.s. (a guest)
    April 3, 2013 14:59

    I don’t know how fast is real, but the story is good and well told))

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    • Rating: 3
  • April 4, 2013 13:24

    Absolutely real ... But only in part of my vision! ... I will not vouch for the thoughts and motives of the girlfriends ..

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  • reader (a guest)
    April 6, 2013 17:41

    2 times over bent ...

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  • May 15, 2013 14:04

    Well, no more than in modern Russian television films ... A little bit quite ...)

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    • Rating: 1
  • Eugene (a guest)
    April 11, 2013 20:08

    Well, you maxim and moron. I hope that you will also catch some kind of pervert-gay and fuck you in your anal sex. You will know later what it was like for girls, a horse.

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  • May 15, 2013 13:55

    Oh, dear ... Then Tolstoy L. N under the train for Anna, and Shakespeare for Juliet poison and ... What are you ??? ... Do not need me to be a gay pervert ...))

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  • April 18, 2013 16:33

    Bravo Max, if such clever men like Evgeny write such disgusting, it means that the person believed you, your story, bravo) you don’t talk too bad but I don’t believe all the stories, you can think of anything and anything but you write well, nine out of ten. minus one for grammar mistakes)

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  • April 19, 2013 22:36

    Gelik thanks.

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  • May 8, 2013 6:47

    fag is going wild just. and illiterate. Gelik, certificates, magic numbers, drive drunk around the city ... trunk head-on girl ... fantasies of either a tertiary botanical sheep, some kind of ptushnika-baltikosos - a twig of a bouquet.

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  • May 15, 2013 14:03

    Not ... Not a vocational school ... Technical school ...)) ... But I also graduated from a university ... Education is nothing to do with ... And I don’t drink at all ... And they have their own fantasies ... These are my ones ... I already apologized for literacy, I don’t like to reread, what I wrote ... As I was taught at school, I am writing ... It’s not a literate contest ... There was a story, I embellished, I added, in accordance with modern taste, judging by the NTV series ... I beg your pardon if you are stung and angry ... Not on purpose ...))

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  • May 16, 2013 11:22

    @ I don’t like to reread what I’ve written. @ - a similar dislike to reread what is written.

    "Judging by the NTV series ..." - that’s to be (c) being yourself - apparently, it is sometimes difficult ... without frills in the serial style of NTV-shnom ...: (

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  • May 15, 2013 14:53

    @ I don’t like to reread what I’ve written. @ - a similar dislike to reread what is written.

    "Judging by the NTV serials ..." - that’s to be (c) being yourself - apparently, it is sometimes difficult ... without frills in the serial style of NTV-shnom ...: (

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  • May 17, 2013 13:23

    Reread IT ??? ... Once again ??? ... I never thought that such stories are re-read ...)) ... This is like a conversation in a train car ... He told and forgot, listened and slept ...)) ...

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  • May 30, 2013 16:43

    You are absolutely right ... THIS is not re-reading :)

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  • Cheerful bull terrier (a guest)
    October 3, 2013 2:00

    The story is better than many on the site. The author, by the way, judging by the comments is quite adequate and not deprived of the gift of words)

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  • 14 May 2017 21:50

    Cool story.

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