and slipped out, and from there flowed a thin trickle of seed. And Slavik fell off to the wall resting.

Meanwhile, Sanya, turning Olga on his side, and having joined in from behind, smoothly introduced his penis into her squishy bosom. Slightly shorter in length than mine, but at the same time, a slightly thicker member of the sleigh with a crimson head slid into my wife's vagina, and I saw how it responded, tightly clasping it. I noticed that Olya breathed more often, and moved her hips. Sanya, continuing to fuck her, put his fingers free hands on her clit and began to nadrachivat it. After a while, her thighs shrank convulsively and by the grimace that distorted her face and frequent breathing, everything was clear. Sanya, who, in contrast to Slava, was a big silent person, increased his speed, and finally, having pressed himself deeply into Olya, he also began to lower. Meanwhile, Olya, turning her head to him, gratefully tried to catch his lips with her own.

While she went to the bath and put herself in order, the guys and I sat lounging and drank tea.

- Yes, I went well ... - Glory declared dreamily, stroking the eggs, - I liked that ... - he kind of invited us to talk - your wife has a cool, tight cunt! If my had such, I would constantly fuck her, until it was spread!
- I agree, - said Sanya, - and she finishes, of course, notably. You are here Slav, did not have time to feel, but you know how it was stuck? When she squeezed her with her housekeeping there, I suffered for a while. You know, the feeling - as if purposefully milking your sperm until you finish.
- And you yourself that did not participate? - sarcastically, Slava asked me.

I explained that I always have time, but for now I just enjoy the spectacle.

“You know, Slavik,” I said, “terrible excitement rolls when you see how, in fact, strangers fuck your wife without a condom.” When you see how their genitals slide inside of her and how they end up in her, despite the fact that she has unsafe days and there is an opportunity to fly at that, it is not clear from which of them. When you see how she gets pleasure from this, how sexy she is, you get into such an unprecedented animal power that has long disappeared in a relationship.

Guys knowingly nodded their heads.

“I understand you,” said Slavik, “I myself have similar thoughts from time to time skipping over.” Thank you for letting us relax today. - He was silent for a while, and turning to Sanka, I don’t know about you, Sanya, and I haven’t got enough of Olenkin’s gifts to the end.
- Yes, you can still - Sanya agreed, looking at me.
- Come on, when she comes out of the bath now, we will sign it in two bows. Like a bitch! Like a whore! Hard! - Slavik grinning looked at me.

Perhaps he realized that you can behave unbridled, rude, without fear of getting into the butt, which I certainly would have done if the situation were a bit different. And now, moreover, under the action of drunk, hidden desires were revealed and Slavik gave them their will.

- Well, Olenka, did you like with us? - asked Olga who left the bathroom.

Olenka was thrown over a bathrobe over a naked body. She was slightly sober and her stride was already more confident than before. Olenka nodded silently and smiled. Apparently she really liked it, but because of her natural shyness, she did not dare to speak openly about this. Hesitating slightly, she invited us all to go and have some tea in the kitchen. But the guys had other plans.

- Sit down side by side - said Glory, pulling her hand to the bed. Olka reluctantly leaned forward. - Well, what are you, what are you ... - she tried to escape from his tenacious embrace, looking at me. - Guys, maybe that's enough? - I waited, I was wondering what will happen next. And then this is what happened:

Having leaned on Olya with his whole body, Slava spread her face down on the bed, holding her mouth. The floors of Olin's robe crept up, revealing her sturdy buttocks.

- Come here, Scotch tape Sanya, hold her hands ... like this ... roll up - Sanya handed over Slava an American scotch lying on the shelf, and Slavik was already wielding with might and main, slapping her mouth with this scotch tape. - Like this!

Sanya, having pulled off her robe with Ory, who was bursting out, tightly shook her hands behind her back with scotch tape.

“This is a bitch,” said Slava, standing up with Olga naked, lying on her stomach and trying in vain to free herself, “now you can scream and resist as much as you like.” Well, what we have here is interesting? - and he walked around the room.

He walked along the wall and was interested in the package in the corner.

- So ... what is it? - He asked Olya plaintively looking at him, taking from the package a whip for equestrian sports, which Olya was engaged in to keep his shape. - Do you already have a BDSM kit? Well, let's try?
“Mmm ...” Olka snapped her mouth sealed, shaking her head.

The whip soared in the air, leaving a mark on the right buttock. There was a muffled Olin groan.

