1. Someone else's grandmother. Part 1
  2. Someone else's grandmother. Part 2
  3. Someone else's grandmother. Part 3

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stretching out her arms and holding onto Stanislav's head, she pressed him to her! And so, I was no longer on the train, rushing along the dark rails! I was probably in Paradise! Where are two young, but skillful "angels", they wanted to give me, all imaginable, and not mental pleasures. Because, Michael’s hands, without bothering, to take off her bra ... They just dropped the straps from their shoulders, and pushed down his cups, exposing mine, charms. And Stanislav's lips, persistently made the way on my stomach, downwards, to a treasured crack ...

And when one, ran his hands over his chest, clutching his nipples with his fingers, and the second kissed the vulva, I “exploded”! The accumulated, for the whole evening, sexual tension, aches and heat in the lower abdomen, alcohol in the stomach ... these tender lips and hands ... All this developed into a huge, powerful orgasm. He "twisted" me right in the middle of this "Paradise" coupe! And if it were not for the support, in the literal sense of the word, of my cavaliers, then I would just have fallen! I screamed, howled in delight, but someone’s big hand squeezed my mouth, muffling the sounds. I was shaking for a long time, "sweet" waves of orgasm, literally "flowed", one after another. Never, in the last two years, have I experienced this. I realized that I was lying on the bottom shelf, with my legs raised, and Stanislav on me. I moaned, and he, with powerful enthusiasm, "stormed my pussy"! His hot, and large body, moved in me, tirelessly, like our train. I, smartly podmahivala him when he entered into me!

Fractional knocking of the wheels, the twilight of night lamps, gave these actions a surrealistic tint. And given the fact that next to my lips was a tense member belonging to Michael ... And the presence of salty taste in the mouth, we are here, already full, "having fun"! I opened my mouth to protest, and immediately a member of Michael, moved forward and filled it. And I, as an experienced "hetera", began to caress his tongue and suck. My body, acted out of my desires! It wanted: male affection, more large members, and even in all the "holes" ... And I obeyed. Since all this, I was terribly pleased! A false modesty, this is for young “tselochek”, and not for “berries again”!

For me it was a new member, a member in the vagina, who is “terribly good,” does his job ... And the second, in the mouth, requiring caress, and promising “the continuation of the banquet. If the first, leave the "battlefield"! I even groaned, from an oversupply of feelings, when they, simultaneously, entered me ... First, reaching the uterus, and the second, almost to the glands! Only now, I felt that Michael, with both hands, “clung” to my breasts. With frenzy, he twists her nipples. Somewhat painful, but pleasant.

Then there was the "changing of the guard." Michael lay on his back, on the shelf. And I, perched on him, from above. The beginning was not successful, I immediately hit my head, on the top shelf. I had to Stanislav, in an expedited manner, lift it and put it on the stops. Women, people stubborn! Having overcome all difficulties, I rode on his organ, in pursuit, for an orgasm! Absolutely, without considering that my bare, neat ass, jumping in front of the eyes of a young man, causes only one reaction! I, out of the corner of my eye, saw that Stanislav. Also climbs on the shelf, behind me. But did not attach any importance to this. Let's just say: "For this and" 'paid for ""! ". While I was jumping on my “horse”, yielding to pleasant sensations, he attached himself “in the rear”. At one moment, I felt strong arms make me bend down, almost lie down on Michael. And when I did it, I felt strong fingers begin to expand my anus. I tried to argue, and even shout, “No! Don't! ”, But here Michael, simply“ shut up ”me, kiss! Of course not. I was not a “virgin” there, but it was, oh, how long ago! And I, again, gave up ...

I relaxed, and Stanislav calmly plunged into my ass. It turns out that “mastery is not drunk”, and in this particular case! That was new to me! Two, far from small members, my young gentlemen, “tormented” me from two sides. Through the thin wall, I felt them rub against each other, inside of me. I was spinning “like a“ fish ”on a kukan,” or rather on two. They, from two sides, “pierced” me, with their “spears”. And brought to a frenzy. Someone's hands caressed my breasts, squeezing nipples, and the other couple “terrorized” the clitoris and hips. The question to the experts: “Who can say how long it was, I lasted under their“ onslaught ”?”, Right ... well, if it’s five minutes. I just do not remember what happened next. I began to shake, and I flew away again ..., so far away ... I felt that I was less well ... and they were doing even better ... I gave myself up to these sensations, for me there wasn’t anything left! There was no peace, there were no people! Only I, and my orgasm, sweeping over me ALL, and not letting go, from my embrace!

I came to myself for a long time. It turns out that I am lying, all on the same shelf, stripped, and covered with a sheet. Every nerve, every cell of mine trembled, from the excitement that had not yet passed. It seemed that someone had touched me, and again I would fall into oblivion, "sweet torture." The boys sat opposite, panting, like cornered horses — rested.

And then ..., we did it again, only now Mikhail, mastered my anus, and Stanislav was content with a vagina. And again I “flew away”, tried to scream, from excess of feelings. Someone closed my mouth, muffling moans and cries of orgasm. But there is a limit to everything. Finally, we went to bed. I fell asleep like a dead man. And when I woke up, it was empty in the compartment! My cavaliers, reached the place, and got off the train without waking me. And I, went further, towards a dream and adventure, and perhaps an obsession.

Chapter 4. Past and thoughts. Sanatorium. Galina Ivanovna.

I got up with difficulty. After a nightly “workout,” every muscle and both “holes” hurt. I went to the toilet, washed and somehow washed up. This is a series of acrobatic exercises! Have you tried to wash in the train, in the toilet, at a speed of about eighty kilometers per hour? When the car is thrown from side to side, and the problem is to get the water to the right place ?! Then she exhausted the packaging of wet wipes, wiping herself in a compartment. Fortunately, no one was planted to me. She ate, and went to bed again. So half asleep, spent all day. Although. The mood was five! It turns out how little is needed for happiness! She went to bed early, and overslept again, "as if she had been killed." And in the evening, about six o'clock, stood in the reception of the sanatorium. She asked for the room where Andrei then lived, and received it for her use, for 24 days, without question. Then she went to dinner, dismantled things and ... sleep again. And in the morning, I was again overwhelmed by memories ...

"... Then, he didn’t even take off the laundry, from me, didn’t ..." How, now they say: "'' Access restriction '" was missing! ". “... But just laid on the bed, and, lifting my legs, he entered me immediately. And to the depth! I did not even have time to gasp, but he was already “pleasing, ironing” my pussy, powerfully plunging into it. I could only podmahivat him, and moan with excitement. My wet little vagina, only squished, taking in his body. And he, “buravil, and buravil” me, without tired and rest! Then he laid me on his side, and entered the vagina from behind, then I was on top ... Change of positions, intense "work". Sweat, flooding eyes, orgasms ... Accompanied by shouts and groans! ... After such a "rest", we had to rest for half an hour, really. And then go wash in the shower. Of course, he could not resist, and I, and was not going to refuse him, in a small "blitzkrieg": in a position, standing, and under jets of warm water ... "

After breakfast and visiting the doctor. I went through memorable places for me. Wishes. Dumas ... You might think we ourselves know what we want! Why did I come here? It is here, and not to another place? What did you want? Why? Questions, no answers ... And thoughts ...

“... And then ... We, nevertheless, went to the bathhouse. First, we washed the boys, and took them to sleep, in Tatyana and Sasha's room.Then they took care of themselves. They gave our cavaliers a small presentation. Erotic outcropping ... Read more →

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