Natasha landed in the same place where they were taken. On nearby street. She said she needed to lay down her son.

“We are waiting for you at my house in an hour,” Oleg said. - And sneak gently, so that no one noticed, and then they already zadolbali these rumors. It seems that everyone knows everything already. Come on.

Natasha got out of the car and the men drove off. She examined herself. Wet hair pulled tight. Light summer dress, under which there was no underwear. Shoes on dirty feet. Vidocq so-so. She quickly walked to her house without meeting anyone from her neighbors on the way. Lucky.

My son was sitting at the TV and eating chips.

“Hello, dear, I am back,” said Natasha, running past to the bathroom.

“Hi, mom,” the son threw over his shoulder.

Quickly washed, Natasha came out of the bathroom in one towel.

“It's time to sleep,” she told her son, turning off the TV.

“Well, mom, only 11,” the son begged.

“No, oh, mom,” quickly into bed.

Head down, the son trudged over to his room. Natasha sat by his bed for about 15 minutes, waiting for the child to fall asleep. When there was a light children's snore, she left the room, quietly closing the door and went to her room. There she threw off a towel and began to dress. Panties in which she went to the river were missing, for her this is a typical case. Natasha wore a red lace underwear and a black dress on her knees on a clean body. She quickly put on her makeup, put her hair in order, put on black shoes and quietly left the house. Her vagina and ass still a little bit hurt, but she was again excited and full of desire to have sex hard. The guy from the river, who fucked her in the water, still could not get out of her head.

Approaching the gates of Oleg's house, she looked around and entered. The door was hospitably open. She crossed the courtyard and entered the house.

The men were in the kitchen. Natasha threw off her shoes and went to them. She quietly entered the kitchen.

“EPT, you scared us,” Oleg said, looking up from the bottle.

All four sat at the oval table, in their underpants. On the table, besides a bottle of brandy and a couple of bowls of snacks, there was one very interesting thing. Thick, red, ribbed dildo.

Natasha was stuck in the doorway, leaning on the jamb.

“Where did you get this from?” - She asked with interest, pointing to the phallus.

“And this, count, Lenka found in my closet,” Oleg answered, raising the phallus like a scepter. - I am shocked, I did not think she was indulging in such things.

“Sit down, have a drink,” Slavik said, stretching out his arms to Natasha.

She sat down next to him and drank a couple of glasses of brandy. Slava wasted no time with his hand under her dress. Natasha at this time was talking to Oleg about his wife. Without stopping the conversation, she pliantly spread her legs under the table, helping Slavik find what she was looking for.

His hand rested on the already wet new panties.

“No, I don’t understand one thing,” he grinned. - Why are you wearing pants all the time?

“For beauty,” answered Natasha.

Slavik quickly pulled this beauty down and the red lace panties were at the feet of Natasha. His hand began to pull at her wet vulva.

Natasha rolled her eyes and lay back on the couch. When Slavik's hands pulled off her dress on his stomach, he was again surprised by the presence of a bra on Natasha. He bare her boobs, not unbuttoning her bra and began to knead them, kissing her neck.

Meanwhile, Amir took everything off the table and said clearing the surface.

- Climb on the table.

Natasha barely escaped from the clutches of Slavik, who crushed her tits and fleshy thighs. With a dress on her belt and a bra crinkled under her tits, she climbed onto the table and squatted.

“Come on, lean back,” said Oleg, pushing her.

Natasha leaned back on her elbows. Oleg spread her hips wider and took a phallus in his hand. Spitting on him once, he solemnly plunged a rubber member into Natasha's pussy. Her wet crack easily took a rubber device. Natasha groaned with pleasure.

- Now jump on it.

Nath again took a squatting pose and began podmida pmahda, taking in a red phallus, which already drained her juices.

“This is a show,” the men smiled and leaned back, throwing their hands behind their heads. Natasha liked to amuse men in this way, to get them. She immediately saw how everyone was tense in their pants. Natasha dipped her fingers with her saliva and began pulling the clitoris, still jumping on the rubber member. She began to moan loudly on purpose. The men were so excited that they had already laid hands on the members. Slavik got up from the table and unfastened her bra. Two big fleshy tits thankfully fell out of the cups. Then Slavik pulled Natasha's dress over her head. While she was jumping on the penis and masturbating, he squeezed her boobs and kissed her open mouth. Gradually, Natasha began to sweat from the hot excitement flowing through her body. Sweat dripped from her chest and accumulated in the hair of the pubis. Soon the pubis was already all wet, like the table. Natasha's juices flowed down the phallus onto the table, and when Oleg noticed this, he abruptly stood up.

- Everything is enough to flood the table, then the spots will remain.

Natasha did not stop jumping on a rubber member. She was overwhelmed by waves of orgasm, but Oleg abruptly interrupted this voluptuous sensation.

- Hear what I'm saying!

He pulled her off the table. At the same time, all wet and sticky phallus slipped out of Natasha's pussy and fell to the floor.

Oleg began to quickly wipe the table from female secretions. Silent Valera came up to Natasha and raised a wet phallus at her feet.

“Look what I lost,” he smiled, sniffing a rubber dick soaked in women's juices. - Mmm, how it smells.

Then Amir came up and pulled the phallus from him.

“Since you liked him so much, then I return him back,” the Azeri smiled and began to push the phallus back into Natasha's pussy. She willingly spread her legs, in a standing position and the rubber member of the old memory easily went inside completely. Only the lower part jutted out slightly. Natasha strained the muscles of the vagina, trying to keep the toy in itself, otherwise, he would instantly slip out, because her vagina was too wet.

Slavik fell in behind. For some reason, he began to stretch Natasha's panties back on her. She still raised the legs in turn and panties sharply crashed into her crotch, supporting the phallus.

“Now we will conduct a tour of Oleg's possessions,” Slavik said in a tone of an experienced guide, taking Natasha by the elbow.

And so, in one of the crooked shorts attached, with the phallus sticking out of her pussy, Natasha with three men went out of their kitchen. She relieved the vaginal muscles, entrusting the work to keep the phallus inside the vagina, with her panties. Oleg stayed in the kitchen, continuing to rub the table.

Previously, Natasha did not see Oleg's house entirely. The men once fucked her in the yard and again in the kitchen, but she did not go further into the house. The men began to drive her through Oleg's mansion, now and then pawing for her delicious ass and tits.She was a toy for them - a whore. However, it suited her. Such an unlucky game, a walk through the house, with a phallus between your legs.

When they climbed to the second floor, Amir howled from excitement, looking at the round ass in front of his nose, and the thighs on which juices flowed from Natasha's wet pussy. She was a little awkward to climb the stairs, with the phallus in the vagina, but Nate managed.

And so they enter the only bedroom on the second floor, the guest room, as Oleg called it. The patience of men burst at once. Amir abruptly pulled wet panties from Natasha's hips. From surprise, Natasha did not have time to squeeze the vaginal walls and the rubber member slipped out. From her pussy literally poured a stream of discharge, forming a small puddle on the floor. Men instantly pulled off the panties and attacked the excited woman. Amir pushed Natasha onto fresh sheets and pounced on top. He, like a mad bull, began to pierce her wet gap with his huge cock. The moment has come that Natasha has been waiting for all this time. Finally, the real, not rubber, member of flesh and blood is fucking ...