It seemed that in a fairly large company, everyone knows that the love of all life left Cyril for the sake of a rich dad. Even Batyana, the owner of their office, knew about this. Batyana was well provided. It was rumored that he had a couple of oil wells besides a network of gas stations, but he was “his boyfriend”, took an active part in the development of projects, could call his colleagues to drink beer or go to football, while admitting that he is just a toy, indulging in that, he rests with his soul.

Batyana arrived at the office two days after Marina announced Cyrus to break. He met a guy in the hallway. A short, tightly-knit little man, shaving his head baldly to disguise a vast bald patch put a guy's paws on his shoulder and said heartfelt:

- Kirya, you are the most promising designer in Russia, already out of Moscow orders went jamb, and I will not let you limp. That's what ... Today is Friday, so let's take a whore, roll over to my villa and relax properly ...

Cyrus even recoiled. Together with Batian in his villa? In spite of all his “personal ability,” no one was honored with such invitations. At any other time, it would be flattering and even spurred a zeal for service ... But now! And how can you do anything with other women, if his Marina is now with ... And yet, maybe, really? ..

Batyana interpreted the boy's shyness in his own way:

- You're right! Fuck you now to nothing. There are two whores in my other company, clean, pretty, just sexy ... and hot, mmmm ... - Dad closed his eyes, smacked his lips dreamily. - I rarely use them. And it's good for them - the award goes solid, and for me - to hang out not with whores, but with tasty sluts - this is cool! You do not think, I am not a freak: as soon as one of them gets married or falls in love ... gee-gee ... I will immediately stop using ... But the prizes will stop, gee-gee ...

“Well, since Marinka is with me like that, then I have nothing more to lose,” the guy decided and agreed ...

And here he goes to the villa to the Batyana, shocked, to be honest ...

And the point is not that Alice, the first of the “whores,” turned out to be a broken maid, a little vulgar, excitedly laughing at every joke. No, she was very even: a steep-faced girl with a thin waist and long legs, she had a voluminous bust, which the Sovereign had already managed to squeeze before boarding the girls in the car. In addition, Alice had a striking appearance - a large sensual mouth, huge eyes and eyebrows at odds.

But here is the second girl ... When Yana came to the car, Kira's heart pounded like crazy - at first it seemed to him that it was his Marina! A graceful figure, a short tight skirt that opens the slim legs, accentuated by shoes on an incredible stiletto, a riskyly unbuttoned blouse on an elastic chest, and, most importantly, a beautiful face of a tender oval with mocking blue eyes framed with fluffy eyelashes, with plump puffs and tops and tops and tops and tops and toes. In general, the angel descended from heaven.

But of course this was not his Marina.

It looks like a walk, and a sweet smile, and a perky laugh, and even a gesture with which Yana straightened her blond hair. Everything was so similar that the guy did not leave the feeling - it was Marinka who was driving in the front seat to the villa, so that there she would be fucked. Surrealism was so continuous that Cyrus did not respond at all to the advances of Alice sitting next to him, and even took her hand away when she wanted to get into his pants. Of course, it would be difficult to control desires when such a luxurious whore is around. Her eyes in black stockings, exposed with a slipped skirt to a strip of skin, and badlon-stretch, stretched to the limit by large breasts, and even large nipples defiantly sticking out of thin fabric can be noted at the corner of the eye.But, even despite the fact that the last couple of months Yulia Marina, avoiding closeness, the heart still ached and flirt with other girls, especially to allow them to touch the penis, there was no mood. Moreover, Kira, from her place, could see how her spade-shaped palm was moving on Yana's thigh, gradually shifting the edge of the skirt all lush. Immediately it seemed that at that moment the same bald, self-satisfied peasant climbs under his skirt to his Marina, and she only smiles playfully ...

In general, Cyrus arrived at the villa not in the best mood.

“I’ll drive the car to the garage,” said the Father, getting out of the car, “this is not up to it.”

And he showered Jan, squeezing her neat ass, and then turned to Alice and with the words: "There is no one to be ashamed of," pulled her badlon upwards, revealing her luxurious boobs tremblingly quivering, barely released them.

“And I’m not ashamed,” the girl broke off, substituting one hemisphere, then another under the man’s palm, and squealing as he pinched his fingers at the swollen nipples.

- Kirya, do not fall behind! - Dad commanded and led the girls along the path to the villa. Both of his hands immediately got under the short skirts. Alice laughed aloud on the way, twisted her ass and sometimes exaggeratedly loudly oikala - apparently, Batanyan did not limit herself to caressing the girls through her panties, and already getting into their slits. Yana behaved much calmer, occasionally joining a man. And she did it so trustingly and intimately, as if the big boss had not led her to fuck under the skirt without sentiment, and she walked with her beloved in the park on a romantic date. “Just like Marinka!” Thought Cyrus, looking at the girl who had not lost the grace of her gait, in spite of the man’s hand in her panties and her fingers, probably already scurrying inside. Oh, how he dreamed all these days, so that Marina would suddenly appear on the threshold, clinging to him like that, and say something that would make it clear that all the differences were in the past ...

When the guy emerged from the dreams, everyone had already climbed the vast open veranda. Dad pressed Yana against the wall, her panties were lowered to her knees, legs in black stockings were slightly apart, and the male hand moved tirelessly, processing it between the legs. The girl threw back her head on the decorative facing, her eyes were closed, the sponge was bitten, her chest heaved high, and quiet moans broke from the flap of her mouth with a strip of white teeth.

Alice, standing next to her, with her badloon still pulled to her throat, giggled stupidly and shuddered with breasts. She threw a draft look in the direction of Cyrus, but meeting an indifferent return glance, puffed up her lips and turned away ...

“Stop it, Cyrus!” - the boy said to himself, gritting his teeth, because Yana again reminded Marina so, which was exactly the same as moaning at the time of their proximity ...

“Oh, the girls are good,” exclaimed Dad, looking up from Yana and showing the gleaming fingers in the grease. - Look, from it flows, as from a drainpipe!

The former love so could not boast, so this gesture left the guy indifferent, and the Dad already turned, predatory grinning, to Alice:

- You too flowed?

- All panties drenched! You can check! - and the girl lifted the hem, spread her legs and helpfully leaning forward.

- Come on, come on ... - fingers like sausages immediately got into tiny panties and began to actively move there. - And this wet! ... And if so? ..

Batyana, not stopping naughty between the thighs of the girl, took hold of the nipple, first unscrewing it 180 degrees, and then stretching it so that it turned into a cone.

- Ohhh, I'll finish now! - Alice moaned in a tragic whisper, audible, probably a mile away.

- What's so bad, Kirya? - sympathetically asked Batanyan, turning to the guy and stumbled upon his indifferent look. - Ek, Marinka yours finished you! Fuck, even the girls do not want to fuck!

Cyrus shrugged.

- Well as you know. If anything - any at your service ... - Sir, again turned his attention to Alice.- No, she will finish today without a dick! - He growled and seemed to double his efforts so that his elbow sounded like a piston on a speeding steam train, and the nipple was ...