I at least jerk off on you, - Stepanich did not understand what was happening.

He made some quick movements, and Igor noticed that each time the head of Stepanych increasingly touches Lily's swollen mouth. At first she turned away, pursing her lips, and the carpenter poked her cheeks, then he growled, and, grasping her head, turned and pressed his penis to Lily's lips. Igor caught Lily's indignant look, which she threw at Stepanych: she wanted to say something, but could not - the carpenter forced the member into her mouth by force, and pushed it halfway. This was the last straw for Igor: he began to cum, frantically clutching a member in his fist, and only after a few moments he realized that he had flooded the whole Gift Certificate with sperm.

“I couldn't stop anyway”Igor thought, dropping the soiled document to the bottom of the cabinet. He has not been so discharged for so long. Igor exhaled in satisfaction and looked out through the door: for an indefinite time he lost control of the situation. His wife sucked Stepanychu, or not, Igor never found out, but judging by the fact that the carpenter returned to work with a protruding member, he was never able to complete his plans.

Stepanych put the shelf to the wall and hung it on one side. Then he turned to Lily, who, still naked, was sitting on the couch, with her legs crossed, and was closely watching what was going on: either at work, or behind the protruding member of Stepanych.

- Hey, Chinatown, go, help: you have to hold the regiment so that I hang the other side.

“Yes, well,” said Lily, rising from the couch, and Igor was surprised to note that his wife was not so keenly responding to Stepanich’s barbs about her nationality — she said nothing to his last escapade.

Lily ducked under Stepanich's raised hands, and stood in front of him, intercepting the regiment. A member of Stepanych appeared between Lily's buttocks, but she seemed imperturbable: business is business.

“Hold tight, and do not let go of your hands,” Stepanych urged, carefully freeing himself, and ready to seize the initiative again at any second, “if you drop it, hell us!” And you do not have time to tweet.

“I won’t drop it, Stepanych,” said Lily, not paying attention to his curses, “let's act, do not pull the rubber!”

“As you say,” Stepanitch chuckled, and suddenly embraced Lily, who was standing in front of him with his hands up, clasping the girl’s small breasts.

- Stepanych, stop! - Shouted Lily, trying to evade the onslaught, but not letting go of the hands of the shelf - get away from me now!

The joiner did not react at all to the screams of the girl: he took her by the hips, and pressed them to his groin. Lily wriggled her whole body, but it inflamed the rapist even more. Stepanich, having sat down under the girl, began to move his back, trying to get into her: it was slippery there, and it was only a matter of time. Lily began to sob, and Igor sank inside.

He grabbed the closet door, intending to leave the shelter and stop the overblown bastard: he could not calmly look at how his beloved was being raped. Igor feverishly invented how to get his wife out of there, so as not to kill anyone by chance with a shelf. Having not thought up anything, he decided to act on the situation, and, at the last moment before leaving the ambush, looking at his wife, he was dumbfounded: it seemed to him that his wife was herself! - bent her ass back, towards the "idle" movements of Stepanych, and spread her legs wider.

The old devil immediately took advantage of the situation: he pushed his piston into the vagina almost in its entire length with short pushes (Igor saw how the Lily's vulva opened wide, how small lips embraced Stepanych's member with a tight ring), and moved into it with pleasure.

- Not! Not! Not! - Lily moaned with each immersion member in the vagina holding the shelf with her hands, and then suddenly stopped talking.

Igor looked enchanted and even forgot what he just wanted to do: his wife was fucked before his eyes. His little lily.He, standing in the closet for half-bent, and holding onto the handle of the cabinet door from the inside, looked down in amazement: his penis, having just given out a convincing portion of sperm, pushed up again.

"To me that, again returned youthful hypersexuality?", he thought with surprise: in his 26 years he was already much calmer than ten years ago. “It turns out that the catalyst for this process is fucking his devout with another man ?! Not a very joyful discovery! ”, Igor thought bitterly and stared at the sweet couple: Lily steadily moved towards the blows of Stepanych. She looked around, and Igor caught the look of her half-open eyes: they were covered with some kind of veil and expressed absolutely nothing.

- What a tight hole you have, Korea, - wheezed satisfied Stepanych, by the end of the acquaintance, taxied, finally, to the correct name of the country, - it is a pleasure to fuck you! - he rudely pawed Lily during coition wherever he could reach.

“Your member, Stepanych, is too big for me,” Lily was moving intensely in rhythm with her lover, moaning with a deep dive, “I didn’t even know that I could fit so much ...”

- Fuck? - the carpenter continued for her, and planted it in such a way that Lily gasped and squeezed her legs.

- Oh, mommies! Yes ... His. This is the first Russian member who ... Has me.

“Let's see how it fits in your ass,” said Stepanych, quite enough, and left the girl.

- Not! - Lily screamed so desperately that Igor's heart sank again.

He did not want to give the palm in this direction, but Igor realized that it was too late: just Stepanitch opened the last seal. He put a well-moistened member in the ring of the virgin anus Lily, and began to pierce the steel balls sewn into the head of his weary member, the road to the unknown. He began to move forward in short jerks, as Lily suddenly let go of her hands, and grabbed Stepanych by the hips, pushing him away from herself with the despair of the doomed. "Shelf!"Igor squeezed his eyes and instinctively pulled his head into his shoulders. However, nothing happened: the regiment did not even budge.