- What a bitch like? - grimaced Glory. - Come on, shout as much as you want, nobody will hear you anyway but us.

I would never have thought that in Slavik there could be so much lurking sadism. He sat down between her legs, roughly spreading them apart, and began to backhand whipping blows with a whip, alternately one after the other. Soon he was slumping in such a way that her buttocks looked as if she kept them naked in the sun all day. Finally, Slava was tired and threw the whip to the side.

“Come on, let's tie her legs to something,” he said to Sanka, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, languishing his cock in vain.

Sanya perked up, and rushed to help Glory. Together, they forcefully spread her knees, sticking Olina's ankles to the bed. Olya resisted lying on her stomach with her mouth taped, her legs wide apart and her hands tied with tape. Sanya with Slavik, meanwhile, settled between her legs.

- Here, damn, they say that women do not want to be fucked hard, - Slavik as always was not shy in expressions, fiddling with his member, and turning to Sanka: - look at this! - and he parted her pussy lips with his fingers, - I whipped her, a bitch, so my mother did not grieve, hurt her ... And her pussy flows like a roof in an old house. What are you, slut, I thought, you will get pleasure just once and all? - again he turned to Ole, - now you fucking learn what pleasure is. Come on Sanya.

And he pulled Olya back for his hands tied like a rag doll. She had no choice but to kneel. While Slava with a strong hold on her hands, Sanya crawled under her, so that her current vagina was above his member. Lying on his back, Sanya pressed her hands on her buttocks with two hands and, sending his penis into her, began to fuck Olga.

I opened the view of Olin's backside. Sanin's dick was well visible, whipping the cream in his endeavor to clasp his vagina.

All right, slut lustful, hold on! Now we pussy fuck your pussy! - Slavik, continuing to swear dirty, began to drive his oozing prick in Olya's crotch, trying to attach his penis number two in her vagina.

Finally, after some time, this trick was a success to him, and I heard the muffled groan of my Oli, trying in vain to escape from the pressure. I had a view of her stretched bosom, trying to clasp two male members jostling in it as if in a mortar.

- And, fuck, good, - retarded Glory, - tight bitch.
“Fuck, I can't take it anymore,” this Sanya, who was lying below, and compressing my wife’s chest with his hands, began to cum into her.

When Sanin's member slipped out of Oli, Slavik became too free and he took out his own and began to consider the results of their joint actions.

“We fucked you up, bitch, drank the hole,” he said, spreading out the folds of Olya’s thumbs, between which an open vagina gaped, from which Sanino’s seed flowed. Then his index finger went over Olya's face, lingering around the sphincter of the anus, covered with a rare fluff. - Say, proshmandovka, you in the asshole ever perdolili? BUT?
- Mmmm ...- I could only moan Olya, who had her mouth sealed with tape. (Porn stories) She tried to free herself, but her ankles were tightly tied to the bed, and her butt was treacherously given up to be torn apart by Slavik, who also held her hands tied behind his back with his free hand.
“Looks like I'll be the first here,” continued Slavik. Dipping his finger in the juices flowing from the opened vagina, and making rotational movements, he began to delve into his Olin anus. After a couple of minutes of witchcraft over a helplessly screaming girl, his finger began to go much deeper. Finally, he removed his finger and once again dipping his penis in the vagina, began to fit it to the back hole.

To see how your eyes, your devout breaks up with anal virginity, and you are not involved in this, it was both painful and exciting. Watching how smoothly, millimeter by millimeter, the swollen head of someone else’s male member is hiding in her rectum, ready to tear under this pressure, like your favorite, buried in a pillow and bit her lip, trying to survive the pain - it was humiliating, but unbearably exciting.

- Fuck, how nice it is to be the first, - barely restraining Slavik could only push his dick half, but for Oli it was a lot. After a short wait, he slowly began to swing, gradually increasing the amplitude, and after a couple of minutes he frankly fucked Olga in the ass. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he began to lower her into the rectum.

.. After an hour they left. Olya slept on the bed, probably experiencing a dream in a dream. She still did not know that in the meantime, inside her one of the millions of tail aggressors of my friends had already hooked her egg ready for fertilization. And I sat and thought that maybe tomorrow, having come to work, I would feel slanting eyes and whispers behind my back. Someone will say something in passing, others will probably rend, retelling each other details, but the essence of all the speeches will be the same:

- Do you know that this wife - fucking?