- My husband's boss. Part 1
- My husband's boss. Part 2
- My husband's boss. Part 3
- My husband's boss. Part 4
- My husband's boss. Part 5
- My husband's boss. Part 6
- My husband's boss. Part 7
- My husband's boss. Part 8
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his boss his wife, in what position? I moaned loudly with a member in my mouth so that my husband, if he is now standing outside the door, could hear it. To no doubt how good I am now.
Having decided that he had taken enough advantage of my mouth, the head pulled me out of his penis by the hair, and with a little distance, looked into my eyes:
- My slut wants to fuck her?
“Yes,” I moaned, still held by my hair, it hurt a little.
- Come on, blo_d, speak normally, - snarled Sergey. I have not seen him so excited.
- Your slut wants you to fuck her! - I almost screamed, imagining what my husband feels at the door now, not doubting that he is there.
- Become a cancer! - exhaling this order, the head literally threw me on the bench belly. On trembling hands, I raised myself, sagging in the back, realizing that I would finish as soon as I felt his cock in myself.
He burst in one motion, leaning on me with all his weight, literally squeezing out my uterine moan. He began to move quickly and powerfully, pushing me to the end, pressing his stomach to my bottom. A second later, I exploded into an orgasm. Even darkened eyes. I felt like I was literally squeezing everything around the piston moving in me.
But no one was going to give me a break - a member continued measured movements. Hot breath of a man over his ear:
- Whose are you bitch?
Sharp and sonorous slap on the buttock. I screamed softly.
- Yours, I am your bitch ..., - after an orgasm I was shrouded in a wound of humiliation.
- You will do what I say!
“Whatever you want,” complete submission washed away the last thoughts from the head, again making everyone tremble in the crotch. It seemed I would finish again.
- Whose are you a whore? - Sergey enjoyed my breasts, strongly squeezing them and pulling the nipples.
“I’m your whore,” if someone had told me in the morning that such words would fall from my lips, I simply would not have believed it.
Suddenly his hands left my breasts and squeezed my waist tightly. A member slipped out of me to immediately poke into the ring of the anus. I tried to relax, feeling what a thick head, as she spreads my buttocks. I no longer had the strength to endure another marathon with my booty, and to help the man finish, I half turned to Sergei:
“Your slut wants to get your cum in her mouth,” I tried to give a voice to the notes of the schoolgirl, knowing that the man would not last for long. It turned out not so good, the voice was hoarse and interrupted by convulsive sighs. But apparently it was what was needed.
“Shit,” groaning deafly, Sergei began to cum in my priest, not having time to do anything. His powerful body shuddered at me, sperm was beating directly into the intestine. I strained my buttocks to increase his orgasm. He bit me on the shoulder. Strong. Surely remain traces.
I did not have time to finish again, but gave myself a pleasant bliss, as if through a dream, feeling that my penis was being removed. The seed of a man spilled from the priests, the drops ran down the labia lips down. Putting my palm down, I touched this moisture, and took wet fingers in my mouth, continuing, by inertia, undulating movements of the hips.
Sergei Vladimirovich strongly slapped me on the pope, and leaving in this position, he left the steam room.
I continued to remain in this position, as if wishing to get a continuation. I wanted my husband to come in and see me ... like this ... after another.
A minute passed and the door really opened. I recognized the steps of my husband.Having imagined what he looks like, again excited. Cum lover began to dry on the skin of the buttocks and perineum.
Turning my head slightly to him, I could see how he stopped at the center of the steam room, looking me there.
“Your turn, dear,” after my orgasm, my voice sounded hoarse, but gently.
Oleg slowly approached. Next to me on the shelf fell his sheet. I waited, slightly shaking her booty.
“Did you meet him when he left?” - I wanted to present it as they meet eyes. Pleasure and superiority in the eyes of one, defeat and excitement in the eyes of another.
“He went to the toilet, I waited around the corner until he came out,” her husband felt my ass, sliding his fingers over his boss’s sperm. So they have not met. I was surprised to be disappointed. I would like that.
I spread my legs wider, although my knees were already beginning to ache on a stiff bench:
- Your wife is ready for you, do you feel like everything is wet over there? This is his sperm ...
A wave of lust picked me up again, I was looking forward to his dick.
- Where is he ... finished? - voice Olezhki stopped short before the last word.
- In the ass ... Come in my dear, - I was already starting up in earnest, I wanted my husband to feel it, - your boss has already finished with me. Now I'm yours ... not for long.
Hearing a roar from behind, I felt a member burst into me. With my knees on the shelf shelf, I took in my second member in a row, the second man, feeling not a woman, but just a female for mating. And from this blown roof. Husband lasted very long and soon finished in me. Thinking that their sperm flowing mixed, I also finished. And still in convulsions of an orgasm, she sucked on Oleg with a kiss. He hugged me, as if reassuring, comforting, and I was grateful for that. Putting my hand down, I took his penis, which was starting to weaken, and gently caressed him, turning over the testicles.
