in her wounds and scratches. Sisyastik screamed in pain, burst out of my hand and skukozhilas on the floor, trying to wipe off the stinging liquid. Excitement receded, I vengefully splashed her on the broken, wounded buttocks, causing another desperate cry.

- Show your mouth! - shouted in response.

Trembling, she straightened and obediently opened her mouth. I pressed her cheeks between my teeth, so that she did not skive and open her mouth properly, meticulously examined the pink cavity and said with satisfaction:

- Well, another thing. Now from you can and drink.

I filled her mouth with the remnants of brandy, then leaned down and passionately pressed against her full, broken, crumpled lips. Sisyastik released a thin stream of brandy in my mouth. After drinking it, I realized that I had no strength to keep on. Grabbing the girl under the ass, I threw it onto the table with a growl and buried my face in huge breasts, began to rub bristles on their delicate skin and lick off the cognac mixed with her saliva. I can not imagine what could be sexier, more refined, and simply more pleasant than licking the royal drink from the luxurious breasts.

Reveling in them, I tried to stick a member in Sisyastika, but something prevented me all the time. Having thrust my hand between her legs, I was surprised to find that all this time, the sevenleaves remained in her pussy. Throwing the whip on the floor, I swung a member in my pussy to the very balls. And just fucked up - what was awesome inside of her - warm, narrow and insanely wet. Rarely fuck so excited woman. Making a hollow groan, I began to boldly, powerfully stick into her thirsty flesh. Interestingly, I thought in the meantime, to get distracted and not end a bit longer, but what aroused her? Dominant male or own stories? After all, it only seems at first that the girl is composing to please the pervert, but in fact she gives out her most shameful fantasies, otherwise where do all these details come from if not from her head? And the violence here is just a reason to relax (like, I have no choice) and not to tinker.

I suddenly noticed that the cries of the animals of Sisyastika acquired articulation.

- Punish me! She cried. - Oh, I'm so crappy! So dirty! My lord! Hit me! Strike!

With pleasure, I began to whip her tremulous tits, submissive, wound in a jellylike manner from every slap. It is a pity, he did not reach his face - he tried and fell on the girl. He clutched at the back of her head with both hands, tilted her head and, breathing her breath, stared at her eyes that were distraught with animal enjoyment. These eyes kindled me more than her stories. And dug into Sisyastika on the lips, I furiously plowed my pussy with a dick, with each friction rolling back and forth on her huge breasts, as if on bubbles with brawn. It was divine.

Tired, he left the girl, lifted her legs to her head, and Sisistik suddenly dived into them with her shoulders and crossed the boat behind her head. I was stunned: for the first time I saw a "Viennese shell" alive. In the oblong oval of the legs, the outlines resembling a vulva, all four girls' organs of pleasure gathered in a heap: an open anus, a swollen, oozing pussycat, huge boobs and mouth rolled on me in agitated breathing.

Snarling, I pounced on them all: sticking several times into a tight, but gentle, wet pussy, I pressed the slippery cock into the ass, as it turned out, quite wet, fucked, enjoying the hard, narrow sphincter ring, the movement in which was accentuated by the emptiness behind it , then I put Sisyastika in my mouth - a completely different emptiness, very wet, filled with a frisky snake, and the lip ring, unlike the anus, constantly changes its pressure and shape - and, of course, took tits - tender skin clinging member and moving with him, the impact had alokie like clouds, rolling something like for example jellies, moves in the depth of the breasts - very elegant, now I needed something in zhesche, and I once again stuck in the pussy.Still, this dense hugging along the entire length of the trunk feeling I like more than anyone else.

And here Sisistik squirting. I became very wet and I bounced. She screamed and, the fountain behind the fountain, splashed transparent moisture from the pussy far to the floor. Finally, a wave of trembling passed over the body of the girl, and she fell silent. After a moment, she looked at me in dismay.

- What happened to me? I have described myself?

With a wry smile, I ran two fingers along her genital slit and thrust these fingers into Sisyastik's mouth.

- Does it look like urine?

- Not...

- You are not clean. You have experienced the best orgasm in your life.

Sisyastik's lips quivered in a faint smile.

“This is ... true," she whispered.

- Of course it's true! Now look what you've done.

I put my hand around the floor.

- Oh, - she jumped to her feet, swayed, clutching the table, so as not to fall. - Sorry, Pavel Pavlovich, I will immediately clean everything up!

She fell on all fours, grabbed her jacket and began to wipe the floor, nicely sticking out her ripped ass. The sex lips never closed, the cunt ragged by me gaped in a wet purple hole. And above her shamelessly offered himself an open anus. I no longer wanted to restrain myself, and there was no point — I had finished the girl, moreover, magically. So jumped to her and planted in the ass for the most eggs.

