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and giving pleasure to the landing, and then allowing yourself to fuck between the tits! And if the angel wants to put all this in social networks? ..

“Okay, come on, guys, Jack was waiting for ...”

Trembling with horror, sweet excitement, unsatisfied desire and humiliation, I rose to my feet and trod off behind the trinity. However, I didn’t even think about buttoning up and straightening up the skirt - there was no order, and, considering my fear of the guys, and all the more compromising compromising material in their hands, I should now be doubly obedient and executive. They want me to appear before this Jack with bare charms in a blouse unbuttoned to the navel, in a skirt upturned to her hips, with traces of lubrication from the member in the hollow and the current hole - so be it ...

Jack was a hefty man, all in tattoos. He looked skeptically at my view, hemmed and shook his head deep into the apartment. We went to one of the rooms where the three stood on the sofa, and I was ordered to undress and lie on the ottoman in the center, covered with a white sheet.

I again felt uneasy - an unfamiliar man easily looked at all my charms along with intimate places and was going to puncture me with an insignificant insignificant even a prostitute, unless she was a whore, who I was, and I was going to let him do it ...

I lay down on the couch and closed my eyes. It seemed to me that my whole previous life would end as soon as my pubis decorates the shameful tattoo, and my body will no longer belong to me, and it will be owned by everyone who pays a ridiculous amount indicated above the crotch ... And it’s not the one who will seek closeness with flowers, gifts and compliments ...

- Just make it beautiful, Jack! With curls ... - the angel voiced her voice, digging into my tablet, sometimes directing it at me and taking off, like me, naked, meekly waiting for the next humiliation ...

Strangely enough, it didn’t hurt - either because of the fear of a final fall, or even more excitement that engulfed me, because from now on my status, together with the tariffs, would be forever imprinted on pubic hair ...

When the work was finished, everyone huddled around me, surveying my fresh tattoo, enthusiastically choking with tongues, and I was even afraid to look down, feeling as if I was flying into the abyss - the aching pain in my lower abdomen clearly showed that my life had completely turned upside down.

Therefore, I immediately obediently spread my legs as soon as the master threw several crumpled bills on my stomach and said:

- I pay point two ...

Naturally, Jack didn’t even think about preliminary caresses, didn’t even ask if I agree to sell my intimate services ... No, my fate was now very easy to decide - paid, that means, spread your legs, and a couple of moments after the money I found myself on my stomach, I was swept over with a flourish on the very couch where I was lowered by applying a shameful tattoo.

However, barely a fat cock was inside, I groaned gratefully, arched on the shoulder blades, and after a couple of minutes I was torn up in an orgasm, because Jack grabbed my ankles, lifted and began to peck at my humble body, like a limp doll waving at me ...

But after the orgasm, as it was terrible, the excitement did not subside.And it didn’t even interfere with the fact that three interested spectators watched me fucking - the angel with a half-smile was slightly naked by the naked guys ’faces, and those were obviously eager to fight ... And, alas, it turned me on, because it turned out that they would not wait and pick a cheap whore right after Jack right here ...

On top of that, the master himself was unusually kind to the thing he had bought: he sometimes leaned over to rub his nipples with his lips, which caused the scale of my excitement to rise several times each time, or even stick my finger in the ass. It was very easy for him to do this, since it flowed from me so that the anus was completely filled with my discharge.

Therefore, when Jack decided to change his position and wanted to fuck me with cancer, I sucked him in thanks for a minute, saying that it was in the form of a bonus and could not be paid.

When the master began to work on my voluptuously shuddering body from behind, I was immediately grabbed by the hair, firmly fixing my head, and I found an impatiently quivering member of one of the boys in front of my nose.

At first everything in me kissed up - how is it like that, they want to fuck me again from both ends? But ... But from above a domineering voice is heard:

- Tell me, bitch, how do you want to get a second dick in your mouth!

I almost shut my eyes with shame, but my lips uttered themselves:

- Please, your slut wants to be fucked both from behind and in front ...

How did it happen that I, initially wanting to resist unnatural sexual intercourse with two, began to ask about it myself? Such thoughts flashed through my head, but were immediately knocked out by powerful pistons that entered me with a vengeance. One clogged with squishing in the vagina, piercing to the heart, and the second - right down the throat, slapping eggs on the lower sponge. Nothing depended on me: my body was implanted on two stakes, like a carcass on a spit, and when both men gave their hips their hips forward, it seemed that the spine was an accordion, so ruthless were my customers.

And with all this, I, who have not yet departed from the first orgasm, again huddled in sweet convulsions, mumbling a dick in my mouth and feeling the muscles of the vagina contract on the hard trunk that runs inside. I wasn’t given full enjoyment of bright flashes - the guy lifted my hair, and I was forced, finishing, at the same time faithfully looking from the bottom up in his eyes, serving his member with his mouth. But such is my role - grateful for the whore orgasm! This is still a week at the highest moment of passion, I could cover my eyes from pleasure and give myself to wonderful sensations then, as a lover meekly died away, knowing that I was not up to it. But not now ... And the worst thing is that I could not stop ...

