done by Panties completely plunged into my ass filling it.

“Wow!” - I breathed a sigh of relief into the phone - “Oh! All cute. Done. "

I got to my feet. His knees trembled with tension. In the ass very itchy.

“Well done” - said Pasha happily - “You are super! Now take off your bra. ”

“Mmmmm,” I groaned, realizing what would happen next - “Mommy ... Pashenka ... Maybe you shouldn't ...”

"Come on Slut, do not be stubborn, do what I say."

I unzipped the dress on the back, unhooked the bra lock, removed the strap first through one sleeve of the dress, then through the second, and pulled it out from under the dress.

"She took off cute" - I said, zipped up the dress on the back.

"Well done. Now put it in the vagina. "

My stomach tickled. Heart pounded in the chest. My chest tightened. Without saying a word, I again spread my legs and sat down. Looking around, I began to gently push a bra into the vagina. “So that's why he asked me to wear a pony bra!” I thought.

“Well, how are you?” I heard.

“Damn Pash, I can't talk and shove a bra with you,” I replied.

“Put it on loud,” he asked.

I turned on the speakerphone and, putting the phone near my feet, continued my work. Bra lace fabric began to fill the vagina. Trying not to moan loudly, I gently shoved him into me. A shiver ran through her body. Not controlling my actions, I began to shork with an openwork cloth over the clitoris. Not very bright, but still unexpected wave orgasm passed through the body. I whined. A trickle of discharge splashed into her palm. I exhaled, trying not to lose control. The bra was already inside more than half, and then to my dismay, in front of the car standing in front, the tinted glass opened slightly and a cigarette stumbled out. I experienced the strongest shock! The whole body shook. “Lord! They see me! What am I doing! Aaaaaaaa! ”- the thoughts went awry. Heart pounding frantically ready to jump out of my chest.

“Ahhhh ... Mommies ..." - I squeaked quietly, jumped up and, grabbing the phone, ran along the house. The bra, half tucked into the vagina, hung loose between her legs. Heels clattering loudly on the asphalt. My head was spinning, my whole body was shaking. I ran along the house and jumped out of the yard into a narrow street. Diving into the thick bushes of acacia, I stopped and took a breath. “I slept! I slept! What a nightmare! ”Throbbed in her head. Feverishly looking around, I quickly began to shove a bra into me. Vagina ached from sudden movements. Openwork fabric painfully scratched the vaginal wall, filling it. Rolled up nausea. “This is adrenaline” - I thought - “Faster, faster, hide it all ...”. Finally, completely stuffing the bra, I straightened. Coming out of the bushes on the street, I once again looked around. Like anybody. No one was following me. I imagined how I ran across the yard with a dangling bra between my legs. This made me moan. Suddenly, three boys jumped out of the house at me, kicking a ball on the court. When they saw me, they stopped abruptly and stared at my feet. "Oh my God!" - I thought - "They saw my race around the yard!" I turned sharply and walked down the street. Turning my head, I noticed that they followed me. “This is still not enough. Bliiiin. Disgraced "- thoughts were spinning. The phone rang. It was Pasha.

"Hello. What happened? ”He asked.“ Why did she drop it? ”

“Pash, I'm sorry, it happened. I slept! ”I whispered.

“To go nuts,” he breathed when he heard my story, “Hook! You are really super! I adore you!"

“And now three guys are following me,” I whispered.

"How old are they? Young? ”Asked Pasha.

“Well, I don’t know, maybe fourteen years old. Just like you, ”I replied, looking around. The boys followed me as tied.

“Let them follow you,” said Pasha. “Let them tease Slyusha.”

“How do you tease?” - I was taken aback by his proposal - “I am shaking all the time!”

“Go Slut! This is cool! ”- Pasha persuaded me.

“Well, what can I do?” I sighed, realizing that it was useless to argue.

"Lean as if by chance" - pleased that I was ready to happily ask Pasha - "Show them your ass."

I opened the bag and as if accidentally dropped the keys to the apartment. Stopping, I saw with my peripheral vision that the guys also stopped behind me. I leaned over the keys, trying to bend my knees as little as possible. Immediately I heard a boyish giggle behind my back. I imagined what they looked like. “Probably more and underwear sticks out ...” - I thought. Picking up the keys, I went further, wagging my hips more. My holes ached sweetly from the presence of lace fabric. Inside the vagina everything was burning. Each step brought unreal sensations. My head was spinning from all this. The body was shaking. I felt that there was a lot of lubrication in the vagina.

"Well, how?" Asked Pasha.

“They're coming from behind,” I whispered, “I leaned in front of them.”

"Super! Well done! ”He said admiringly,“ Go on, don't pay attention to them. ”

“It's easy for you to talk,” I replied, “My head is spinning. In my opinion now I’ll be dripping from me! ”

“Have you flowed?” - Pasha sounded admiration.

"Yes! Flowed! And it’s very strong, ”I hissed back.

The vagina was annoyed by the bra lace. Moreover, everything inside is unraveled. And every step was not easy for me. So, with an escort of boys, I went out onto a wide street where there were a lot of people.

“Sit down somewhere, rest,” Pasha took pity.

I looked around. Nearby was a shop. I approached her and sat down. The short hem of the dress immediately rode up, exposing the legs in stockings and part of the priests. The boys stood aside. They whispered about something, giggled and constantly looked at me. People passing by, too, kept their eyes on my feet. All the passers-by openly staring at me, especially the men, intently looking from head to toe. It excited me and, at the same time, was ashamed.

“Pashenka,” I said quietly, “Can I go home already?”

“Go well, but don't dare get the laundry out of yourself,” he said firmly, “You will go all the way to the house.”

"Good, honey," I sighed and smiled.