Bride, boys, mm? - with a smile said mom.

“Okay, I'll go change my clothes.” - she sighed.

- No, Tanya. Do not. - Sergey approached her from behind and, hugging her from behind, whispered, “What about the wedding night?”

Laughing, my mother freed herself from his bear hug.

“No one has even stolen me yet, but you already have a wedding night!” She purred and went into the kitchen. The night took its continuation there. We talked on various topics in half voices. Mom stayed in the wedding dress. How beautiful and massively looked her chest! The alcohol ended imperceptibly, but did not want to disperse at all. I wanted to go and filter everything that happened, and I volunteered to go to the store. Do I think that no one went with me. Everyone just gazed at my mom and waited for me to leave as soon as possible. The store was not far away, and after 10 minutes I was at home with two bottles of cognac.

Entering the apartment, I was surprised by the silence that was there. There was no laughter, but the clink of glasses. Only someone's monotonous bass in the kitchen. The entire corridor was filled with cigarette smoke. Passing past the parents' bedroom, I heard an unintelligible whisper and some fussing there. Then the whisper stopped and the monotonous creaking of the bed began. After a few seconds, a mom's reserved groan “mmmm ... ooohh” was heard, it was not at all loud, but it was enough to understand that someone was fucking mom.

Apparently all the same, Sergei won the right of the wedding night. I went into the kitchen. Three people were sitting there - Anton, Zhenya and Sergey.

- Where is Igor? - I asked

- Stole the bride. - all men smiled. I put the brandy on the table and went to hang a jacket. In the doorway, unexpectedly ran into mom.

- So fast? What did you buy? She asked. She was no longer wearing a dress, but a black peignoir and stockings. “Boys pour me soon. I am terribly thirsty, and, shaking her hips in this form, she went to the table. Everyone's jaw dropped, seeing her in such sexy robes. “I couldn’t hold the witness, but I didn’t wait for you,” my mother said, pouting.

- Tanya, sit down soon. We poured you a long time ago.

“You look amazing.” - not taking my mother's eyes, said Eugene.

- Thanks, sweety. - Mom said smiling and stretching her legs began to drink brandy.

- So, well, the witness is where? - asked Serey.

- I do not know. Sleeping, I guess. - Mom shrugged.

Everyone smiled, realizing what was happening in the bedroom. Shyly and in a trembling voice, Zhenya said: “Tatiana, let me take a picture with you. In memory of the most beautiful and sexiest woman in the world "

- Zhenya, of course! - Mom got up and sat down on her knees, hugged her neck, eroticly bent over in the back.

- I also want to. - Sergey said and already started to get up, but here, as it was already here, Anton was standing directly next to the models for the photo shoot. I took Eugene's phone and took a couple of shots. “Come on, Zhenya, get me in.” Mom leaned towards him, so her breasts were a few inches from Zhenya's face. He hesitantly hugged his mother by the waist. His hand began to sink below. Mom invitingly kicked her ass.

Zhenya palm was already lying right on my mother's buttock. Mom got up and sat right on top of Zhenya, facing her and back to me. The back of the peignoir was raised, and mother's thongs were visible. I constantly clicked the photoapp-phone. Mom turned to the camera and passionately looked straight into the lens. She clearly got a taste. Pull the leg, then one second. Then she stood against the wall. Sergey approached her and lifted her leg as if in a dance and closely pressed herself against her. Mom sat down again just on top of Eugene. Her movements were visible on the standing member of Eugene. She frankly rubbed about him. Apparently the excitement of all has already reached its apogee.

- And how do you like that! - Mom stood on the table and slightly erotic leaned.

Sergey took her leg in his palm and began to cover with kisses.Mom all this gave great pleasure. She began to lower her negligee, freeing her breasts. "Ogooo" The men lined up in a chorus. Mom started to strip. I could not look at all this, and backing out of the kitchen. But I had to know how this would end.

All members were staked. Mom got cancer sticking out her ass right on the table. The first could not stand Anton. He got up on the couch and opened his fly right in front of my mother's mouth, throwing out his penis. Mom did not have to persuade for a long time, and she greedily swallowed him and began to suck. Her lips tightly wrapped member of Anton. Sergey, with some kind of animal roar, got up on the chair behind the mother, and pushing off her panties abruptly entered her and began to fuck. The smell of alcohol and thick smoke from cigarettes stood in the kitchen. "Ahhhh" rang throughout the apartment. If only nobody woke up.

- Yeah ... Ooohh ... okay. - Sergey rigidly had my mother.

- Aaahh. Goooooo ... mmm ... more ... - mom moaned. Mom was the embodiment of sex. At this moment, it seemed that she was ready to give everything to the entrance, the city, the world. Sergey's rhythmic and strong movements shook mother again and again. His rough, huge palms tightly squeezed his mother's large buttocks. Zhenya did not stand aside and, unbuttoning his fly, stood beside Anton - right in front of my mother's sweet mouth. Mom closed her eyes with pleasure.

- Yeah, Seryozha. Deeper ... ooooohhh ... - she moaned. Seeing Eugene's member, surprisingly long but not very fat, my mother, licking his head, took him completely in her mouth.

