with his eyes, but he could not hold instinctive movements towards the wet depth of her throat. The measured squelch stunned him in the silence of this dark garret, and soon he let himself down from the leash of his will.

“Everything, damn, now she will bang me,” panicked thought flashed, while sperm beat her right into the esophagus. Out of attention, he noted the opening door and utterly surprised faces behind her ... Shadri, without any embarrassment, just tightened her lips tighter, squeezing the last juices out of him.

“Yes, damn it, something is really wrong,” said Eress ironically, dumbfounded at the details opening up with gradual addiction to the darkness.

- Shadri? - Olta squeaked in fright. - Are you okay?

The woman got up and turned around. Inhuman eyes looked at her comrade indifferently; licked her lips, she drew attention to the other members of her squad, and she grinned predatoryly. A moment later, Olta was already falling unconscious to the floor. White-haired girl carefully picked her up, carried her and laid her on the table. The men looked at each other knowingly, entered the room and closed the door behind them while Rybak pulled on his pants.

- Forward! - as a senior, Maanat commanded, and the three rushed forward. The two grabbed Shadri's hands, and he hugged her from behind, tightly pressing her hands to her body. Three seconds later, the guys looked at each other uncertainly: nothing was happening. White-haired began rubbing ass on the groin of an Indian - that is their whole feat. The newcomer shook his head, Maanat shrugged his shoulders, and Rybak, as usual, threw up his hands. Only now this should not be done: in a flash the released girl sharply turned around and dug into her elder with a passionate kiss, in passing disposed of clothing.

“It seems to me that she will fuck us now,” remonstrated Daniel remarked melancholically. All of them already understood that they would not be able to oppose such a speed — instead of a speedy undressing, the commander could demonstrate speedy head loosening, and they would not even have time to realize their own death.

The Indian shrugged his shoulders philosophically, clenching Shadry’s chest with his left hand and putting her right on her pubis, noting the same white hair on him out of the corner of his eye. The legs obediently parted and the hand went further, immediately getting wet. He squeezed her labia in his hands, squeezing them, and he seemed to have a contented growl. While he was engaged in a small fury, the guys had already undressed, deciding not to delay the procedure.

Maanat tried to give Shadri to Daniel, but she jerked on Fisher's chest and abruptly planted on his penis. Contented ryki became louder as the white-haired increased pace, saddling his new stallion. Eress, not flustered, pressed on her shoulders and pressed a member in the ass. Angry roars, convulsive sobs and fluttering with slaps filled the room. The fighters began mercilessly to stare the commander, squeezing it from all sides and not letting it fall from the holes drilled by its barrel. Absolutely naked, looking like a demon in the twilight of the room, Maanat came up from the other side and planted Shadri in an open mouth, catching her on the backward movement.

Hissing, moaning, growling, and a variety of indecent sounds echoed in Shadri’s bedroom. She was pulled in all holes, like the last bitch, and she got perverted pleasure from it, trying to spread her legs wider and voluntarily pushing herself into the elds that pierced her. Soon her mouth and ass were filled with seed, which she eagerly took in herself. Daniel, who had finished earlier, lasted the longest, and the wildcat galloped on him, clutching his shoulders with his claws and squeezing him stronger in himself. Finally, squeezing it dry, she settled down, the men moved and the girl collapsed into bed, relaxedly stretched her limbs to the sides and froze. Snickled.

“Let's go for a drink,” the Native American said, “just take Olta, God forbid ...”

Five minutes later, the mercenaries sat silently in the common room, sipping beer and looking at each other. () The apostle thought deeply, mercilessly fingering a reddened ear, Daniel still looked stunned. An Indian ... in his face, as before, it was impossible to read anything.

- Here it is! Exclaimed Eress.

Views aimed at him expressed hope, a question, and ... interest.

- I understood that not so! Fisherman finally shut up! - declared Eress with a smile.

Hope faded, and the question transformed into anger. Daniel opened his mouth, but then he shut it.

- Joker. I love jokers. - Shadri, who appeared out of nowhere, patted a startled Eressa on the shoulder, going to the bar counter.

The detachment in silence waited until the commander returned with a beer.

- Anomalies! - With an indescribable feeling she said, sitting at the table and sipping from her mug. - The first time I was lucky, as it turned out. Foresight is a much more convenient thing than this ... this ... what it is, I do not even know. Speed? Strength?

- Excessive lustfulness? - in a low voice suggested Eress.

Shadri's eyes flashed angrily.

- And do not look at him like that! - declared Daniel with a nervous smile. “You raped us.” At least me.

“No, not lustfulness,” said white, smiling evilly through clenched teeth, “I didn’t want to fuck.”

Her award was astonished, indignant, frankly angry and ironic glance.

- Yes! It was a famine. Apparently, my current image needs sperm. For food. In order to survive.

- And how often? - Practically asked Maanat, expressively shivering.

“We’ll find out,” Shadry looked at him promisingly.