expertise: ... traces of damage to the anus and rectum were also found on the corpse ... the death of the embryo was due to excessive exposure of the peritoneal cavity ...

- Plyuy - advised a friend standing near the window.

Petrovich again pulled out a member and caressing his hand, waiting for the start of anal violence.

Vasya leaned slightly back, bent down, aimed, and spat relishly at the girl's anus. Saliva ran down on the labia, dripped on a crumpled sheet. Anticipating the terrible, Masha turned her head to the window and looked at her father-in-law with a plea.

- Ivan Petrovich, dear, help, no one will know anything ... - the girl howled through tears a little girl.

Continuing a little nadrachivat, Petrovich looked at his relative. Obsession subsided, he had already seen not his wife, but just a thin, humiliated, trampled girl, but she would answer for all these years of his loneliness!

Vasily smeared saliva all over the girl's anus, wetted his index finger, and with a force stuck his girlfriend in the ass. Shrieking heart-rendingly, the girl burst into tears.

- Ivan Petrovich! I beg you, help, protect ... Dad !!! - Masha never called her father, she could not.

"Dad", continuing to dock, walked over to the bed, wrapped the girl's hair around her arm and pressed her face into the pillow. Vasily moved his finger in Masha's rectum, anticipating how he would now be his cock inside a young, tight girlish ass. Masha deafly sobbed and moaned in the pillow. Pulling out his finger, Basil saw the sphincter opened and without losing time, put the head of his member to him.

Holding the penis with his hand, he pressed, pushing the penis inside the anus on the half head. Even the pillow could not stop the wild girl scream that filled the whole room. Basil also pressed the head, with a smacking sound, disappeared into the girl's anus. This sound so turned the head of a man that he could not see or hear anything, while continuing to push a member into the back of the Machine. Sensing the close relaxation, lifting Masha's hand with her hand, clasping the girl under her belly, Vasya grabbed the girl's breast with her second hand, crumpled her and felt how the already narrow girl's back hole becomes even closer, filled with hot, pulsing sperm. The car crashed onto the bed, and Vasily's member jumped in the air, scattering seed drops to the sides.

Wiping sweat from his forehead, Vasily got off the bed, and Ivan immediately took his place. Masha, without raising her head, sobbed bitterly into the pillow.

Again, lifting the girl's ass with his hand under his belly, Ivan decided to go the easy way. He deftly stuck his ready-made member into Masha's stretched vagina, and quickly twitched his pelvis. A girl's head, like a dummy, swayed on a pillow, sperm was still oozing out of the anus, there was a thick smell of sweat and men's secretions in the room.

Masha's vagina had not yet managed to dry out of Ivan's sperm, as he again, with a loud cry, lowered into it another stream of his viscous fluid. Without taking out the penis, the man watched as the sperm oozed from the girl's vagina, slowly flowing down his trunk and the girl's pubic hair, dripping onto the bed sheet.

- Bitch! - the bastard swore recklessly, took out the member and knocked Masha on his side.

He moved closer to the face of the girl, turned her on his back and sat on her chest.

- Lick, bitch! - Ivan grabbed the bride by the hair, bringing her burnt, smeared in sperm, tear-stained face to his tired body.

“I’ll have a child, Misha’s son, your grandson ...” Maria rattled, trying to step back and free her hands stuck with adhesive tape behind her back.

The father-in-law did not let her finish speaking, having planted the unhappy girl's defenseless mouth on his end. Masha gasped, coughing. Ivan literally fucked his relative's mouth, holding her hair tightly.

Petitioningly, Petrovich scornfully pushed Masha away from saliva and pressed away from the crying girl, got out of bed and put his wet end into the trouser pants.

Outside the window it was almost light.

- Vas, free her hands - Petrovich threw to his friend.

Vasily rushed into the kitchen.

- Now you go to the bathroom, put yourself in order and then you will clean everything, understand? - Ivan Petrovich squeezed the girl's shoulders.

“And if you tell someone ...” the man brought a fist to Masha’s wet, swollen face.

- What a shit you - lips bitten to blood, the girl whispered faintly.

Basil returned, holding a table knife in his hand. Cut the shackles, Masha sprawled a shapeless mass on the bed made up.

“Let's go and have a hangover at the same time,” suggested Ivan Petrovich to a friend, dragging him away from the room ...

Coming out of the entrance and reaching the same round-the-clock tent, the men heard a strange loud slap and the sound of a car alarm. Turning to the sound, the couple saw the car’s roof through the car’s window, the open window and Masha lying in an unnatural pose on the roof of a battered “nine”.