And immediately the fanfare of rhythmic music hit the speakers. And without any hesitation, Zinka went backstage through kisses with each of the four guys.

- Well, maybe there are still courageous husbands who want unexpected impressions from the performance ... Please, please - join your wives to the previously married ladies. - But under the general laughter I began to correct an amusing phrase - add your ladies to the holiday, but only married women ...

And to this improvised face-control, one-by-one pulled from the 2nd part of the cafe another three or four pairs. Who among the ladies asked Ashot, who was standing next to him, what would be there on the stage? Ashot, as the host of the institution answered in the east:

- A beautiful excitement for your husband will do. And completely free for you, madam. Then your friends will tell about such exciting THEATER. And I'll tell you what a crazy expression my husband had when, they say, I was on stage.

And he, Ashot, asked her husband what the name of the lady was and the lady what the name of the husband was. Loud to the public. How - GLOSS. And in the same way, more than half a dozen women passed through the kiss face-control. Each of which was not dressed in a vulgar, but clearly in non-gaming evening dresses.

These men were asked to linger just near the stage. Meanwhile, in the 2nd part of the cafe through the plasma, the cafe visitors observed very close ups of each of the kissing women. And the amazed eyes, and faces of their husbands, agitated by excitement at these kisses of their wives.

Ashot was a cool toastmaster. He amused everyone with his light sexual implications in unobtrusive conversations with the husbands of these “vagrants”. Well, as if filling a pause. Ashot was not followed by wine questions about what their spouse loves, who has now retired to outside. And even completely "on a tangent":

- Do you remember what kind of underwear you wore today for your spouse to come out today?

Suddenly, one of the ladies appeared from behind the bushes. And next, and another lady. Each of which is on the go buttoning blouses. And straightened completely disheveled hairstyles. They tried to return from the stage back to the hall. They said that they simply were afraid that their husbands would not understand them. Catherine grabbed them. Katya, having seized the initiative from Ashot, said:

- Ladies-ladies. Since the face control has passed and returned, how can you bite your elbows, which did not please your men. Well there is no way. Go back to your husbands like this ...

And Catherine, rotational in the figure of eight, circling went through embracing with the same four males of face control. She pulled one of the two ladies with her by the handle. And circling, she flew into the arms of the husband, who was waiting for the risk that his spouse would go through the reverse face control to return to him. Katya, provoking all those present, she hugged this guy.

- Well, bolder, but if you do not have time to your husband, then I’ll have time with your husband ... And whispered in my ear to the peasant - Tell your wife: "Yes, stay better on stage."

- Sveta - yes, stay better on the stage ... - Her husband repeated. And how he tried to get rid of obscene encroachments on him by Catherine! This is a must see!

- Yes, yes - back from the stage, then I immediately rape your husband. And for three minutes you will be on the stage - and your husband will be as happy as all the husbands who are waiting for your short three-minute performance.

But the lady pulled through face control. Not really knowing exactly what the guys need to do in the course of it, only one of the four face-inspectors is sensitive and felt. Both Ashot and Katya, both the women who returned from the scene and their husbands, persuade them to stay in the 1st zone of the cafe; Yes, and sit as close as possible to the scene.

Katya again returned to the stage with a microphone. All excited by the embrace of the face-control guys. And right there from behind the curtain she brought Fatima out. Fatima was without a skirt and it felt like without panties. Well, or so many panties were purely symbolic ...

- Fatima! You already feel with all your sexy body. - Katya pointedly spent her hand on the luxurious thighs of Fatima. - What on stage is missing the guy who was kissing you the sweetest of all. Take him to the stage with us.

Fatima went to the guys. Meanwhile, Katerina asked the microphone to respond to whoever Fatima's husband was and let him be the first to choose the guy who, as a husband, thought that he was most openly kissing his wife now.

- Well, let your husband show, who passionately wanted to fuck your little wife?

Fatima's husband pointed to the guy who was on the fourth step.

- Fatima - did this kiss you taste better than everyone?

- This is not a bad kiss, but I felt like a woman, that she wants me even more on the second step.

And here, Ashot and Katya both turned to the seal. And you, Sasha, here you yourself would like more to see on stage that man who wants your wife or that man who passionately wants your wife. Only quickly, without thinking ...

- My wife chooses everything - the seal replied on the machine.

- Well, here I choose - Katerina immediately spoke out. - Fatima take with you one who wants you. Well, you know Fatima - if I so want, then enjoy the choice of my Mistress.

And Fatima came up to the guy on the fourth step and so kissed him as a hickey right in a meter or two standing by her husband. And she began to lead him off to the side.

- I adore it when they want me. - With these words, she herself slammed her palm into her thighs with cotton.

- Is there one handsome for all the ladies enough? - Already, having lost stiffness, said the first guy?

- And for us, for our three-minute skit, we need only one guy. Yes, and so that all the girls got nipples from excitement is enough, and one guy all the boobs cuddle.

With these words, Fatima made several movements with her hand over her body, obviously enjoying herself. And the guy whom Fatima took with herself was exactly the same movement duplicated on Fatima's body.

- Pancake! All the girls are now nipples caress. And me ... as a saiga side-jumped. What ... am I a woman? - Katya did not calm down. - Well, what a woman does not like when they pay attention to her. Especially if the attention from the fingers of such a macho. So - ATTENTION, BACKGROUND.

And the curtain began to open slightly with the simultaneous fading of the light both in the hall and on the stage. And along with the diminishing-dimming of the light, one could catch Katerina’s dance movements. The plastic movements of Katy turn into a bottomhole strip in the thickening gloom. The downhole rhythmic accompaniment is also increasing.

Humming-gully spectators utuh. Hall held its breath. Complete darkness set in and the rhythmic melody began to decline again. Out of total darkness on the stage and silence in the auditorium, rays of light focused only on Catherine reappeared. But behind her, there was already no curtain.

Katya was, as it were, in clothes, but the clothes themselves were somehow in front of Katya. And it is not immediately clear that the clothes are fixed on invisible threads. Suddenly, from Kati, spotlights with different colors scattered in different directions around the stage.

Each ray snatched a separate girl. And on the far background a sofa appeared on the stage. From one and the ends of the sofa leaned Fatima. To Fatima, from behind leaned the only guy who was chosen for Fatima.

- Girls, ala-about!

And each of the girls made a movement and on the invisible threads in front of them just to the left-right of their clothes the girls hung their panties. And again they froze in their previous positions. Who caught, who - no. But it became clear that the girls sort of "jump out of their dresses, what is in front of them."

- girls, ala-two.

And each of the girls made more movements, and on invisible threads in front of them, on the other hand, they hung bras, who else something. And just frozen in the previous positions.

And, probably, in the hall already and everyone understood that the girls had fun on invisible threads in front of them dresses, skirts and blouses. If not for these movements when performing: ... Read more →