And the fact that they are looking at me, as excited spectators are looking at her chmorika husband ... Oh! These exclamations ... I write down ... well, how can I ... But in the previous ladies whores on stage, the guys secretly lowered sperm, well, like in the theater of shadows ...

And after all, only in my only Zinochka, guys were letting down the sperm, in the open, on the stage ... For this reason, my wife, undoubtedly, is the main character of yesterday's performance. Yeah ... And surely Zinochka is the absolute leader in the memory of several dozen men and women that were here yesterday at this performance.

Yes, and I myself, as a husband-whore, is the same actor for them, it turns out ... Well, apparently so ... everyone was shocked by my answer, that for the first time in my life I see how one dick enters my wife's vagina. And then the second dick enters ... and into the depths ... And lowers and lowers ... When the second dick lowers the sperm into my wife's vagina ... well, deep into the womb, I answer interview questions ...

Then my wife, and the other three athletes also fucked in the hotel room. But I did not see it ... How can I write something here? And exactly, the nephew of the chief said: “Fuck My Wife” (EMZH). These are those who fucked my wife in front of me ... with her husband, my Zina ... Well, okay, I will not write - I will ask Ashot again. How to be here. I'm stupid.

So it is necessary to describe №3 №4 №5 №6 - this is Caucasians ... And №7 - Arsen. Well, if you follow that - as it was yesterday. And for Ashot, you need to write that they all fucked me? Damn, damn, damn - how much did I sperm yesterday drank ... Is it necessary in the records for Ashot?

Yeah, what do they want from me? Where to delay? Dick smokes. But what about the pancake, yesterday I even let my pants down, without even touching my dick with pens. Well, as a child from the night pollutions ...

And then it dawned on me - I’m writing for Arsen, because it is him who hangs his will or his freedom as his Master. Yes, yes, yes - to my Lord ... After all, Zina constantly calls him that way and during fucking and without fucking ...

Yeah. And you, it turns out, Ashot’s nephew is right. Yes, I am right - I confessed to myself that with my wife I agree in everything that I continue to hope that you, my fucking wife, will not leave me ... You will not leave me ... Well, you don’t break in half my (!!!) necessary pencil and fragments are thrown into the trash ... I am afraid of divorce. I can not live without Zinochka's beloved ...

On the contrary, I am ready to be a faithful assistant to you in your ebuzzy job. After all, I want to be with you in the service of your customers in the future. And let already already missed a year of events from your nymphomanian world. A year, without my participation in how my “modest little girl” lives, Zinochka ...

But did a bunch of boys see how yesterday they fucked my wife Zinochka in bushes? Yes, and there was among the boys and a girl-girl - and she also gave comments. I remember her demand to kick her in Zinochka's chatting tits, well, when Seryoga let my wife's vagina down. But she struck twice in the belly of Zina. And Zinka directly from these blows roared in orgasm. And Seryoga lowered and lowered into the uterus.

The words and blows of this pussy horseradish - you forget ...Such proposed create with my wife !? How so!? I really think - what a small one, and what a sadist already ... But yes, for sure ... DON'T STUFF ... Just to describe those who fucked my wife in front of me ... So, not to write anything about the audience, or what?

Well then still. Well, yes - number 8 Damir and, oh Lord (!!!) classmate of my wife - number 9 Seryoga ... Well, is it a shit to yourself. And all the huts were in my mouth - all but the first two - that here on the stage they fucked my wife ...

Suddenly Catherine hooked up with me - the manager of this hotel. From her emanated such naturalness ... Neither any questions, nor any straining ... I sat almost on my knees to me. So in a fatherly way, so not intrusively easily, and I stroked my hair and even easily tucked me into my tits by the hand a couple of times. Prostate sexual accessibility emanated from her ...

More she talked-chirped. About your husband: my Teske - Sasha. Her husband, Sasha, it turns out, was also not aware of many things ... Catherine also described how Sasha was impressed in her time, very impressed, about her various discoveries. Then the subject remembered the plot:

For example, “about kuni”: Sashka was very impressed when, at the eBars, which were now lowered into his wife, the husband and for the first time also found out that he has been licking sperm of various male kuni for years.

I, too, for about a year, managed not to fulfill this requirement of Ashot. The requirement to begin to fuck with her husband. Otmaza was: you see how cool it is - the husband, for example, licks the sperm of different men.

This year the peasants also amused themselves: in the openly humiliated me and in the hidden humiliation of my husband. Sasha came on the call immediately at the time of how the hosts lowered. And I met him in the office dressed and without panties. Sasha licks. But he does not know that this is sperm.

Cases and do not count when not had time to get dressed. When, fucking me, for fun, they took out the clothes and met her naked in her husband's office. And all sorts of tasks were given to different employees to come into my office when the husband makes a kuni of the hotel manager.

One of the tasks: Selected clothes. I am sitting naked. Husband licks their cum. Call Your things in the number 601, on the sixth floor. Let the husband come down and bring you your clothes. I send my husband to number 601. They say she left clothes there. And here I sit and think how now to the husband to explain that I am naked on the second floor. And clothes on the 6th.? And at that moment I realized: “A husband never asks questions related to any non-matching. NO ANY QUESTIONS. ”

CONCLUSION: From now on, I have the right to do anything. The husband will not raise the question of divorce.

Shame I suffered from the Masters do not count. It was such that right in the hotel lobby ebali. Lowered. I see my husband entering the entrance group. I literally inches from my husband quietly slip up to the second floor to my office. And the cabinet is closed. Well, pinned Caucasians. And Sasha is coming. I'm naked in sperm, pull the handle of his office. And what to do? Do Cooney, at the door of the office, just come.

But I couldn’t explain anything to my husband at all, and somehow I couldn’t explain anything. And did not explain, because he did not ask. Everything referred to hyper-excitability, that here only the arrival of my husband with a tongue-in-clitoris calms me down.

Well, what degree of a chode need to be? I myself didn’t know what else the Hosts would come up with in humiliations of both me and my husband? Well, the main thing that "subscribers" like.

So: somehow there was a meeting at Ashot and my husband was on it. We were two women: me and from our accounting; Ashot and three men from the guard and two from the tax.

Suddenly Arsen entered. And this means that with us, the employees only have 1 minute, to completely undress and so bare and with hands on the back of my head wait for any instructions from Ashot. This is how many of the employees were forced to reveal themselves “about traditions” right in front of their relatives, if for some reason the relatives turned out to be there.

Yes, and my husband, by the way, had previously seen scenes of hastily stripping to the goal, and myself, my wife, and some other employees, with such a hit in the office of Ashot. Here I do not hesitate for a long time. With these tax guys, I did not fuck before. But it would not have stopped me.

We undressed. And they stood naked with their legs spread shoulder-width apart.Hands behind the head. Waiting for orders - dress with the exchange of cowards, or get dressed and present cowards to guests. Or whatever comes to mind this time ...

Another thing is that one of the tax officers immediately asked:

- fuck mona?

And Ashot nodded negatively:

- No, with the husband of the manager, the lady-manager does not fuck. Dress the girls.

The husband then turned out to be by chance. And as soon as we got dressed all embarrassed and red my husband left the office.

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