But Julia didn’t move this time either. The front door lock clicked, Yulkina's head looked into the room.

- Do you mess around? - she again disappeared, shebursh something in the hallway.

- ABOUT! Where is Irishka? - Sasha asked in surprise.

“The nose will powder and it will do,” said Julia from the hallway.

- Do you have enough for me? - coming out of the "shadow", she appeared in all her glory.

Even with me, who had seen Julia in different variations, my jaw fell to the floor. It was a masterpiece.

In black high-heeled shoes, in black stockings, in white gloves and a lace white cap, in a maid dress, with a white apron on a black dress, she appeared before us, throwing a bathrobe over the bar counter, which, it seems, ran to saunas. She turned a couple of times on her socks. It turned out this is not a dress. It looked more like an apron tied into two bows, on the neck and waist. From the linen on her were only black thong. The snow-white back, open shoulders and ass lured and caused increased salivation, combined with perspiration on the forehead and itching in the groin.

She, like a tsunami, inevitably approached the sofa, on which we were sitting with Alexander and a stupor, in which we sat down successfully and tightly.

“Can a gentleman pour something to a lady?” - looking from under her eyelashes, Julia asked languidly.

Having examined this angel in black, from a glossy magazine, I began to realize that it was still my wife, though she was drunk. When Alexander and I were going to the sauna, she was "more fun." But, it seems, in the process of preparing a glass for courage, and not one. Slowly, I began to recover. I jumped and poured three glasses of brandy with a trembling hand.

Julia, not taking her eyes off Alexander, leaned over and took a glass from the coffee table. At the same time, her snow-white chest opened to a look. A loose apron dress hid only nipples.

She licked her lips and knocked over the cognac without biting.

- This is the chest - only found what to say Sasha. It seemed to me that he said this without breathing. That is, without inhaling and exhaling. The fact that he is in a quiet madness, Julia did not pay the slightest attention. She put the glass on the table, wiped her white glove on her lips, which left a greasy residue from the lipstick, and gently shoved him with her hand in the forehead and sat on him "a la rider."

Sasha, as if hypnotized, fell over the back of the sofa, continued to look at her like a rabbit at a boa. Julia, slowly, pulled the bow around her neck and casually brushed the shoulders of the apron dress off her shoulders. Before our eyes opened a delightful, snow-white piles. She shrugged her shoulders, and repeating their movements, her chest swayed right in front of Sani’s face. It felt its malleability, elasticity and heaviness. Nipples stuck out.

Alexander, like a monk in front of a relic, in slow motion, raised his hands to his chest. Squeezed her gently. Fingers squeezed nipples and pressed his lips to the right nipple. Julia, smiling at thirty-two teeth, threw her head, and clutching with both hands, pressed Alexander's head to her. Enjoying caresses and putting under his greedy lips, then one, then another chest, she began to drive her hips, shaking his cock and belly.

As I sat with a glass in my hand, wanting to drink for the delightfulness of my wife, I continued to sit and watch what was happening.

Meanwhile, groping, I don’t know what, sticking Alexander's member, Julia got up from him, threw back the sheets, and with a confident movement spreading her legs, sat on her knees in front of him, clutched at a white glove with her jumped trunk. Not a little head was crimson. Julia spent her sharp little tongue along the entire length of the trunk, played a little with the bridle and dropped her lips on the penis almost half.Sasha with the words "Edrena stalk" threw his head back and rolled his eyes. Having processed it as it should, Julia also unexpectedly got up, again jumped on Sasha on horseback, once again pushed his head on the back of the sofa. With one hand, she nervously pushed aside the hem of her dress, which was disturbing her, pushed her panties to the side and, when she caught the other member, sent herself inside.

Now roll his eyes and hiss through his teeth it was the turn of his wife. She slowly began to sit down on Sashkin member. Throwing her head and catching every movement with her hips, she slowly began to descend. First, to half, then rise, then again to half, and then to the pubis. Alexander grasped her hips, and squeezing her buttocks, as he could, he moved towards her.

I didn't have the strength to look at it. Putting a glass on the table, I threw off the sheets and jumped on the sofa. Tochis member, with the same as Sani, did not dangle with the violet head, he vibrated in the face of his spouse.

Finally drawing attention to me, she looked through the veil of half-open eyes, first looking at my dick, then at me: - Young man! I am engaged in servicing only deluxe rooms, ”Julia said in a fake, indifferent, official voice.

“Favorite ...” I began, wanting to continue by saying that if she didn’t take it into her mouth right now, the end of the world would begin here and the sun would go down by hand. But this is after a nuclear explosion and a sea of ​​blood. But Julia, not waiting for my fabulous performance, grabbed my rod with her hand and wrapped her lips around him.

I have already begun to think that my wife is still a mischievous bitch who loves to beat the nerves of her husband at such an inopportune moment as she put her hand between my legs, grabbed her ass, and pushed my cock to my throat. And I will tell you ... no device in the world, except perhaps for a vacuum bomb, will create such an effect. Her nose rested in the pubis, her hand periodically pressed my groin to her head, and I began to realize with fear that if I finish now, without a through wound of the head from sperm, my beloved cannot be avoided. It was a great feeling. She never did that to me. Even in the most fierce battles that we organized together at home. At the same time her hips lived their lives. She continued to make circular and other chaotic movements on Alexandra, so much so that his head was hanging on the back of the sofa, like a ping-pong ball tied to a racket. And where in such a fragile girl so much strength and temperament?

Not to say that I was ready to finish, but such a procedure, on the verge of torture, is bliss.

Although today, it seems, fortune turned away from me. Julia and Alexander were "very" busy. And only I, as forward looking on the ship, had a general overview. Therefore, when the front door lock clicked once again and the light came on in the hallway, only I could notice that of all those present. I mentally slapped myself on the forehead, which did not control the door, and looked forward to the appearance of a guest. It could be anyone. From the security of the camp site, to the strayed guest. And he did not keep himself waiting.

A stunning, long-legged nurse entered the room. Her slender legs began with white shoes, continued with the same white stockings, which ended in a few centimeters from the dressing gown, and hiding under the hem of the dressing gown went up. When moving, the floors of the dressing gown tried to disperse, prompting the brain that there are the same snow-white panties, and behind them ... Fitted style, graceful posture and a funny cap with a red cross completed the picture.

Irishka swam into the room, but when her vision got used to the lighting, she saw the oil painting in front of her and stopped.

I involuntarily moved backward, breaking free from the vacuum trap of my spouse's mouth. A member with a smacking sound escaped from captivity, also loudly slapped me on the stomach. Julia and Alexander raised their eyes to me, and following my gaze, turned their gaze to Irishka, who had come in and confused.

The longest pause I broke first.Taking a glass from the table, with a member sticking to the edge, sticking out and shining from his wife's saliva, I jumped up to Irishka and grabbed her by the elbow.

- Madame! This is not what you think - stretching her glass and leading to the couch, in a very formal and discreet voice of the receptionist, I began .... Read more →