For the rest of the night she fell asleep, not really sleeping. I barely waited until morning came.

When grandma went to let out chickens, Mila rushed to the old dresser, which was standing in a large room. Pushed the desired box. There, among the neatly folded shirts with yellowed laces, were two envelopes at the very bottom. Old, still with printed stamps, marked by Tom and Mila, in block letters - the grandmother could not write differently. In each lay a piece of paper with a prayer, a candle of a thin wax candle, and a cross. Baptismal crosses of her and Tomka. They were baptized together in a local church. They never wore them, but the grandmother kept them carefully.

Mila, checking the laces, put on her cross, and went to her sister. Tomka slept, had to push her. She herself put a cross on her sister's neck, seeing the bruises on her chest.

- Carry and do not take off. What have you got?

- Where? - Tomka indifferently looked at the bruises. - I don’t know, maybe I hit it somewhere. You have everything, then go away, let me sleep again, ”and turned her back to her sister.

I did not get up for breakfast. And for Mila, a new hell began. An unnaturally strong desire to caress oneself rolled, more often and stronger than the last time. She just lost her mind. The hand itself stretched into panties. She tried by all means not to do this, but it turned out badly, very badly. Having changed three panties in the morning, she spat, deciding to remain without underwear. It became even worse, the fresh air pleasantly cooled the hot lips, and the girl almost lost control of herself. It was worth the grandmother to step back a little, as she lowered her hand, pulling on the exhausted lips. In order to somehow weaken her lustful desires, she tried to keep all the time next to her grandmother. But at about twelve, the grandmother lay down for an hour, and Mila disappeared.

She ran to the summer kitchen, rushing off the dress, wondering if her neighbors could see through the low, according to local custom, fences. Bending over the table, she gingerly launched her fingers into her swollen lips ...

It seemed to her that she had finished instantly. The orgasm was so strong that Mila, having dropped her bare chest on the table, did not hold her legs at all. A few minutes lay with my eyes closed.

Then she raised her head, circling the kitchen with clouded eyes. Desire did not let her go. His gaze rested on an old thin rolling pin, polished and oiled over the years, with curly handles on each side. Grabbing her and spreading her legs wider, she began to drive with a raised handle along her crack, spreading her lips. She had so much moisture that polished wood slid easily over the soft folds. She, without haste, caressed herself, imbued with excitement. Often she pushed the rolling pin further, passing it along the anus, pressing it slightly, and slightly sinking it inside the pimpa at the end of the handle. She did not know before that this hole is capable of delivering so much pleasure! The excitement grew incredibly, and soon she again beat at the table, trembling sweetly. Her legs did not hold her, and she slid to the floor, closing her eyes, experiencing a recent pleasure. So I sat, not moving, it is not known how much.

At some point, she felt that she was not alone. Opening her eyes, she saw a stranger standing opposite her sister. Tomka embraced him, clinging to him with his whole body. She was not wearing clothes. A man unceremoniously pawed his sister, playing with her breasts, stiffly stroking her hips and pubis. Do not hesitate Mila his finger from time to time, pulling at her sister's clitoris. Tomka only blinked in pleasure, looking upwards from the bottom up.

Mila was amazed how thin her sister was.

- Hello, beautiful, missed? - crooked lips, asked a man.

“There is not a gram of you,” Mila snapped, and got up, picking up the dress from the floor. - Leave your sister alone!

He grinned and deliberately shook Tomki's clit, she even arched, slightly moaning.

“I don’t think she now wants me to leave her alone ...”But I do not care what this litter wants. I need you! And you resist. It shouldn't be like that, - he grinned and took a cross hanging on Tomkina’s chest in his hands. “What do you think, this piece of crappy silver can hurt me?” Naive, - a stranger a couple of times spent a cross on the sticking nipples of his sister. - Your servants of God have long lost their power - this amulet is nothing. In vain you hoped for him. But it's not that.

The stranger shoved Tomka away and stood, staring at Mila at close range. She, afraid to look into his bottomless eyes, lowered her head.

- It so happened that I only need you! You are a virgin, unlike this one - he shook his head dismissively towards Tomka, who, kneeling on her knees, kissed his hands with rapture. - It would be better if YOU raised him ... Now I have to take you to ... However, you don’t need to know this, - he irritatedly withdrew his hand, strongly pushing Tomka away that she had fallen to the floor.

And then she crawled to him, lamenting that the Lord would not chase her away. Mila looked at this picture with horror.

- You have to surrender to me. Herself. Then I will be able to free myself ... But you resist, resist too much, ”he paused, and looked at Tomka, who was sitting at his feet. - I have your sister. Fortunately, you love her. And I can do whatever I want with her. You see, - he walked through the kitchen. Tomka from the floor devotedly and enthusiastically followed him with his eyes. - So, beautiful. I can make her undress on the street during the day, can you imagine what glory will go about her. Or, on my order, she will go naked to the house to Vita Pyanitsa, and there is always a lot of people who want to get a young naked girl. Besides, she herself will offer it to them, - he bent down, took Tomku by the chin. “You want a few men to fuck you?”

Tomka enthusiastically whispered:

- Yes, Sir, I will gladly fulfill your every desire, - and sobbed from overwhelming feelings.

“It’s possible and wrong,” the stranger, staring intently at the bewildered Mila, took a rolling pin from the table and put it in Tomka’s arms. Ta, spreading her legs, began to slowly push it into her hole. Wet, adrenaline sponges parted, taking in a pen, and then the cylinder itself rolling pin. - You see, beautiful, how simple. Instead, there could be just a stick that would tear it. Of course, I would experience some inconvenience — I could not use it all, but I can wait a while. Besides, your sister has more holes. ”He winked at Mila, grinning. - So, stubborn beauty, what do you choose, sister or your little trifle?

Mila looked at Tomka, who was languishing in lust, who enthusiastically fucked herself with a rolling pin. Lust was overwhelming Tomka. She moaned, pounding a rolling pin into herself.

- Stop that! - Mila shouted to a stranger.

“Now it’s over,” he said dismissively.

Smugly grinning at Mila, he unbuttoned his pants in one motion, and Tomka took his strange cock in her mouth. On Tomka's face was pacified. The stranger, grabbing Tomka by the hair, began to stick her mouth on the penis. She gasped, groaning, and a minute later went into an orgasm. The man held her, not taking out the member, while she calmed down. He closed his eyes for a second. Then he jerked out a member, threw the girl away from him, buttoning his pants. The rolling pin knocked deafly, falling on the floor ... Mila noted with a corner of consciousness, his penis did not fall as high as she stood, and continued to stand.

The stranger stepped forward, took Mila by the chin, lifting his face up. His eyes were staring at her, glancing through her.

- Think beautiful. Think. But not for long. Till night ... Your sister is weakening, I have not enough of her. By the way, if she dies, I will also free myself, but I don’t want to wait that long — a whole week. So that I still come to you today ... I do not say goodbye - and disappeared.

Mila rushed to her sister and stopped, stumbled upon Tomka’s eyes, burning with malice.

- He left, you hear, he left. It's all because of you! You ruin everything! Dont touch me! She cried to Mila, pushing her away.

- Tom, Tom, wait. He kills you, she heard. You will die!

- Not! He is good! He take care of ...