Anton furiously jerked watching all this. Sergey increased the pace and furiously fucked mom. Grunting and jerking convulsively, he finished right in mom. The vacant place quickly took Anton. With sharp movements, then quickly, then slowly he entered his mother. She moaned blissfully. At one point, she screamed out loud: “Aahhhhhh ... how deep ...! More !! ”Anton, inspired by such gratitude, began frantically fucking mom. Her full breasts swayed to the beat of Anton's movements, and her mouth periodically occupied Zhenya, then Sergey, who had regained strength. Mom diligently sucked from them. Indescribable bliss was read on her face. She liked to be a whore.

After Anton finished his place was taken by Zhenya. Mom otpatila ass and he completely without any resistance, began to fuck mom from behind. Anton sat beside him and smoked, and Sergei, covering his eyes, enjoyed his mother's suction. Mom liked to be given to this pack of males. The make-up was completely smeared and gave her a more fucking look. She was fucked by three men. Greedily. Furiously. But it was not sex with some kind of prostitute from the street, but with a woman of the first grade. Peignoir, gorgeous big breasts, beautiful long legs in black stockings, big round butt ... Goddess. Aphrodite. But no. This is my mother. A faithful wife who loves her husband very much.

Zhenya continued methodically to fuck my mom. The sweet atmosphere of sex and filled the kitchen. Zhenya began to dramatically increase the pace. Mother's groans were heard throughout the apartment.

- I can not anymore. - Zhenya whined through his teeth and after finishing a couple of frictions he finished right in mom. Literally a few seconds later, Sergey, with a wild roar, lowered his mouth straight into his mother's mouth. She barely had time to swallow all his sperm. Drops of white liquid remained in the corners of her mouth. Weakened Eugene flopped on the sofa. Mom stood on the table and, leaning on Sergey's hand, sat on the sofa. Blissful lecherous smile made her face incredibly exciting.

- Boys pour the lady of champagne. - mom whispered softly in a weak and contented voice.

Having drunk a glass, my mother tried to get up, but apparently alcohol and half-hour sex with three men exhausted her completely.

- Oh, I think I'm completely drunk. I want to sleep. - mother somehow got up and went to the side of the bedroom.

- Quiet, Quiet ... we will take you. - Sergey was right there. Taking my mother by the waist on the right side jumped, Zhenya and hugged her on the left.

“Mmm ... boys ... you are so gallant.” - A very unsteady gait with his heels, the mother, accompanied by her cavaliers, went into the bedroom. I quickly moved there and hid behind a curtain. Igor was already sleeping there.

Mom put next to him. Sergey took off her shoes, covered with a blanket and gently kissed. "How I love her," he sighed deeply. Zhenya began to wake Igor

- Get up, we have to go.

- Yes Yes. Now. - Igor muttered in a sleepy voice.

- Come on, we wait.

Sergey and Zhenya left the bedroom. Igor stretched, straightened his long hair. I wanted to get up, but I noticed a mother sleeping next to me. One of her legs was knocked out from under the blanket. He began to stroke his mother's thigh. He lowered the blanket, freeing his chest from the peignoir, swallowing, put his hand on the soft pliable flesh, began to crush her mother's boobs. Throwing the blanket off her completely, he began to unbutton his pants. Mom through a dream began to moan and gave way to meet Igor's hands.

She was completely unaware of what was happening. The bedroom had a persistent smell of fresh alcohol. Igor unzipped his fly and pulled out his standing member, putting his lips into his mother's lips, leaning on her from above. Mom responded to the kiss and they started kissing passionately. Igor covered kisses on her neck, breasts. They are like young lovers fearing that someone will notice them, in a hurry to merge a single whole.

- How I want you. - said Igor.

- Mmmm ... I want you, honey. - Mom whispered passionately. She spread her legs and let Igor into herself.

He abruptly entered his mother and a deaf moan escaped from her mouth - “uuuhh ... mmm”. I saw Igor’s back, his intense pushes inside his mother, her legs in stockings wrapped around Igor’s waist and nails digging into his back. (Porn stories) Igor powerfully entered his mother and with each stroke the bed creaked and hit the wall, and only quiet "ah ... ah ... ah" came out of my mother. I am sure that my mother did not even know who was fucking her. Husband, neighbor, colleague, old man, macho. It didn’t matter to her - she wanted a member inside herself and he was fucking her, and who owned it was completely unimportant.

“Well, will you be there soon?” Zhenya looked into the room and saw Igor on top of his mother, who was intensively driving his stake into his mother.

- Yes ... yes ... now. hissed Igor.

- Ooohhh. - Mom issued a long moan. After that, Igor immediately finished. Zhenya smiled and left, closing the door. Igor got up, dressed quickly, slapped his mother on the ass, smiled slyly and left. Mom was sleeping, as if nothing had happened, as if there was no sex, and it was just a dream.

In the corridor, there were sounds of buttoning zippers and voices of guys.

- Lech, when did you go to sleep?

- Yes, when it all began. Probably not very pleasant to watch your mother fuck.

- I would have his girlfriend, Oksana, pulled. Nice nipple.

They laughed softly and exchanging a couple of phrases opened the door and left. Outside the window is already light.