swallowed what was in the mouth. I continued to throw sperm on her face, helping myself with my hand.

- No, I am. - She again grabbed my dick, pulled into her mouth. How greedy! Now she really sucked the cum out of me. And when the member was cleanly licked, and there was not a drop in the thickets around him, she leaned back, exhaled. - What are you.

- Which one? - I was sitting in front of her on my knees, with the member still not fallen, as if Ostankino was sticking out of me, towering above a pile of pants and pants.

- This! - She smiled, began to scrape the sperm from her face, lick something from her hand, rub something into her forehead, cheeks, neck. - Well? Go?

- Get dressed. - I was worn with jeans.

- Yeah. I need to get dressed too. - She caught the suspenders tangled in her legs, began to pull the bloomers on herself, straightening the black panties gathered in a twisted rope. - Thank you.

- This is thanks to you. - I leaned over, kissed her on the lips.

- Oh. - She put her fingers to her lips.

- What? - Lip cracked? Did you bite her during games?

- Want more. - She laughed so sincerely, so openly that I caught her laugh.

- So what's up?

- time. If I do not appear, they will go to look for me. And this is not desirable. I don't want to make them worry. - She glanced at her watch. - We have five more minutes.

- Far away? - I started the car, glanced at her, crawling with clothes in a nearby seat. What is her pubis after all! I even swallowed, imagining how it would break in the light, but on the bed!

- Close, only about five minutes! - She pulled the trousers, was shipped with a shirt. - You so gnawed me with your bristles. - Her hands rubbed their breasts, flashing black in this light in circles nipples. - M! Even goosebumps. But nice. - She buried her head in my shoulder, tickling her hair cheek.

- Go?

- Go! - She began to collect hair, straightening their fingers. - Go.

Indeed, before the weather station was five minutes. We stumbled into the gate that made out the entrance for the barbed wire fence. In the headlights appeared a figure in a double-shot gun raincoat. Milena jumped out, talked about something, pulled the gate leaf. A figure with a gun went along the car, looked out the window. He met a woman with a very pretty face, but a little pale. Or just in the light of the headlights her skin took on this look? (Especially for eroticspace.info — sexitails.org) But, no matter how, the car rolled into the courtyard, obeying the gestures of Milena, stopped at a large, stocky house that shone with friendly windows at night. Coming out of the car, I heard how she met, briefly leaving Milena “wiping off the sperm from her face”, and she, laughing softly, answered. Then they laughed together loudly. I reached into the body to load it, but they waved their hands.

- Leave! - Milena was already on the porch. - No one will touch. The wind will not allow. Let's go We have everything ready. Dinner is waiting!

- Leave. - And the second voice is so nice. - What we do not feed the guest?

- And we have a guest? - The third female voice is embedded in our conversation. - Let's go to the table! Dinner is ready for a long time!

- At dinner, so at dinner. - I squeaked alarm, alarmed the dog. She sniffed the car and did not find anything suspicious - a piece of iron - slipped between us into the house.

Inside it was light, comfortable, even somehow festive. Or, after spending the night in roadside shelters for truckers, simple order, cleanliness, neatness was perceived as a holiday? I do not know. I just came to a state of relaxation, with pleasure looking at the room where the table was laid.The women began to fuss, put the fourth device on the tablecloth, put a glass.

- We have a moment. - Milena, took off her jacket, boots, showing hand-knitted socks and those already familiar to my lips, delicious nipple points, bulging through the fabric of the shirt.

- No matter how, but a guest! - The third appeared in the room, hitting me with subtle features of his face. Straight, all beautiful! And Mariam Rinatovna, who met us at the gate, turned out to be a rather slim woman of about forty or a little more, with pleasant features, black eyes, and no less black hair to the waist. And breast, probably, of the fourth or fifth size, judging by the forms protruding from under the fabric. Hmm, I got into the female kingdom! And if they do not tear me apart tonight, demanding all at once their female happiness, then a week of hard work is provided for me here. I am not a sex giant, however, now I was ready to fuck all of them, three of them, for a week. I felt I could. There is potential. And they are not much against, but very much for, taking into account the evaluating glances thrown at me by these two. Milena, pretending not to see this, caught moments to pinch me or just touch. Giving thereby to understand that she has already put her mark on me and shared with others, perhaps it will be. But when? Tonight or later?