But Roma confidently led me on, without looking around, as if deciding everything for me. Some confused thoughts were rushing through my head, ranging from the missing condoms to the fact that we could be seen here.

Finally, the novel dragged me into an arbor stumbling in the dark (the Turks called her some beautiful word) and with a turn, without letting me say a word, he stared at me with a kiss. He smelled of beer and something mint. Lips persistently caressed mine, language confidently penetrated into my mouth. Not having the strength to resist, feeling how everything becomes wadded from the languor, hanging in his hands, I took a caress. Opened his lips wider, letting his tongue deeper into my mouth. Thoughts about my Olezhka flew farther and farther.

The man’s hand finally penetrated under the clothes from the back and reached the bare skin. Roma strongly squeezed the bare buttock with one hand, the other lifting the sundress in front. Fearing that he would simply tear it, I pulled out and turned my back and pulled my hair back from my neck, showed me a zipper. She squeezed under his fingers and now sundress creeps up. Roma took it off over his head and for a moment he pulled away, fumbling through my body with hungry and admiring eyes. Despite the situation, I was embarrassed, and to break the pause, she reached out to his lips. Roman kissed me so that I felt dizzy and caressed my chest. I shuddered when his rough fingers brushed my stiff nipples. Unable to endure, I directed my hand myself downward and finally felt his fingers in my crotch. He immediately began to pull the swollen lips hard, but in the heat of arousal it was already pleasant for me. I already wanted to see his dick.

With trembling hands, I tried to pull off his pants, not immediately figuring out that you first need to untie the knot there. Roma helped me and I, having swallowed with excitement a lump, at last lowered his shorts at once together with cowards. His penis was very beautiful. Straight like a stick, large, swollen, he stood straight at me. Groaning with excitement, I took this miracle in my hands and immediately felt a heavy hand on my crown.

I did not intend to protest, and under the pressure of a man I knelt on a wicker mat covering the floor. Impatiently, Roma began to poke my head in the lips, pushing me by the back of the head.

- Wait, - excitedly breathing, I looked up at Roma, - let me ...

Roman's face turned red, his eyes were kind of frantic, but the hand on my nape was a little weak. Looking into his eyes, not in myself from the sinfulness of this moment, I kissed his heavy large head. Roma breathed hoarsely. Holding his penis with both hands, I began to lick the head. All this unthinkable situation for me earlier forced me to give pleasure to a man with double tenderness. A thought flashed, but what if my husband saw me now? I groaned deafly, I finally opened my mouth wide and let my neighbor's penis deep into me. Again taking me stronger for the head, he began to move, just fucking me in the mouth. Without noticing his strength, he dragged me across the floor to here, following the movements of his member. From such a hard fucking I began to tear down the roof, and sparks started running between my legs, hinting that there would soon be an orgasm. Putting one hand down, I rubbed my clitoris, intensifying the sensations almost to painful ones. After a few moments, I began to beat, ending, moaning thickly with my mouth full. Roma did not notice my orgasm (or just spit) continuing to love me in the mouth at a frantic pace. My jaws were already starting to narrow, and I prayed that he would finish faster.

But suddenly the rum abruptly came out of me and lightly, like a feather, picked me up from the floor, turning my booty towards me and putting my hands on a lounger for a massage.

- No-no-no ... wait! - I began to protest, knowing that there was no time to think about protection. Feeling his big head in his crotch, I tried to slip out of his hands, but the forces were not too equal. We both had everything wet there and a member, powerfully pushing me from the inside, entered me. Immediately all.Giving up, I groaned:

- Yeah ...

A foreign man fucks me without a condom while my husband wanders somewhere along the beach, somewhere near! The fat member of another man slid inside me, it seemed to reach the uterus. The testicles spanked on swollen labia. Strong hands clenched the waist, stroked the back, grabbed the chest. Unable to restrain myself, in order to prolong this moment of accomplished betrayal, I again sharply finished, completely limping and dropping my chest on a lounger, giving myself at the complete disposal of the man. Roma seemed to understand that the resistance was canceled, and letting go of my waist, he began to hammer at me. Slaps from our sweaty bodies spread across the beach, leaving no doubt as to what is happening here. I relaxed, blithe.

Roma, sped up and strongly slapped me on the pope. He leaned over and squeezed my breasts against my ear.

- Where? - he gasped out.

- Come on, - in the excitement of his debauchery I did not care. I needed to feel his seed in me in order to bring this treason to the end. I at this moment simply could not think of a possible pregnancy.

Snarling, Roman pushed me to the end, squeezing tight in my butt, and began to cum. A swollen head in me shot cum at the womb, forcing me to wriggle from a high under a man. I couldn’t finish again, but the buzz was indescribable.

Having calmed down, Roma thankfully slapped me on the pope and with one unhurried movement, which caused additional convulsions of pleasure, came out of me.

I turned to the man, smiling tiredly and wiping the sweat from my face.

Roma, hard puffing, also smiled. He sank down on a small bench against the wall and looked at my naked body with pleasure.

- Kiss? - he nodded down at his beginning to weaken the wet fighter.

Thinking that I had nothing to lose, I sank down between the legs of a man and put my hands on his thighs, took the penis in my mouth. A little sucked, feeling the taste of his sperm and my moisture, then completely licked, and causing a sweet shudder of a man, kissed his head.

- Cool you! Thank!

“Not at all,” without inventing anything better in return, I began to gather. I pulled a sundress on my wet body, asked Roma to fasten a lock to me from behind. He did this by kicking my neck lightly.

Having put myself in order, I asked Roma to escort me to the room, and seeing his questioning look, I reassured:

“It's all right,” he clearly did not want to deal with the husband of the girl he just had.

“He won't guess anything,” for some reason I wanted Roman to think that way.

Only when we got to the lighted area of ​​the hotel, Roman removed his hand from my waist and showed me off just like a gallant cavalier. At the door of our room with Oleg, I turned to Roman and gently kissed him on the lips, thanks for the presented sensations. He smiled, and pleased with himself, stomped down the corridor to his room.

I entered, wondering if my husband was here and almost screamed: my hands were lifted up, they dug me in with a kiss and dragged me to the bed without saying a word. So excited, I have never seen Oleg. Hike, explanations were postponed ...