I wrote a story in the phone, there were a lot of ochepyakok. It seems to have been read before publication, but if I missed something where - I apologize.

Husband pulled off in the next trip for three weeks. Sin is not to take advantage of such a case, and I set off for all serious. One of such grievous, Sasha is with me. Alexander Petrovich for the rest. One of my friends, and, of course, a lover. Upon learning that the husband was away on business, he immediately rushed over to me, and, having thoroughly fucked him, he took me to him. I lived there for two days, and on Wednesday, Sasha told me that we were going to Kiev together. He has some sort of conference scheduled there, and he takes me as an assistant. Yeah, well, I know how to help him. Sasha knows very well that I love being rude in sex, playing in violence, and sexual humiliation, and then, on Thursday, I was pleased to show him a couple of comics on these topics. So he was inspired. In general, on Friday, I left the house in some stockings and a coat. Not the first time, of course, I was in this form, I was walking around the city, but each time such walks are exciting feelings. You are bowing to Sasha's neighbor, and he doesn’t even suspect that you are standing naked in front of him, that the nipples from the hard fabric of the lining stick out so that they can cut the glass, and on the inside of the thigh a drop of your moisture already drains and is absorbed into stockings.

Or at least it’s great to ride in public transport, in a crowd of people who are pushing, nestling towards you, but also do not suspect anything. But your lover, who brought you out for a walk in this form, knows everything perfectly, and when you hug, hugging each other like a couple in love, his hands dive under his coat ... mmm ... that's what I noticed. We jump into the car and after a few minutes, we rush along the track. Sasha has several cars, but today we are driving in a big gray jeep. Things are packed yesterday in the trunk on the roof, in the cabin, and in the trunk is empty. Music is playing. I love trips, especially such. I love strong men. I have a strong husband, and all friends, and lovers. Here are just a husband too affectionate with me, he can not be tough in relations with his beloved woman. And Sasha can. I love him for that.

- Undress.

He throws me in a tone that does not tolerate objections. And I willingly take off my coat, fall down in the front seat.

- Hand off.

He speaks calmly, somewhat harshly, But he himself does not even look at me, pretending that all his attention is on the road. Well, wait, I'll give you a show. I lift the legs higher, pushing them to the sides, kneeling with their knees in the torpedo. Having covered my eyes from pleasure and almost purring, I play with my already long wet pussy. With my second hand, I stroke my breasts, pull over and pinch nipples. I like that I am almost naked. What is almost there? Stockings are not clothes, they are rather the opposite ... I understand that toning does not allow drivers and passengers of oncoming cars to understand that I am naked, and even more so when I'm busy, but it still seems that all eyes are on you. And under the palm is squelching, and the fever engulfs the body.

- Well, enough already, played and will be.

Alexander's voice comes through the fog of excitement.

- Take care that's better ...

I hear the zipper unbuttoned and do not immediately understand that it is a fly. I looked inquiringly at Sasha, and only when he glances with his eyes at his cock sticking out of his pants, I understand what he wants.

- Just do not suck, just keep in your mouth, and then let us fuck ourselves.

He smiles, and I, standing in my seat on my knees, climb to him. It's good that the car is big, such a trick would not work in the Zhiguli. But still uncomfortable. I gently take a dick in my mouth, and with pleasure I caress lips and tongue. On the bumps my head shakes, and you have to make a lot of effort so as not to hurt his teeth. Sasha, apparently, is high on what is happening. And through the window probably a gorgeous view of my ass would open, if not toning.And here, someone, as if reading my thoughts, drops speed, the glass slides down, the wind blows my ass. Yet no longer summer, even a fine day. The car stops, and I hear Sashkin's voice.

- Hey guys, what's the city? Am I going to Kiev right?

It comes to me now what will happen, and a moan of shame and excitement is heard in the car. Surely even my ass blushed with shame. I did not see what was happening, my mouth was busy with a member, I sat on my knees, buried my face in the groin, and behind my back, teenagers, without embarrassment, excitedly discussed my charms, and how lucky the peasant was to snatch such a nipple.
Without having received answers to his questions, Sasha raised the glass and gave it through the gases. Yes, he already knew where to go, and stopped only to boast, well, to humiliate me.

- Do you like it, slut? - He patted me on the bulging ass.

- Yeah.

And what else could I answer with a member in my mouth.

- Okay, enough to suck, sit down normally.

While I was in a normal position on the seat, Sanya told me that in half an hour there would be a good cafe and we would stop for a snack. All these thirty minutes, we talked about sex. Sasha knew that besides him I met immediately with my three former classmates. Sometimes at the same time. And he was always keenly interested in how these meetings pass. I had to tell by stroking my wet crotch with my palm. It is a pity he could not escape from the road, Sana'a usually likes to watch me caressing myself.

In the cafe I, of course, went into a coat ... And stockings ... Having placed an order, Sasha pulled me into the bathroom to wash my hands. Unexpectedly for me, a bathroom in this cafe would do honor to any restaurant. Waiting area with soft sofas, separate rooms, not cabins. everything is clean, smells good. The room in which my lover dragged me was huge. The toilet, the sink with a huge mirror, and the chair, even as it were lost in it. Hands could not be washed, at least immediately. My coat was pulled off at once, and as soon as I managed to stand on the sink, a hot hard member burst into my pussy. Finally! All the time I was traveling in an excited state, and just dreamed that I was finally fucked. The mirror reflected a luxurious lustful fuck with bitten lip, trying to hold back moans, and with boobs jumping in time with jerks. Gorgeous view. And sensations. Fucks me naked in the toilet at a roadside cafe, a man who didn't even bother to undress. Just unzipped his fly, pushed me to the sink, and fucks. From this thought, I almost finished. Sasha, feeling my condition, stopped. He loves to torture me, not allowing me to stop. With a moan of frustration, I began to try to move myself on the penis, but I got a painful slap on the ass.

I could only bite my lips from annoyance and excitement, but to play with the muscles of the vagina with a member in me. Sashka baldel, I was angry. When I was tired, he again began to move slowly in me, but it was no longer that. Excitement was present, but it was far from an orgasm. The moment was lost. After some time, without finishing, Sasha pulled out a member, slapped me once more on the ass, and began to put himself in order. He has some kind of anomaly in sexual terms, he doesn’t end for a very long time, which is not typical for men. And since I also love long sex, I like this feature very much. In general, I focused, peeed with difficulty, put something in order, and we went to eat, and then continued the journey. Somewhere after another half an hour, we stopped on the road at some bushes. Sasha threw a coat on me and dragged me into the bushes, where I, for about fifteen minutes, kneeling, sucked him. At the same time, sometimes young people whistled out of passing cars. Still, autumn already, part of the leaves flew around, and it is difficult not to guess what the two silhouettes are doing in characteristic poses. Sasha did not stop again, and I, caressing a member, was again excited.

- Let's go to the car, look, stuck, we're not going anywhere.

I released a member with a discontented rumbling.

- Come on, there is something for you.

In the car I was told to undress again ...