and get something from the glove compartment and try on. In the glove compartment was a device from the sex shop. Gag in the form of a member, thank God, short. I hate deep blowjob. I had to wear it, although I probably got the look stupid, but Sasha liked it. Latex member in the mouth did not have to talk, so for some time went silently. Then Sasha began to tell what awaits us on the spot, and what else awaits me specifically. The program loomed saturated, I even began to stroke the pussy again, which caused my man’s displeasure. He abruptly stopped the car, jumped out himself, and, grabbing my hand, dragged me to the trunk. There were several camel blankets lying around, on which he threw me, and then began to knit me dexterously, taking out straps and pieces of rope, as if from nowhere. Sasha knew that I love bondage, but I never showed any passion for him, but here I knitted so competently that even jealousy poked something: “who did he train at?” In a few minutes I was strained and lay on his side, butt to the exit, with a cock in his mouth and a blindfold.

- Well, now the final touch ...

And greased finger lubricant, began to penetrate the ass. "With a warming effect," flashed a thought. the second was added to the first, then the third, and here, some object climbs into the ass. When he settled there, it became clear that this is a small butt plug. Another toy, bigger, was placed in my pussy.

- And this, so as not to jump out!

Sasha declared and fixed the gags with some kind of either leather or latex panties on the clasp. Everything, I was completely packed. Eyes are blindfolded, stripped, immobilized, all holes are plugged, and food is in the trunk of a car.

Slapping me approvingly on the buttock, my torturer got behind the wheel and the car started off. I simply baldela. I love when nothing depends on me, and there is no way to avoid violence. I must say, to go in the trunk was not too comfortable. No, there was a lot of space, but here the camel blanket was prickly, threw up me on the bumps, and on the turns I slid to one side and to another wall, and it was impossible to prevent this. (Porn stories for all) Although in my opinion, these inconveniences only added spice. And so, when at first one, and behind him the second vibrators in the holes earned, after some time, I finally experienced my first orgasm for today. My torturer even made the music quieter to enjoy the groans. Thank God, after an orgasm, he gave a rest, turning off the vibrators, otherwise I would have lost my mind. I lost track of time, so I can’t say how long we went like this. I just felt like periodically, at the command of Sasha's console, the one and then the other vibrators turned on, and sometimes both at once, as the excitement grew in the second circle. Suddenly, I felt that the car stops, can Sasha free me? FIG there. He only said to me: “Be quiet, we have a fellow traveler,” and I realized that someone was coming to the car.

- Do you want to throw up the name of the village?

The voice is young, it seems like a guy. I wonder will he be alone? What if they find me? Horror, then I just fall through the ground in shame.

- A lot of things?

God, not in the trunk, not in the trunk!

- No, the knapsack is there, that's all.

Sasha, Sasha do not take it, please, what do you want to do for you, I will come to you every morning, wake me up with a broomstick and give it in the ass, just don’t take it ...
- Okay, sit down.

Su - y-ka. I was afraid to even breathe, so the boy, God forbid, did not notice me. And she almost screamed when in the squishing pussy she suddenly started up again with a vibrator. Sasha the reptile dabbled with the remotes in his pocket. He plopped on various topics with this student, and I gnawed on my latex gag, just not to groan from the growing excitement.The boy did not see me, the rear seats were disturbing him, and he didn’t turn his head back, most likely, but he could hear me, so I tried to keep quiet. It seemed to me that he could even hear the vibrator buzz in me, but this is of course absurd. Vibrator in pussy stopped working, but I did not have time to sigh with relief as the cork in her ass buzzed. Through a thin partition, the vibration was transmitted to the second toy, and again I almost groaned. When both devices were turned on at the same time, the vibration was so strong that it was transmitted to the fixing panties. And on them, special projections in the area of ​​the clitoris. Therefore, while this random companion was traveling with us, I had to experience a silent orgasm. And by the time he left, she had time to get excited again. Having dropped the boy, my tormentor drove off somewhere and stopped the car, approached me and opened the trunk. Of course, I did not see that it was he, but there was no one else.

Strong hands turned me on my back, moved it so that my ass hung from the edge of the trunk, and removed. from my panties. Then the toys, one by one, left my holes. I felt like a breeze blowing into my gaping holes, and could not understand whether I was relieved that they were released, or annoyed that they were no longer filled with anything. But I didn’t give thought to this question, I felt a living member penetrate my long-suffering pussy. But in the stretched toy, wet pussy, he almost did not feel. I tried to squeeze him with the muscles of the vagina, but after all that was experienced, the forces quickly left me.

