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so please ... "- Leshenka clearly hinted at my" brown eye ", which now, without blinking, was looking in love in love directly at him.

- "Well, bunny ... I promise that I will now let you in the" main "and through the" back door ", well, bear a little Leshik, let's first get a salary increase, and then wherever you want my joy. It's for business, not for pampering. “- Finally, my assistant professor finished and moved back a little, admiring the result. I also tilted my head and looked under my pubis ...

Hair growing on the sides of the entrance to the vagina, were neatly braided in three small wet pigtails, which tightly tightened the big lips, creating an Uzbek “barrier of loyalty” for the uninvited visitor.

Pleased with his work, Lesha took out the prepared thread and securely tied the tips of the braids with knots.

“For pee, I left the place of Irishka,” he said, noticing how my fingers checked it and spread the upper part of the “cut” to the side.

****
“You go to Albert right before the break,” Marinka advised, “when there are fewer people. Or at the end of the working day, you can. You only take off your pants in advance ... so that you can go faster.”

- "Yes, I already ... scary as that Marisha."

- “Do not drift, I now constantly ask my husband to go there.” You know how sweet ... mmm. ”

In order not to delay, I decided to go early and, five minutes before dinner, knocked on Albert Alexandrovich’s office.

- “Ira, go dear, sit down. What kind of question do you have? ”

- "I ... I would like to ..."

- “Do not extinguish yourself dear, you did everything right that you decided to“ gain a foothold ”constantly in the workplace and I am sure that you will not regret it. “- Albert stroked his silver temple with one hand, and the other ran across the pants of his expensive pants.

“I’m not going to delay you here for a long time — now we’ll do everything in fifteen minutes and you can be free and independent like many girls in the company.” Go to this chair. ”- he walked around the table by smacking me with the smell of French cologne and closed the cabinet door on the lock. Then he came back, took out a tube from a box and approached me, modestly standing near a leather chair.

- “You Irochka need to bend down and put your hands on the chair. Yes, very well, just a little bit more to the right ... like this. “- the chef took hold of the bottom of my short skirt and carefully, in order not to crumple her, wrapped me on my back. Then he took a small ruler from the table and brought it to my mouth.

- “Clamp in the teeth, it will be useful” - not understanding yet why this horse was a “bridle”, I dutifully followed this instruction.

- "How lovely. Just a “pearl” ... - having felt his finger smearing me from behind than that slippery, my “virgin” entrance automatically shrank in response. When Albert managed to unbutton his pants, I did not even have time to notice.

- “Do not strain yourself, Irochka, this is not at all scary — now“ a mosquito bite ”and that's it ...
Opp! ”- Albert's thumbs gently stuck into my ribs on both sides and I involuntarily relaxed the sphincter for a second ...

That thick and hard one immediately flew into my ass, tearing it apart with piercing pain, from which I only widened my eyes wildly and, in order not to shout, clutched my teeth into the plastic plate. I used to read about the torments of impaired people, and now I knew what those unfortunates felt. Here you have the "easy money." Cursing Marinka, who probably had a forty-crib, I clutched my hands on the armrests, and rested my head in the back of the chair.

“Be patient, have a little more patience ...” - Albert Alexandrovich held me by the hips and “pumped” the rectum with my fiery “pump”, pushing it deeper and deeper.
“Well, rather, more likely already ... just not to break ... just not to the doctor. "- pounded in the brain ...

- “All, all Ira. Wait a minute more. ”- the cabinet was lit by a flash. I didn’t even feel when he was pulling his dick out of my numbed ass, and I still had a hard time keeping “cancer” with my skirt up, aiming the open “barrel” at the ceiling.

- “Let's get you in order, dear” - Albert had already fastened his pants and applied a damp napkin to the anus, removing from it the sperm and blood on the cracked skin of the anus.

Carefully unbending, I spat out a cracked ruler on the floor. Below and behind, everything was terribly squeezing and burning with a hellish flame, and every step responded with incredible pain in the ass.

