I wanted to gesture. It did not take long to ponder over the method of quenching the low hunger. I had a member, torn from unlimited excitement, and an excellent mouth in which this member could be planted for the most "do not play about." Pull with this case, I did not. He grabbed the damsel for charming ears and thrust an elastic rod into two thirds of the available length at once. Further the trunk did not enter, having rested in tightly sealed throat.

Joan shrank back in a fit of horror, threw mad eyes at me, and wheezed wetly. Without giving relief to the victim, I grabbed her head and with a new force pushed the member inside the oncoming movement of the thighs. Rrraz! Rrraz! Rrraz! No Zhanka gurgled uterinely, stifling over her, literally spitting out large tears from her eyes, and twitching convulsively from side to side. But she didn’t let her go deeper into her mouth.

“If you don’t want a good one, it will be bad,” I threatened fiercely in a fit of primal rage, “There will be ways.”

And there were. More precisely found. The first one was the most effective. Continuing to press the back of my head with one hand, with the fingers of the second, I squeezed the girl’s nose. She closed her tear-stained eyes and froze. The air supply in the lungs allowed her to delay a little the inevitable.

Another second! Two! Three! And ...! Here it is! A vein rod, under my triumphant cry, gently rolled into the depths of the very root. The sphincter of the laryngeal fissure immediately snapped a death grip into the head swollen with tide, and its owner, not possessing herself and her reflexes, with a painful moan erupted in my groin a stream of thick saliva, and after it a disgusting cocktail of wine and fruit used . This ugly, for aesthetes, the process is completely inevitable, if you have the desire to fuck the lady in your mouth, and it happens a little on an empty stomach. Sorry for the details.

Zhanna’s body didn’t limit itself to one “portion” and experimentally proved the validity of the bucket in advance. About thirty times, with respites, I forcefully invaded the throat of my new mistress, and every seventh or eighth time a disgusting mass poured at the bottom of the enamelled container, accompanied by a characteristic rustling. An abomination, by the way, in terms of composition, but not in fact given. I will not hide, in the heat of wild excitement, I liked the feeling of the helplessness of my victim. Liked the flow of tears not controlled by it. Liked the perfect humiliation of the situation of the recent pride.

From time to time I resorted to additional means of abuse, actively involving the best friend of my ward in the process. A couple of times he opened the mouth of a blonde with both hands, like the ancient Samson, who tore open the lion's mouth in the same manner. Spat there and he and Alain forced. However, what kind of coercion? What am I talking about? Brown-haired only in the first spit put a bit of fear and sympathy, and later, she herself, and even with pleasure, painted with saliva patterns across the entire oral cavity of her companion. In general, she clearly liked what I was doing with Jeanne, and she readily carried out my instructions.

But the most interesting thing was not this. The atrocities perpetrated by me over the body of the blonde, liking both Alyona and the blonde herself! This was especially noticeable in moments of change in the course of my mood. I was regularly thrown from a state of rampage on inhuman sex into a hover of frenzied pacification and back. The second stage brought the blonde a few minutes of calm and the opportunity to catch her breath. It was during these moments that she looked at me far from being a wolf, but quite peacefully and even with some adoration.If this expression is generally relevant in the context of the massacre.

Having had enough of it with the upper half of Zhankin’s body, I decided to finally satisfy my interest and see the sights of its lower half. The same carnal interest existed in Alenkin’s charms. The brown-haired woman ordered to take off her clothes herself, and he took the blonde to undress himself. I untied her hands and rubbed her wrists. He gave a towel and a bottle of water, allowing himself to be brought into a divine form and rinse his mouth. A bucket put out the door.

After that, hastily pulled off her shirt, velvet skirt and silk panties, which turned out wet. As the brown-haired woman got rid of clothes - did not see. But her denim shorts, T-shirt and blue thongs lay nearby and, with their sloppy position on the floor, suggested that they were shot hastily and in a state of extreme excitement.

Bras, in my order, remained on both young ladies. I didn’t want to be distracted from their crotchs for the rest of the girls' accessories. In the same way, according to my will, both girls lay down on the bed next to each other and stretched their slender legs bent at the knees. The result was a wonderful still life. Both "caps" side by side and, as in the palm of your hand. You want - admire, you want - taste, you want - fuck. It is precisely in this sequence, and I took up.

First, thoroughly inspected both "crevices". Massaged both clitoris. I dig into both vaginas. I tried both (with fingers) to taste. In all respects, not excluding the latter, the girls differed significantly from each other. Jeanne was shaved “under zero” and had rather large, fleshy labia rich red color. Massive clitoris, swollen and visible to the naked eye. The taste is spicy, salty and quite ordinary. For such anatomy of girls and called “meat”.

The second vagina was no more remarkable, but different. Sexual sponges are small, brownish-maroon with pleasant sourness. Clitoris, as such, was not observed. A detailed study showed up at its rightful place, but the size was more than modest. This magnificence was adorned with a neat, bristly stripe, shaved right in the center of the pubis, slightly above its traditional location. This added to the appearance of the female perineum of a certain freshness of thought.

The next step taken was an in-depth tasting of "ladies' drinks", consumed directly from the source. He started with Alena, squatting at the edge of the bed and clinging to the richly sharpening “dark-skinned woman”. Jeanne ordered to masturbate, waiting for their turn, and answer my questions on intimate subjects. This was done for a reason. The dictaphone, as before, continued to write its audio track and the revelations of the girls, filling the broadcasting frame as well as possible.

The first question put a dot on the “i” in the issue of girlfriends sexual orientation. They were passively bisexual. That is, they engaged in joint sex with pleasure, but they only enjoyed having a male partner. Licked each other tried several times, but found out that their this topic almost does not disturb. But, if a member participates in the process, it is a completely different calico.

During the answer to the second question, Alyona already moaned and raised her hips in time with the movement of my tongue. Zhanna told about the first blowjob, made in the early youth to an adult man, her elder exactly three times. The third question was marked by the pre-orgasmic state of the brown-haired woman. Her friend told about her attitude to anal sex, which she likes very much as a section of sexual pleasures, but rarely practiced, due to the painful perception of the primary sensations.

The fourth question, Allen did not wait, and she ended violently, scattering on the bed. The orgasm was probably bright and colorful. After his offensive, the girl came to herself for a very long time, with a blissful smile on her lips.With her head tilted to the side, she, for five minutes, silently watched me doing the second cat, suffering oral caress. And then she, without my question, began to tell about the first blowjob, filled with cousin out of idle curiosity.

I didn’t believe my ears, and Jeanne, already warmed up to the limit with her own fingers, and then with my tongue, fluttered, often sighing, in a crazy orgasm. Finishing, the girl crumpled in fists the coverlet on which she lay, ... Read more →