your sundress. He was lying in the far corner, right under the hole through which I had watched all night as my own mother was fucked. Taking a sundress, the mother began to look around.

- Where are my underpants? She asked.

“You don't need them,” smiled the Caucasian, buttoning his fly.

“True,” Vova confirmed. - Sluts like you should not wear underwear.

“And in general, I will tell you more,” added Kapralov and paused, “you will go home completely naked, it's still dark.”

- Are you crazy ?! - mother was indignant, - I will not go naked through the streets.

- It is now dark as in the ass at the Negro, not one soul on the streets.

“I'll freeze,” continued the mother.

“We won't let you freeze,” Vova sneered.

Sergei went to his mother and took the sundress. She dumbfounded with bulging eyes on him, but did not balk.

- Let's go, - Sergey pushed her. - Do not be afraid if someone will go, we will cover.

Mother hesitantly stepped onto the street. She immediately shivered from the cold. Sergey hugged her around the waist and pulled her close. Hand squeezed the buttock. Everyone left the garage and the door closed.

I got down from the barrel, waited for them to move away and followed. Walked to the side, leaning against the garages.

My mother's naked body sparkled ahead like a beacon.

At first they walked calmly. Sergey hugged mother and crumpled her ass. Once, the Armenians relish her slapping her ass and snealed, saying, “Was it warm?”.

Leaving the garage street, they turned onto a residential street. Mother kept looking at the windows of the houses. Suddenly, two young guys in tracksuits came out from behind a corner. Mother, frightened, dived behind Sergei. But to escape from the eyes of young guys she failed. Passing by, the guys whistled, staring at the naked woman hiding behind one of the men.

It would seem that they will pass by, but it was not there. Sergey stopped abruptly and shouted.

- Hey guys!

Two young guys turned around and approached. Sergei held his mother's hands, she wanted to hide behind him, but he put her in front of him, though his back to the young.

- How do you? - Sergey asked, squeezing mother's ass with both hands. Mother stood quietly with her back to the young, hiding her face. She apparently realized that there was no point in running.

Young hatched eyes in surprise.

“Our whore,” said the Armenians, masterly slapping the mother's ass.

- Ofiget, guys, you were lucky. Where did you find her like this? - asked one of the guys.

“I was an exemplary housewife, turned out to be a whore,” Sergey said calmly. - Look here.

He forcefully bent his mother with cancer, ass straight to the young, prudently covering her head with a sundress.

So the mother was naked, in the same shoes, was a cancer in front of two young boys, whom she first saw. Sergey widely spread her mother's buttocks and opened the eyes of the guys her holes.

Both youngsters opened their mouths.

- Fuck, - said the guys.

One stretched out his hand, but Sergei pulled him out.

- Do not climb inside with your fingers, but you can touch your ass.

I saw my mother hit her leg on Sergey. But he continued to show her holes to two strangers. Both guys hesitantly put their hands on my mother's ass.

- Go ahead, guys, - Sergey encouraged.

The guys started to knead her mother's ass and look into the holes.

Mother stood motionless, covered with a sundress.

“We let a liter of sperm into it,” said Sergey, “look, there are even a few traces left,” he spread his buttocks wider.

Young Mrs were just stunned by what they saw. And yet one could not resist. He put two fingers into his mother's pussy. She sharply leaned forward and bounced off the men.

“I didn’t say that,” said Sergey sternly and went to catch up with his mother.

The company of men and one naked whore went further, and the guys remained standing still, looking for them to follow.

I sneaked past them and went to catch up with the mother and her fuckers.

Mom quietly yelled at Sergei and beat him with her hands. But all this was a joke to him, he intercepted her hands and slapped her ass. The mother tried to pull on a sundress, as they were already approaching her house, but the men again took her clothes.

Decided to go around the house behind. And soon came to the entrance. I carefully looked out of the corner.

The company stood at the entrance. Mother begged for a sundress, but Sergei said:

- Stayed the final touch.

- What the fuck bar! - rebelled mother. - It's 5 in the morning, and I have to go to work tomorrow!

- Suck us and go, - calmly said Sergey.

- Here? - mother was indignant. But did not wait for an answer, the men had already unzipped their pants and pulled out their members.

Mother frantically looked around.

Armenians pressed on her shoulders and made her squat. No sooner had her mother objected when someone's cock dived into her mouth.

In the light of the approach lamp, my mother squatted in a fucking pose and sucked five cocks in turn.

“Plans are changing,” said Sergey, glancing at his watch. - We quickly let down on your fucking face and everything will go home. Let's guys dope.

I do not know whether the mother was glad that she didn’t need to suck anymore, but did not object to the idea of ​​cumming on her face. For the second time, I am becoming a witness of how my mother ends up on the face of men. The last time was at the entrance, now near him.

The men fiercely nadrachivali their ends. Mother was squatting between them, folding her arms on her hips.

The first fat man pulled down, as if in the face with thick sperm. Immediately after him, Palycha's sperm followed, adding cream. The third finished the Armenians with a loud sigh. Kapralov finished behind him. I saw everything perfectly, as the sperm runs down the face and tits of my mother, fucking naked, squatting at the feet of men. The last well finished Vova hitting his hair. Quite a lot of male sperm fell into the hair.

Mother's face swam in a puddle of sperm. Her eyes were closed. It sucked the pimps to the peasants.

“Everything, let's go,” said Corporal, buttoning his fly. - Until we meet again, Natasha, - he said goodbye.

- Thank you for a nice evening, - Vova added.

Caucasian was the last one on one with his mother. She wiped cum from her eyes.

“In my homeland,” the Caucasian began, “such whores as you stone, cut tits and clit.

His mother stared up at him in dismay. Sperm flowed down her face and breasts.

The Caucasian maliciously looked into her eyes and then spit relishly in the face and pushed her foot into the chest. Mom fell on her ass, frightened staring at the coarse Caucasians.

- Dirty whore! - threw the last Caucasian and spat again at her. Then he turned and left.

Although my mother and a whore, but she was and remains a woman who brought me up and instilled in me life principles and ideals. I clenched my fists in fury as this chunk spat in her face and kicked it. It is a pity I could not get out of my shelter, it would entail enormous consequences. I felt like a terrible son. The second time I watch my mother fuck and get pleasure from it. Burn me in hell.

Poor mother, frightened sat on the pope and looked into the trail of the offender.

“Bastard,” she swore softly.

Then she lifted the sundress and pulled on her exhausted body. She took a key out of her pocket and entered the porch.

That's all, I went back to the car and sat for about an hour, remembering today's events.

Whether still there will be friends ...