- Fuck, I let go, Stepanich! - scared Lily scared, and began again to grab the shelf, forgetting for a moment about the rear attack.

“Leave her alone: ​​I hung it up half an hour ago,” muttered Stepanych, unhappy with the girl’s resistance, “come on, don't twitch: I just so fucked you just now, Lily!”

The girl was so dumbfounded that Stepanych called her by name, that for a moment she stopped resisting his onslaught. That was enough: Stepanych unfolded the girl to himself, and lifted her in his arms like a feather. Then, crouching, with the course planted her penis in the vagina. Lily gasped, and wrapped her arms and legs around Stepanych: she almost all fit on his voluminous belly. The carpenter held her by the hips and forcefully pressed her onto his lumpy member. Lily, biting her lip, leaned her head against his shoulder, and closed her eyes: Igor saw how good she was. Suddenly she tightened her whole body and her eyes widened.

- Not! Stepanych! Just not there! Not!!! No !! ... No! ... Yes-ah ...

This “yes” sounded so sweet, so passionately, that Igor understood: now all the ways were open for him. Stepanych was moving in his wife with the power of a steam hammer, and Igor did not understand how Lily's anus could stretch to that size. It was at the same time an eerie and fascinating spectacle.

- Yes, my girl, now you know what a real Russian dick is!

“Stepanych, you ...” Lily paused and looked the joiner right in the eyes, continuing to slide her ass over his cock, “you are good!”

“You are nothing, too,” Stepanych nodded, patting a hefty girl’s thigh on a thumbs-up and rejoicing that Lily had switched to “you,” “the machine is excellent and you fuck competently.” Credit! I will visit you now when you again want a young cunt.

- But you absolutely fucked me up! I already want to finish, - Lily said pathetically, stroking Stepanych on the gray head, - insert me, please ... There, - Lily finished embarrassed.

- In the pussy, or what? - Asked Stepanych. Lily nodded and hid her face on his shoulder. - So say, fuck you are embarrassed!

“In her pussy,” Lily answered quietly, and tears welled in her eyes.

- By all means! - responded happy Stepanych, and changed the direction of the onslaught.

Igor did not notice how he began to masturbate again, looking at this highly depraved and exciting spectacle. Some kind of ridiculous pride covered him for the fact that his wife managed to deal with such a serious “adversary”, having managed to take him from all sides, and even get pleasure from it. Igor looked in amazement as his wife, slightly rising to Stepanycha, “spurred” him with his feet, and began to fuck him herself, sitting down on his drin as she liked the most. Stepanich squeezed Lily in his arms, clasping her back and shoulders, and held tightly while she worked with her hips, plunging his cock into herself up to the very balls.

Suddenly, she finely twitched, completely sitting on his piston: a convulsion began to strike her and Lily, clasping Stepanych’s head with her hands, laid a long kiss to his lips. Igor realized that his wife was ending: she always kissed at the time of orgasm, as if putting a sweet finish in the process of copulation, but watch from the side as Lily gently sucks the lips of the gray-haired man, sitting astride his penis - and even ending with it was deadly amazing! In this position, in this kiss, in this embrace, it seems as if all imaginable and inconceivable human taboos merged together: it seemed either the father was drinking the nectar of love from the lips of his teenage daughter, or the old man was tearing the petals of passion from a young girl's body, or This is a low fee for the services of a mercenary, or what actually happened ...

Apparently this kiss finished Stepanych: he squeezed Lily's body and pressed it into himself. The carpenter began to stretch her hips towards herself with such force that Lily's arms opened, and she leaned back, bending back, and hung on Stepanych's arms like a rag doll. Stepanych wheezed something loud and inarticulate, hammering into her penis, spewing powerful streams of semen that irrigated her uterus and vagina. Lily, throwing her head back, with her eyes closed, hung on Stepanych's dick, and moaned in her voice. Suddenly a wave ran through her torn body, then a second, third ...

- Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! - she cried out lingeringly, and covered her second orgasm, much stronger and longer than the first.

"Fuck!"Igor thought, looking with admiration at the perversion of his wife on a member of another man. Stepanych, jerking a couple more times, exhaled loudly, carefully placed Lily on the sofa, and began to calmly assemble. Lily was lying on her back, trembling convulsively: her body trembled with a shiver. Stepanych quickly dressed and went to the door, grabbing his tools - without saying a word to his mistress at parting.

The front door slammed and Lily started. She sat on the couch and smiled: Igor had never seen his wife so happy. "Mongol Shoodan," she whispered, and laughed. Then she got up from the couch, and, staggering, wandered into the bathroom. Igor noticed that a whitish viscous liquid flows down her leg. Soon there was a sound of water, and quite loudly - she did not close the door behind her. Igor came out of his hiding place and stretched sweetly: at last he had the opportunity to straighten his numb body. He looked down: the member stood as if nothing had happened. Igor smiled and quickly threw off all his clothes.

“Now I can do anything”, he thought, taking light steps toward the bathroom to Lily ...

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