Chilling, Sisistik buried her face in a puddle of her own discharge. I hollowed it, and from my blows, she drove across the flooded floor with her cheek and breasts, the gorgeous golden tail immediately burst in another puddle. The girl did not even scream, just howled like an animal and was shaking in polyorgasm. At each friction, the eggs were thrashed about a pussy, about twisted wet lips, like a Sisyastic kissed my eggs with her cunt in gratitude for each push. The taut wave of pleasure is painfully, as if a burst of birth was rising from my groin in my head, a member swelled, swelled, swelled ... Suddenly, Sisyastik looked at me from the floor, and so much piercing helplessness, brokenness, humility was in her look, in helplessly parted wrinkled lips , in a thin naked neck that covered me. I howled, I stuck it all the way down and shook, feeling how my cock was relieved, pulsing. The head was spinning, I swung back, and the reverse movement of the trunk and the head of the penis through the narrow ring of the bustling butt caused a second wave of orgasm. Grabbing the dick in my hand, I shot a thick white jet into her crotch, at the open hole of a zhopkina, at the twisted sexual lips, and with a moan of relief fell on a leather sofa. Sisyastik remained on the floor in the same position - cheek in a puddle, ass up. Waves of tremor ran through her body, the face turned towards me only transmitted emptyness, sperm flowed out of the zhopka and slowly flowed down the gap between the tired fleshy lips of her pussy.

“Fly in,” I said.

In the same detached way, Sisistik opened her arms, still constrained between her thighs, and began to take out the sperm from herself. She tried to wipe the first portion of the hair on her hair, but nothing happened - they were wet. Stupidly looking at the smeared palms, on the threads of sperm, sagging between divorced fingers, she sighed and carefully licked her hands. Then went faster. Satisfied and relaxed, I watched with a gracious smile as a beautiful girl was wiping and eating my sperm, flowing from her own asshole. What could be more touching? What appreciation might look brighter?

Having cleaned, Sisistik stared at my worn-out penis for a long time. The last droplets of the seed appeared on the head. The girl slipped to me, put her head on my hips and, like a limp sausage, took my dick in her mouth. I stroked her flabby cheeks and looked lovingly at the strand of hair smeared with sperm, lying on the cheekbone like a pearl thread, feeling at the same time how with dexterous movements of the tongue it licks the wrong side of my foreskin.

- Victoria Stepanovna, from tomorrow you are my deputy for academic work. Your technique is clear and very effective.

Sisyastik stared at me, even for a second, the dick stopped sucking, and then pushed it out of his mouth with his tongue:

- This is all bullshit! - she exclaimed. - This is the boys invent!

- I do not care. Either you do it, and it works, or they dream about it, and it will work. You, most importantly, do not forget to report to me. Every Friday, after work, the uniform is sexy.

- Yes, Pavel Pavlovich, - she sat in front of me on the heels, folding down her bent arms between her closed knees, and bowed her head in the Japanese posture of submission.

- Yes, special equipment - well, there, anal balls, bushings, clothespins - you can buy it yourself.

- Herself?!

- For hygienic reasons. I will not fuck you all with the same dildo poke.

- Yes, Pavel Pavlovich. Can I be free?

Pulling the key out of my trouser pocket, I removed her handcuffs.

- Go, Sistik.

She got up on her legs, looked at the rags around her belt - what her dress had become - pulled off, crumpled and threw into the wastepaper basket. She lifted her jacket from the floor, examined it critically. Crumpled, all izgvazanny biological fluids, without buttons ... But there was no choice. Sisistik put on her jacket, took it and proudly went to the door.

She stopped at the door, behind which a great change was unnaturally quietly lurking.

- Pavel Pavlovich, do you like rings more or pendants with rhinestones?

- In terms of? - I did not understand.

- Well, now I’m picking nipple piercing at your request, so I think - rings or pendants ...

***

Our scam lasted until the final exams. The losers got a little better off, but the honors pupils, jealous of jealousy and envy, deprived of system bonuses, were complained to their parents. Sisastyk and I were flooded from work. She was also threatened with a sentence for seducing minors, but the boys, well done, went into a deaf unconscious, and the accusation fell apart. Perhaps the role was played by the fact that in the process of investigation, Sisyastik seduced the prosecutor general and successfully jumped in to marry him. I could not settle down anywhere and worked for six months as a janitor. Then, driven to the point of extreme despair, he settled into a closed BDSM club for homosexuals. Here I work in the toilet "poloskalkoy." It turns out that I knew so little about myself! A whole universe opened before me ...