to make her really start to fuck in front of her husband. And they asked me for advice on how to push her to this.

I offered them a scheme:

Somehow to do so that one of her lovers during the love scene arranged the situation so that, as it were, by chance a friend entered. The main thing that the lady was drunk. So what would this first her gruppavichok was also so secret from her husband. Well, the same secret as the usual meeting with her lover. Both guys must alternate each other, for a long, long, long time to keep a lady in a long orgasm. One thing is important - the lady will then be eager to meet these two or three friends more often. After all, the lady will understand the reliability of further secrecy from her husband yet

Well, while I was talking about it all to the Italian, who was sitting in the chair, then I felt in myself a member of the Italian, who was digging me with cancer. And he all fucked cancer and literally dreamed, just to watch in public as fucking his wife. Excellent felt that his cock and is not going to let me down. Apparently he had already let me down too many times.

And suddenly, in mid-sentence, I felt that he completely took out his penis from me. And right there with a mad push again pushed me. And then abruptly, at the full speed of his member, often swotting. And at the same time, that Italian, who was hammering me with cancer, suddenly appeared in front of me and the keys to my car dangled on his dick.

And right next to that, another Italian was sitting in a chair and laughing. He literally stuck his dick into my mouth and so for a couple with someone they had me, and continued to hammer in the pussy and mouth. And the one who sat in the chair gave advice: “In !!! That is how your wife in Italy and sex teachings. Like, well, not immediately - let first a couple of lovers with their friends will pass through their pussy. And then you and my husband will connect to the heap. "

Of course, the one who kicked me in my pussy, very quickly began to let me down in my pussy and, as it were, followed in my mouth and started to go down, and the Italian too. I just managed to ask our driver, who is lowering the sperm, the driver - behind the mirror, at least one viewer is there? He said - yes there are a dozen. I, from these words, I, in pursuit of, just broke out his orgasm.

I wanted in the name of a dozen viewers, so that the one who dug me in the pussy did not pull the dick out of me. Well, as far as possible - to keep his penis in himself longer. To do this, I had to literally have a guy on the top. The guy had to fall on the sofa.

It turned out that now I was sitting as a rider on the guys, but with my back to his chest. He, lying on his back, continued to hammer me and lower, and lower, and lower my hot sperm deep into the womb. At the same time, he widely spread my sex lips. I understood that I need to push the legs as wide as possible. What for? Well as - THEATER here! Well, because everyone who is now looking at us now through a transparent mirror, all the viewers could enjoy the picture as I fuck on this couch.

- Let me raise your legs to the top. - I covered my pelvis with my hands and from the inside of my thighs as I could, spread my legs apart. This is already a balancing act, because for me the only support turned out to be a member inserted into me! Slightly made a few strokes and the member still fell. After all, it is difficult to find a balance how to keep me in your arms and for bravado even more recklessly to hammer already weakened member.

- In! Look, our whore boss will soon return to us. HOORAY!!!

- I didn’t break the dick in half and didn’t break it, and you also URA yelling.

At the same time I experienced an orgasm and sausage. I had to shove a few fingers into my vagina and finish off my orgasm with my own fingers. From pussy so much sperm flowed! Horror as much. Horror !!! The guy is obviously “from the heart” filled me with sperm.

This all caused a strong enthusiasm for both Italians. And even more delighted with them was the situation when three dressed men came out with me naked, fucked-in-sperm from the elevator zone inside the garage. It was then that they stumbled upon a dozen drivers. The men, although they did not come close to us, but still applauded very loudly.

The Italians, with surprise, didn’t poke their eyes out of orbit when they saw how exactly the pre-lift space looked through the transparent mirror and how I looked on the couch !!! On this couch - like on stage. They even offered me along with the driver, who fucked me back to the sofa, while they themselves settled on the benches.

The Italians have a sea of ​​enthusiasm - they took the member again and carefully licked his penis and eggs. At the same time it is located on the couch so that my legs would be apart.

- Damn, what a pity that you do not get a member.

- Yes, stay a few more minutes.

- Nah - let's go - the theater needs to be finished. I still have to lead the Italians to the hotel and quickly go home to a new beloved husband.

As soon as this dialogue took place, then, as if talking to a member, I spoke the whole conversation in different voices in English. Imagine, Ildarchik, as the Italians were dismayed, who were watching us through a transparent mirror and listening to our communication through the speakers! Already after the English version, and smacking his prick, I already had his half-worthy member myself and put them in my pants. And then to the exit. We were greeted again with applause.

- Come on encore! Let's!!! The opening of the new season took place. HOORAY!!!

As if in a theater, I bowed in a curtsy - spreading my legs wide apart, caressing my tit with one hand and bowing with the other. The Italians applauded the loudest. I got to my car completely unhindered. And we all three started off.

Passing through the garage until the very exit, I stopped. In the eyes of the three guards came out naked from the car. She took out a fucking outfit of her clothes from the trunk and put a bag with my dress in the trunk. Italians dressed me and fastened these two buttons on me. We rushed straight to you, to the entrance of your plant. Only here we drove up and in half a minute you already, and go to the car. This is such a good working day today.

- “Lucky,” that you were fucked from the very morning until the last minute?

- Oh! Are you jealous. I no longer have anything but jealousy to say and do not want? Himself, probably, began to fuck his deputy. boss. Oh, my dear Ilka - I find out - I will beat as the last scum!

So, let's do it this way - now we’ll quickly jump home - I will take a shower, change clothes in a restaurant today. (eroticspace.info) Celebrate a successful contract.

“What does the secret elevator mean?” - I could not wait to ask about it while Tatiana ruled and told and told everything. Especially since, as I was approaching the parking lot, I had already seen our neighbor standing in the parking lot with a huge bouquet of roses. And therefore I was in a hurry to ask this and other questions in the hope that Tatyana could be right there and answer.

- Well, as soon as we retire - I will tell you about this intimate elevator (apparently Tatiana made a reservation in the name of this elevator).

This is the question I really asked Tatiana in the parking lot when Sergey approached our car. But in fact, she told the whole story described here by Tatiana just a little while driving while driving home. She told almost the whole story later, when she was sitting in a restaurant.

Not only that, this whole story was told to me already in a restaurant, but at the same time I didn’t guess that Tatyana judge, tells not only me !!! When I listened to Tatiana and caressed her body at the same time in a restaurant, and she, responding to the caress of my hands, tells me at once to a heap of hidden spectators.Our place in the restaurant was dried and displayed with an excellent picture, and with excellent sound to the public. And how it was - set out in the next story.

It is just difficult to give a fragmentary idea of ​​this whole Tatyana storytelling in fragments. Well, respectively, here I am to present in parallel the events in the SW-restaurant and in parallel this story of Tatiana about her present day at her work ... I hope the readers will also be interested in reading two narratives as two different stories. I assure the readers that the following story will turn out to be even more eccentric in its events than this one ...

The following story will be called:

Tatyana. 10th part. Acquaintance with SW - restaurant.

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