I was turned, and I felt my body, still shaking in orgasm, pushing my ass over Jack's dick ... I was still finished, and the dick entered the ass with jolts, delivering such pleasure that it didn’t even occur to me to object one of the guys made his legs spread wide and without delay he planted a plaintively sobbing vagina.

There was a real cry from my throat - I felt the members turn inside deeply, like bears in a tight den shaking each other through a thin partition ... And I almost did not object when my head was deployed powerfully, and the third member turned out to be with me in my mouth ... No, I didn’t open the sponges for the first moment, but as soon as the guy pressed a little, my mouth opened itself, wanting to feel the final fullness ... And they started fucking me in three holes at once, like the last whore! And I just kept mumbling, choking on incessant orgasm ...

As a result of a 10-minute hard processing, I lost the last crumbs of considerations ... It seems that I was laid out this way and that, but none of my holes were left unattended for more than a few seconds ... Sometimes I noticed how an angel was spinning around removing all this indecency on the tablet, but could not stop, with all the diligence substituting both the ass, and the vagina, and the mouth under the thick limbs ...Somehow a fragment of my consciousness, I understood what a spectacle I imagine - an animal, a female, who has lost the last notions of decency, who wants only one thing - that it should be permanently fucked ...

I do not know how long it lasted, but in the end even the consciousness began to fade, although I clung with the last of my strength to my members, not wanting to stop the endless orgasms ...

And yet I seem to have lost consciousness ... Or else I was exhausted to such an extent that I lost all perception of reality ... It seemed to me that I was in such a state, making such things with my weak-willed body that I could seriously afraid for the safety of the spine and the integrity of the holes, which were not broken only by a happy coincidence ... However, maybe this was not ...

The fact is that I woke up, lying on my stomach, all in sperm, feeling the whole body ache, and sore in both holes, from which sperm still flows in jerks - apparently men, without bothering, finished in me. .. But the face, too, everything was placed in the semen, and its taste was felt in the mouth ... And around the crumpled bills were scattered, which were apparently thrown by men as payment ...

My head was raised by the hair, and I tried to focus on the little angel:

“You can go home,” the little angel smiled at me with an innocent smile. - The guys are happy with you, you did a good job, and you can be happy with yourself - I earned more than a thousand ... And on Saturday morning I will come to you, we will make you a first-party whore, - she shook my tablet, warning objections, - but then while you are still worried about your fucking behavior, and it should become your essence and inner need ... And now get down on your knees and thank your new owner for agreeing to become your mentor on this way ...

I barely got off the couch, knelt, and kissed the outstretched brush:

- Thank you, mistress ... I will justify your trust ... - and began to collect the money I earned today ...

I don’t remember how I got home, not even because of physical exhaustion, but because the frames of my complete fall were scrolled and scrolled in my head. What a shame! How terrible it was that the boys got up with me with this Jack! ..

I could not forgive myself for this, but ... But the words of the angel still sounded in my ears, now my hostess: “we will make you a first-class whore”, and no matter how scary, I felt that I would look forward to the weekend.

However, my adventures for today have not ended: all the way, I felt some kind of burning just below the waist and, arriving home, I first rushed to the mirror. And there is! Apparently, while I was disconnected, Jack stabbed me another tattoo! ... Not immediately, but I read two lines above the coccyx:

If you read this inscription, then you fuck me

Do not forget to pay at the rate

However, tears did not spray from my eyes, only a dreamy smile began to play on my lips ...

Ps. Dear reader, if you get to the end, do not take it for work - rate my story.

17 comments
  • a photo (a guest)
    August 5, 2015 18:27

    Super Wiki!

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  • August 6, 2015 23:21

    Super! ... Whatever my answer means))))))

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  • Beaver (a guest)
    August 5, 2015 18:40

    For a tattoo of 10 points!

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    • Rating: 1
  • August 6, 2015 23:22

    Which one - front or rear?))) Behind - this, by the way, is not my idea - somewhere I saw it on the Internet once

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  • August 5, 2015 19:14

    And where is the beginning of the story?) The story itself is gorgeous)

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    • Rating: 3
  • August 6, 2015 23:24

    The second part is in my publications, but I don’t know where eroticspace was the first to go (My stories are often reprimanded on other sites, you can search through the browser search

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  • August 6, 2015 23:31
  • August 5, 2015 21:29

    yes, where is the beginning? cool story.

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  • Alexander (a guest)
    August 6, 2015 13:11

    Chevonts noted only for our folk mate! The story is readable and quite vital. If this is not plagiarism, then it is necessary to continue.

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  • August 6, 2015 23:26

    Thank! This is not plagiarism, and if plagiarism is not mine, the whole series is exclusively on the order that I am ordered, then I describe it)

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  • August 7, 2015 5:24

    And how to order a story?)

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  • August 9, 2015 21:48

    About orders in the mail -

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  • Sergei (a guest)
    August 9, 2015 19:25

    Good evening. There is an interesting offer for you. Sent to this mail

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  • August 9, 2015 21:45

    No, this is old mail. New -

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  • Alex (a guest)
    August 12, 2015 2:11

    Excellent story waiting to continue!

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  • den (a guest)
    August 19, 2015 7:41

    Vicky is super !!!

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  • November 9, 2016 18:34

    Where is the first part?

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