I stood facing the door, and from behind Oleg's shoulder, I saw that Sergey Vladimirovich was looking at us from the washroom, again covered with a towel. For a moment, jealousy flashed in his eyes, but then he grinned wryly and disappeared quietly.
Five minutes later, my husband and I, who had already cleaned up, joined him in the gazebo. Sergey Vladimirovich, looked at us and smiled a little, poured alcohol into glasses:
- I think it's time for us all to talk a bit.
My husband and I agreed with him.
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Helen you are super! 15 years did not read anything more erotic and exciting. I will follow your creativity ;-)
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Spasibki) We try)
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At the most interesting point...)))
And three pages is the perfect format.
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Well, the story is, of course, wonderful.
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Yes, I haven't read such a good story on a topic for a long time. Also written by a woman. Thank.
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The stories are fire :) that would be a new part every day. And 3-4 pages. And ideally with a photo ...
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I then have to quit my job ... and my husband)))
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The stories are super simple) We are waiting for the continuation) It is interesting, but the stories are completely fictional, or not?))
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I already answered) One scene from the first story is real, the rest is fantasy)
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One scene from the first story is real
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Which one? Can you clarify?
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At the table)) It was a little different, but I conveyed the essence)
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It is time to go on three)))
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waiting to continue, nice to read
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Gorgeous!
CONTINUATIONS !!!
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They put "Vyshak", because the whole series is just a masterpiece ...
The only thing that diluted the bright colors a little, these are small indulgences in the direction of the husband, went so well into the description of what excites the fact that the husband tastes the lover's taste, that he likes the thought of meeting them after you have sex with the boss (the stronger and winning lover and a weaker and losing husband, but from being even more excited), but smeared with a kiss with her lover, holding the taste of her husband in the mouth, well, one or two other similar moments ...
But this is purely our opinion with my wife, in any case, still with great desire, we will read you, thank you!
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Would you like complete domination of the boss?) I am afraid that it will be somewhat unrealistic to look like. We are all living people. Although I try to focus on the comments. It is a pity that these are mostly men)
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lena V, you are in the second or third part, I apologize, I don’t remember exactly, they wrote that the heroine was from a prosperous family, where nobody even thought about adultery. And now you are saying that complete domination of the boss will look unreal, have you been offered to have the boss fuck both husband and wife? In my opinion, if you do not finish the story now, with the phrase that it was a game. Having built a plot, on the fact that this is a husband with the chief, he agreed to check his wife for fuck.
Although it is up to you and connoisseurs, it is funny that you have moved from a mistress to fucking.
P. S Yes, after such stories, especially those written by a woman, they will say that modern girls do not fuck you fucking thoughts.
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I forgot to add, after the first paragraph and after the last word everything will not be very realistic, at least for me.
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The story is the best I've read in the past year, especially as written by a girl. I look forward to continuing and checking every day whether it is there or not. Very competently and subtly transferred the nuances of how the husband turns into a Cucold.
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Spasibki) With the continuation, I am afraid, wait a couple of days: busy. Plus I want to better understand the feelings of a spouse) He is my editor-in-chief))
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And here you can, and subscribe to the author and you will be on electronics, all the news and added stories.
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In my opinion it would be gorgeous if it all ended with a bisex in three. So that the chief had not only a wife, but also a husband))
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It seems strange to me in this series that connoisseurs will not understand me. And the meaning is, to talk about feelings, about the taste of the husband, etc. If there is a phrase in the end In ass ... Go into me dear, - I already started to give it a joke, I also wanted that I felt it - the head has already finished with me. Now I am yours ... unfortunate.
Of course, I am not a connoisseur, but it seems to me strange, as R. said, what kind of husband is meant if here the husband is not only not the first, but it seems to me soon and not even the second. Because if the wife is given under the scenario in complete submission, then she will not give her husband at all and will carry out what the boss says.
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three? intrigue disappears only porn
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Continued when))) waiting ...)))
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Excellent continuation. 10 +++
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Lena, I am a woman, I like your series of stories very much. I read and not only with pleasure. Everything is fine, keep up the good work.
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THX)
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and to my liking, but this part of the eight ((the ruffian of the chief spoiled everything ...
(small preface for the reader looking)
Yes, we are bitches, but no more than you cables. so nature has decreed that there is a hole that trembles in suitable instumentam. but yours caused, too, do not mind trying out different versions of the cavities. or am I not right?
auto RU. but even if the lady has fantasies and is trying to pay them into reality, sheer pussy pokes her with her nose. especially after it was successfully exploited by its charms. Conclusion - the cute, prudent and attentive boss turned into a goat, degrading speeches at her address. just showed its essence, as I know from practice, this duplicity is peculiar only to chmoshny mudak. if the male is the same as he was in the first part, he will not demean his own woman.
Sorry, for the assessment, I do not accept the obscene :)
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guys note))
do you think that a girl who married a girl and who in the whole history of marriage did not look up would not be of interest, but how could he have fucked me? that's right, life is one, and hormones do their work. and everything is known in the alternative.
and let the man try to prove that he is the best and will not be better. otherwise the girl herself will recheck it))
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