and excited in me the desire as soon as possible in the evening to meet again with his beloved minx. But, what I saw at the entrance, I was very shocked. Tatiana sits behind the wheel. A gentleman sits right in the front seat and very actively discusses documents with Tatyana and to my surprise, not in English, but in French.

The second gentleman, who was sitting in the back, just frankly crushed Tatiana's boobs, and he was not embarrassed at all, what is possible and makes it difficult to discuss the topic with another Italian. He was also not embarrassed by the fact that there is quite a lively place. And it was also embarrassing that I got into the car in the back seat.

But the cool thing is that, even introducing me to her Italians as a husband, Tatyana did not at all try to remove the hand of the Italian from her boobs. Moreover, both of them readily got acquainted with me, and at the same time opened Tatiana's blouse and moved her finger with the inscription: “The whore was shaved: 1. son, Raphael; 2. husband, Ildar; 3. neighbor, Sergey. The inscription has practically not been read. But apparently we all realized that even in the morning and in the afternoon everyone who had fucked Tatiana had read this inscription.

I was ready to fail through the ground, as I was ashamed that so unceremoniously publicly and feel and expose any parts of the body on my nymphomaniac. But Tatyana assured me that she is now doing simultaneous translation especially for me. And the words of delight fell and fell from both Italians. And she translated them all and translated ...

- I explained to them that the office whore is my position at work, but group fucking at my home is possible only with close people. Therefore, do not expect that I will fuck with you at her husband. And as for work, we’ll continue tomorrow, and now I’m going into the hands of my beloved family. So, I have fulfilled your request - I will meet my husband. I take you to the hotel and gut-bye, see you tomorrow.

Something like this she translated to me after this text was presented to them in English. And we quickly moved literally a couple of houses from the entrance of my plant. So close was their hotel.

When parting, both Italians kissed Tatiana and pinched quite frankly. And so playfully, when one of them shook my hand, the other unbuttoned both the little button on the blouse and the little button on the skirt. The skirt turned around as a candy wrapper unwraps the candy, and the blouse immediately slept. Tatiana at this moment was completely naked, and in front of my eyes the inscription to the left of the pubis appeared: “SLUT”, and to the right the inscription “BELISIMO”. And right under the tits: “the chef approved”; and signature: leaving the left armpit.

And the Italian, who undid and unbuttoned Tatiana, rushed with handshakes to me. And that Italian, who stopped shaking my hand, confidently raised his hand to Tatiana up. He really wanted to show me how far to go in the armpits painting boss. At the same time, he spent his finger on the words "the chief approved" and then on the signature. Tatyana just smiled, not embarrassed.

But here he is the professionalism of the simultaneous translator! Something translated there especially for me, regarding the fact that the Italians were supposedly delighted that Tatiana had such a specific orgasm !!! Like, how amazing when she squeezes a member with her muscles of her vagina.What he will not refuse to, instead of leaving today - to linger for another couple of days, so that again and again to enjoy this orgasm of my wife.

Imagine. The translator herself was stripped naked. She is sitting naked behind the wheel of a car. And the three of us stand and enjoy how she communicates with us, and she herself translates, then the Italians' phrases for me, then my phrases addressed to them.

I imagine how she herself is not easy - after all, we are discussing exactly her own self and how she behaves in sex, before sex, after sex. And what exactly is planned to do with it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. It is very amazing !!! It’s one thing for men to talk about a woman a woman, and she gnaws away seeds at a distance. And another thing - she translates the words, evaluating her body and her own orgasm !!!

But it was painfully vulgar that one of the Italians stuck five fingers at once deep into Tatyana's vagina. He pulled them out and with his second hand began to demonstrate twisting and squeezing action against very wet fingers, which are just what Tatiana's pussy had been to.

Tatiana translated for me: “he is delighted with how I twist his penis like that with my muscles” And with the same gestures I showed with my own hands the gestures of the Italian. Their hands are intertwined in mutual clarification. Moreover, Tatiana made active movement of the fingers, the symbol of a member. And the Italian opposite the active movement depicted the entire palm - a ring, which penetrated the fingers symbolizing the member. There was such an impression from the outside that they sincerely rejoiced at each other; fun innocently fooling around.

And the second Italian wielded gestures and fingers around the pubis, abdomen, and inside of the thighs, and thrusting, and sticking out his fingers deep into the vagina of radiant Tatiana. Delight, emotionality, active participation of hands in the display of their feelings. Overall pretty quiet, almost in a whisper. Tatiana was still almost in a whisper translated any of their phrases. Translated and even during this short-term fisting.

Well, at least, thank God, that the place where we stood was absolutely deserted. Although I noticed, how to us on the other side of the street, two passersby wave their hands. But it is unlikely that they could really see anything, because the three men were standing near the open driver's door. And it was hardly possible for them to really and clearly see that an absolutely naked woman was sitting at the wheel with her legs apart.

Although at the end of the conversation, when both Italians began to move away from the car, they finally asked both Tatiana and me not to close the door of the car for a second time to look at what was left to sit naked Tatiana with her legs apart next to her young husband.

- Well, everything went. - First, slammed the door Tatiana, and then, when I sat in the front seat next to it, she added. - Well, fasten at least a couple of buttons on your girlfriend. I will not will, when wrapped her in a skirt, he stuck a pair of fingers in her pussy. Tatyana flowed. And already bit her lip.

- Well, you just do not be jealous of me. - At the same time, she licked my fingers from her vaginal discharge, and as I understood it from sperm too. Nothing personal. Work is work. I only thought about you all day long.

- I see exactly how. And always-always would like to see my girlfriend fuck with other men. Dreams Come True. Apparently very much, well, very much and wanted me to meet with such a girl.

On these last words, Tanyusha herself began to insert my fingers into her pussy even deeper. It was difficult to break away from mutual caresses. But let's go.

- Can you imagine what I'm lying in the trunk now? Awesome dress. Today, well, after we drove from the hotel to the boss to work, I suddenly had a question - to go up with the guests by an ordinary elevator, which all employees use and then I’ll light up my fucking look or ask the boss that he would allow secret lift? The chef said on the phone, they say, we don’t let any guests into the secret elevator, we only carry there naked whores.

NOTE: approximately in this place of communication with Tatyana we already approached the house. And when we parked, we were met by our neighbor, Sergei, with a huge bouquet of roses.And the whole further story (Tatiana. 9th part.) in fact, Tatiana was telling for the most part in a different setting - just visiting the restaurant “De Bosch” (Tatiana. 10th part). Simply stupid convenient to create two different stories.

But the guys are so u-hi-dokali and a blouse, and a skirt, that I offered them to drop home - they say, it is necessary to change clothes. After all, you yourself will be inconvenient to communicate with my boss when the translator sits like a fucked prostitute. And immediately, one of the Italians offered me to stop by on the way to the boutique and try on ... Read more →