Sasha, fucked me silently. At least I hope it was him. And it seems that he, too, was not interested in a broken-down pussy, because some time later, he moved his penis to another hole, and without much difficulty entered. I moaned in protest, but I couldn't do anything else. It remains only to enjoy this anal rape. Fucking me, he did not forget to play with my breasts, then, when the anus began to whine from long use (I told you that Sasha did not finish for a long time), he gently brought a vibrator back into my vagina, turned it on, and again entered me ass. Because of the vibrator, it narrowed, and it was not enough pleasant, but, having made several frictions, he began to finish. “Once again, he irritated me and quit, you bastard,” I thought, as he filled my intestines with sperm. I tried to catch up with my orgasm, but I understood that I did not have time. However, Sasha showed nobility, without getting a member out of me, and without turning off the vibrator, began to pull at my clit with my fingers, and after a few minutes, I squealed through the gag and huddled in the third, for today, orgasm.

And so, when I was lying, all helpless, defenseless, bound hand and foot, with a vibrator in pussy and falling, recently finished, a member in the ass, this traitor, this egoist, this dork ... In general, without taking out his, having already blown a member, from my back hole, which he so blatantly used, Sasha, managed to turn off and take a vibrator out of me, and then, suddenly, I felt something hot in my ass. At first I was taken aback, not understanding, and Sasha only pressed himself closer to me, pushing his process more deeply into my hole. Oh, if I weren't bound ... But he provided for everything, brat, and now I urinated with impunity right inside my raped ass. So no one ever humiliated me. Hot liquid wandered in me, looking for a way out, tummy pouted, and he kept pissing. Finally, the stream dried up, and Alexander said: "You're just a clever, and now try to squeeze your ass so as not to throw me, and I will free you." I really wanted to be free, if only to tell him everything I think about it.

Therefore, when he got out already completely limp member of me, I honestly tried to squeeze the ass. Of course it did not work. sprained with cork, and then sex, a little ring, simply did not shrink, and from me immediately flowed. I do not know how he managed to bounce, so as not to get dirty, his eyes were blindfolded, but his pants remained clean.

The camel blanket “bit off”, the whole body was numb and sore, the cheekbones cramped, because the gag did not allow to compress the teeth. Pussy ached and itched after a good fuck. The ass also ached, it pinched, plus something continued to flow from it. Well, still, my ass hung from the trunk out, otherwise it would still take away everything. I was humiliated, broken, trampled, fucked, and humiliated again. In general, everything as I love. But still, I began to cry for self-pity. Sasha completed. made a promise, took off the bandage, took out the gag, and without unleashing me, began to wipe the face dirty with saliva, saying: “What are you, stupid?”: Having wiped, he began to soothe and kiss my face, wiping tears. For a couple of seconds I stopped sobbing, and said: “I want to write.” I really only half past the hour and thought how not to piss off.

“So write,” he said.

“I can't do that,” I roared.

- Then do not write.

- I want y

- then write.

- untie and

- pee - untie.

And I had no choice but, as he watched, followed by a satisfied grin, trying to squeeze something out of myself. The call of nature still defeated shame and embarrassment, even though it was not easy. When from both of my holes that were suffering, they stopped flowing, Sasha untied me and threw wet wipes. I quickly wiped them where necessary, I smeared the reddened holes with a healing cream, and slipped into the heat of the car. She also managed to shudder while the trunk was open. There, lowering the chair, curled up on it, hid in her coat, and lay looking at Sasha. He seemed to be pleased with himself, rulil, tapping on the steering wheel, to the beat of the music, sometimes throwing sly glances at me. It was evident that he was tempted to talk about what had happened, but I had taught him not to touch me immediately after sex. Those fighting such sex. Such a cool sex. I did not notice how dozed off, having learned only in the parking lot of the hotel. The coat was lying on the floor, apparently I felt hot under it, and I threw it off.

- How was your trip?

I wondered sweetly.

- Ok, smiled. he, once, the traffic cops stopped, but after admiring you they didn’t even fine him.

- kidding me?

- No, seriously, you slept so sweetly, and threw off her coat.

- Come on lie to you!

I was lazy to find out whether the traffic cops were real, or were made up to tease me once again. Wearing a coat, and slightly spreading the legs, so that it was more convenient to walk, I went to Sasha in the hotel.