- “You Ira today can already go home. And tomorrow I give you a day off. Do not worry, everything will be paid, rest and ... are being treated. Well, sorry, there was no other way. But now everything is behind. And this is your Ira for treatment. “- Albert Alexandrovich put an envelope in front of me.

- “Take, take-this is your new salary from today.”

****
Somehow sticking home, the first thing I did was pour warm water with manganese into the basin and, undressing, sat down in it with my bare bottom. Then, holding out her hand, she took an envelope out of the pocket of a skirt beside her and looked into it. There lay my salary for two months.

All night Leshenka didn’t move away from me, putting various ointments and compresses to my ass, from which it was getting progressively easier for me.

- "You are our nurse ..." - he whispered, putting on the cloth another antiseptic and anti-inflammatory ointment. Only I did not understand with whom Lesch was talking, with me or with the place that was opposite his face.
I lay there and thought that when I healed everything, my “caliber” would also greatly increase up to the “cannon”, and maybe even I, like Marinka, could enjoy it. It will be necessary to try necessarily.

Takazuko

16 comments
  • November 4, 2013 15:42

    Cool I like it))
    Only the design of direct speech ... well ... either quotes or a dash, you can not push all punctuation marks into one, excuse me, ass ...

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  • November 4, 2013 16:50

    You can ... the main thing is that it is easy to read and does not "cut" the eyes.

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  • November 4, 2013 17:43

    Well, here, and you were put on the same hook! I, too, believe that if it is easy to read, then it is better. And the eye does not hurt. Believe me. I have read almost everything from you. In my opinion, this is excellent. I am up to this yet, well, in short. as far as China, excuse me with cancer!

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  • Aelita (a guest)
    November 5, 2013 18:42

    The word "too" in this context is written "together." And “no one” and “never” - IN ALL CASES !!!

    As for the fact that you are “far away” from his creations ... Your styles are so different that they cannot be compared, in the language of mathematics.

    Each is good in its own way: two nice people do not have to be like each other. And the charm of each individual (as well as the story) in his individuality.
    But the problem of direct speech is, unfortunately, both. (((Takazuho, ​​the words “lie down” in the Russian language do not exist — there is the word “lie” (as well as the words “lie”) (there is the word “put” or “put”).

    I liked the story and the style of presentation in general. And if a little more to finish ... Cool would be a humorous story came out about a female collector)))

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  • November 6, 2013 15:18

    "Down" is simple, and "lie down" it means legs wider ...

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  • November 6, 2013 16:22

    But seriously, "lie down" is a purely spoken word. Listen to what people around you say - 90% say it is “lie down” and not “lie down”.

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  • November 4, 2013 16:53

    ... but I will consider.

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  • November 4, 2013 16:53

    That's exactly what hurts the eye - the design of direct speech. And only that.

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  • November 4, 2013 16:54

    The first time is soaking. I would have fixed it long ago.

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  • November 4, 2013 16:55

    * remark ... sorry

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  • Evil Vaska (a guest)
    November 6, 2013 8:38

    “My boss at work, Albert Alexandrovich, at his forty-something, was actually quite a decent person.”
    Blah, it sounds like up to the age of forty people are such fluffy paws, and by the age of forty and a little they usually become shit. And then, generally a complete shit. But Albert Alexandrovich still holding on. Hold on!

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  • Anon (a guest)
    November 12, 2013 15:00

    If this were true, I would like to look at those who sell for a salary increase. And those who allow it to do those who "love." Yeah, love, of course ... some strange understanding of love for most people. In my opinion, such nonentities do not deserve anything except spitting in the face or bullets in the back of the head. If the cartridge does not mind spending on IT.

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  • November 13, 2013 5:26

    Heard the word "grotesque"? Shooter ... huyy.

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  • November 14, 2013 15:59

    I liked the story, in spite of the spelling - capacious, finished and, to be honest, in life is close. The author is well done!

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  • Alice (a guest)
    November 16, 2013 1:18

    And how about booty - healed?

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  • November 17, 2013 20:27

    To find out, you need to ask Ira, and write about it.

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