From the day when my wife was raped by two automaker freaks, the paunchy dad and his son with mental retardation, almost a month passed. I hardly spoke to Alina, and we didn’t have sex. She herself, it seems, went to that garage more than once - it was too happy I saw her several times. And no matter what, I wanted her, or rather, I got up on her, especially after a month of abstinence. Alina was, in spite of the revealed fucking essence, as always gorgeous. The fine-cut figure, the trimmed butt, the rounded elastic chest, the long legs ... clothes on the verge of depravity, hairpins, perfect makeup, emphasizing the correct features of the face ... In general, such a fitness girl will not be missed by any male look.

We slept in different rooms. And one fine evening, when I put the tablet down and was ready to move to the side, the door suddenly opened and Alina appeared in a completely awesome headset - a fluffy little skirt, more like a belt and hardly covering the crotch, and the bodice from a large mesh, in which cells slipped two hard nipples. The dress was complemented by mesh stockings and shoes on a huge stiletto

“Honey,” she cooed, timidly looking down, as if the bald auto mechanic were periodically scuffing with her idiot apprentice son, “you don't want to make love to me?”

- love? - I raised my eyebrows sarcastically, and he was perplexed: really she lacks two huge members who use it in all holes? Something was wrong here, and I decided to find out.

- Well, please, dear! - My wife looked at me so plaintively, that I finally understood - this can be a result of capital loss.

“On one condition,” I grinned, “first you tell me how you came to such a life when two burly cocks fuck you and you roll up to your husband?”

Alina bit her sponge, obviously wondering if she should tell me the reason for her so unexpected phenomenon. But apparently, the lust that seized her was stronger than the awkwardness:

- I do not go to them for a long time. They found two new chicks, and I was dismissed, because they say they broke my holes to such an extent that they no longer feel anything.

- Is that so? - I grinned again. - You think I'll feel something?

“Well, please,” the wife nearly moaned in despair. “I will do anything for you.” And it's not true what they say. Anyway, I learned to compress the members inside the muscles of the vagina or anus.

“We need to think,” as if in thought I looked around my wife’s frivolous outfit. - Ok, first you can ask me to give you in your mouth. And if I agree, then during the blowjob, I will think about what you will have to do so that I still fucked you.

- And how can I beg you to give in my mouth? - obviously pleased wife.

And I, thinking: “Ek, you were secured!”, Shrugged his shoulders and said:

- Get on your knees, or something, and crawl, looking at me imploringly.

My wife not only did not object, but it seemed to me, with serious joy, she knelt down and crawled to me on all fours, defiantly wagging her bare ass under her skirt that had slipped to her waist.

- Not enough respect! - I grinned when Alina overcame the way from the door to the sofa with cancer. - On the original!

She did not dare to resist, and hastily doing the same way in the same position, as dissolute as your porn star, shining with her holes, and then crawling back to me. Now she literally spread on the parquet floor, almost touching the floorboards with the tips of her breasts and holding her mouth up her delicious ass.

“The deflection is counted,” I said, and threw back the blanket.

A member was standing by me for a long time, and Alina, with a purr, like a starving cat, pounced on him with her mouth, barely having time to get on the bed. Having given her the initiative, especially since she sucked with feeling, then excitedly moving the lip ring on the trunk, then working on the head with a sharp tongue, I began to recall. The fact is that just about a couple of days ago something got me very hard.

- Exactly! I snapped my fingers, remembering how I had yelled at my wife when she was talking on the phone with me. The daughter of their boss broke the car, and Alina hinted that she had a car mechanic who could repair a car for a pretty penny. "Itself fucking, so why make the second of the girls?". In principle, the vision that with Christine, the name of my wife's daughter's daughter, will do the same thing as with my wife, made me excited. But, to be honest, I myself would not mind swatting with this little doll, and I simply did not want to give it to these goblins.

- What, honey? - Alina looked up from my dick, lifting her head. From hard blowjob, which she gave me, her lips swollen slightly, and from my head to them hung a thin transparent thread of lubricant. “Have you decided what I have to do for you?”

“I'll finish it in your mouth.” Suck up with a swallow so that nothing spills. Then you will suck so as not to fall, and then I will tell you what I have invented ...

Having taken my dick in the lips, my wife earnestly earned her head, and after a minute I was discharged directly into the helpful mouth.

“So,” I began, holding onto my gorgeous hair and starting to push my wife over my head with my dick, “I want Christine, the very one — your daughter’s boss.” You bring her to the garage, daddy and son fuck you there, and you have to portray a rape victim. By Christine, they should not climb, just undress ... Strip for me. And I will offer her a choice - either with me or - with them ...

- I'll do everything! - the wife rose. “Can I get him inside now?”

- I got cancer! - I ordered, and added, when my dick was in the wet crack of my wife: - And the truth is that you all were broken!

- Oh, sorry, dear!

I immediately felt the vaginal muscles closing on the trunk:

- Already better! But I will try your ass better!

- How do you say, dear! - Alina moaned.

She had already punched and, as soon as I had driven a member into her ass, which was also fairly extended, but still pretty well squeezed me, as my wife began to finish. She screamed and wriggled on my penis and, wanting to increase her orgasm, she sat down and sat down - first almost getting off the cola, and then abruptly moving her hips towards, so that my eggs splashed wetly on her wet lips.

While I deigned to finish right in the ring of the anus given, the wife managed to experience more than one orgasm, screaming through the groans: “Thank you ... oooh ... dear ... Take my ... aahhh ... ass ... Aaaaaa !! ! Tear her ... ouhh! "...

***

- And do not dare to touch Christina even with a finger. Rape her - go through the stage. Only roughly undress. It is clear? - I looked into Peter's eyes.

- Why are we unclear? Well, we are done with a finger, do not understand? - Peter squinted slyly. - You - the boss, as paid, so we will work. Do not worry, everything will be at its best.

My wife, standing next to the mechanic, suddenly started and, rolling her eyes, gasped. I noticed with amazement how the edge of her dress was stirring - Peter was wielding her skirt under her skirt, or her tight ass, or, judging by Alina’s reaction, already climbing into her panties.

- If so, all the contracting parties are happy, - Peter grinned, sharply sending a hand forward, which made my wife moan and otdlyachila ass even more, so, it was more convenient for him to wield in her crack, - the boss will not mind if I while we are waiting for Christina, will I receive his wife?

- I heard that you and Vitalik so gouged her holes that it is no good to you, - now I squinted slyly.

- Well, her ass is more or less!

I looked at my wife. Such a smart, elegant, and without objection hears how offensively her holes are discussed, and also drags, because under her skirt, in panties, there is a bald, bellied little muzhik - an old aged goblin.

Spitting, I shrugged.

- Yes please!

- Well, let's go up, you slut! - Peter laughed. - And here everything is for the boss - your husband is cooked ....