- Yurik insert it in her ass, you prepared it so well, - Vova addressed to him, - she wants you too. And you have not been there yet.

Katkino's body, from behind, everything was striped from skipping ropes, but most of all she got an elastic ass, which was already all red.

Yurik scratched his head in indecision, then walked over to Katka, who did not even take an eye on him, being engaged in a member of Vova. And podrachivaya a little, he went into the looming before him, ajar anal.

Katkina legs, brought together, stood on the bench, she also held her hands with her hands. She was again fucked from both sides, but in a different way. The body trembled. Katka liked that she was fucked from behind by Yurik, because today he was her executioner. And how else, she never thought that he would whip her with such force. The guy with whom she never had intimate intimacy, stretched her like the last slut, continuing to torment her ass. Without asking her about it. Yes, and what was asked if everything was predetermined. She sat down on a member, podmahivaya him. And everyone looked at it. And she felt.

Vova finished in her mouth. She tried. Catching all that got from his penis, swallowed. A member continued to walk in the mouth. Behind him, Yurik was trying to overexcited, he, too, had finished, frozen for a second, having planted to the full. I looked at her fidgety ass and his dick entering it. Yes, and Katkina ass, slapped his hand a few times at the time of ecstasy. She bent, her eyes saw only the belly of Vova. The member Yurika moved again, pouring into her to the end.

Vovan looked inquiringly at Vitka.

- Fuck her standing, so I have not had, - he replied.

Katka got up and walked to the wall of the Swedish, looking Vitka in the eye. He looked at her. He approached her, turned his back to her, she clung to the wooden crossbar with her hands, sagging. Vitka, with her knee, spread her legs. He felt his labia with his hand and, parting them with his fingers, slipped into his lips with a slippery member, holding his waist. She froze for a moment. Vitek began to move, Katka rushed forward, swaying. The member went into her vagina with unprecedented ease, and Vitek sped up to increase friction. He watched intently as she moved, dropping her eyes down. I admired her nimble, smooth body. His lungs worked like blacksmiths.

Katka flowed again, not the first time today. Clamps her nipples, increasing the rolling desire. Muscles gradually began to whine, the marathon was over. And Katka felt like a second wind. She was fucked by Vitek and now he knew what she really was. He knew everything about her. Her legs began to shrink involuntarily, an orgasm began. She raised her face up, her hair spread over her back, following the movement of her body. His mouth opened silently, anxiously catching the air.

- Well she fucks, yes Yurik? - asked Vovan, folding his arms across his chest.

- Well. I thought her ass would be tighter, but it went like clockwork.

- This is only one of its merits.

“Wow, she sucks, too, cool,” Yurik agreed, “I would even say, sucking away.”

Vovan grinned:

- Well, I was a coach before, now I train her ... I keep it in good shape. You see, today is on the discharge rents. I think I passed it or not.

- I passed, it seems to me, - Yurik twisted his mouth in a smile.

“Okay, so be it.”

Witek finished. A hoarse moan escaped from him and he clung to Katkina's back, pulling her by the hips. Slowed down, moving systematically. Then he stopped and took out his penis, stepping aside.

Katka turned to face the room, looking all over. Raised hands, she held the wall of the Swedish. Her breasts heaved, she was silent.

All three admired her. Nature was highly inspirational, creating a flexible body. Beautiful face, small breasts, flat stomach, straight long legs.

Vova went to Katka, carefully removed the nipple clips and bracelets from his hands, sat down in front of her, removing the leather bracelets from his feet. Rose, removed the collar.

- Katyusha, go to the shower, - only he said.

Vova led out Yurik and Vitka from college, opening the door for them.

- Vova, maybe we will repeat later? - asked Vitek.

- We'll see.

- Come on. It was interesting, - supported Yurik, holding the door handle.

- Understand, this is not all I manage.

- Who? - it was again Yurik.

- To this question, there is no answer.

- OK, bye.

They shook hands.

Returning to the hall, Vova went to the shower. The sound of water was given away from the tile. Katka was washing off a lather standing under warm streams facing the wall. Vova, in a T-shirt, jeans and low shoes, approached her, tenderly embracing her by the shoulders. His clothes were dark, soaked with water.

- Everything you wanted, this time ...

“This is even for a little girl too, I thought you would tear me apart,” she tilted her head to the side.

- They are not strangers to you.

- Yes, I know ... I did not expect from you with jumpers, it turned out very sharply, - she turned, having got into his arms.

“It was a small impromptu,” water ran down his face.

He began to kneel, kissing her bitten body, hugging her legs.

“We have a wild love,” she said, turning over his wet hair.

- It excites ... Do you know, waking up every morning, I think, am I the person that was yesterday?

She laughed loudly:

- And what, figured it out?

- Not really, but I'm on the verge.

P. S. from the author: This story is a free continuation of my other story "I love to be dependent"