1. Vacation. First days
  2. Vacation. Third day
  3. Vacation. Day four
  4. Vacation. Fifth day
  5. Vacation. Sixth day
  6. Vacation. Seventh day. Part one
  7. Vacation. Seventh day. Part two
  8. Vacation. Day ten. Part one
  9. Vacation. Eleventh day
  10. Vacation. Thirteenth day
  11. Vacation. Day fourteenth
  12. Vacation. Fifteenth day
  13. Vacation. Seventeenth day
  14. Vacation. Nineteenth day
  15. Vacation. Twentieth day

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did not betray that he had repeatedly been attacked by members and various toys in the last couple of weeks.

Peter Borisovich smiled again and, like a curious teenager, reached out with his hands towards the smooth crotch. At the touch of his fingers to her lips, Katya started, but did not change her posture, only closed her eyes, waiting for a rough penetration into her holes. But that did not happen. Playful fingers, wieners just walked over the labia, and one finger a couple of centimeters gently penetrated the hole.
Kate felt like a medical examination, only the situation was even more stupid and more absurd. In the place of a businessman, a boy more inexperienced in sexual pleasures would look more appropriate, but not an age businessman. He also definitely had some sexual deviations. However, the girl has not seen people without deviations in recent weeks and bravely endured this humiliating procedure.
- Turn around, sit down on the edge of the table.

The girl jumped on the edge of a solid oak tabletop, feeling her warm warmth in her booty. Peter Borisovich himself slightly spread her legs, trying to get to her crotch from another position. This posture did not satisfy him, and without further ado, he pressed his hand on Katya’s chest, forcing her to lie down completely on the table. Then he spread her legs even wider and finally a beautiful picture with cherished white buds finally opened to him.
Submissively putting her hands along the body, the girl obediently waited for the continuation, slightly closing her eyes. The man himself bent her legs at the knees, and again the sex lips slightly diverged. This time, he could not resist and immediately put his fat finger into her hole. Katya frowned, but silently endured this penetration into a dry vagina. She was not a bit excited about what was happening.

Having unpleasantly polooziv finger in a narrow hole, Peter Borisovich removed his hand from the perineum, but then he grabbed the elastic chest with both hands. Katya started again, feeling the sweaty hands roughly paw her erogenous zones. Soon arrogant fingers grabbed her nipples and pinched them a bit, waiting for the reaction of the girl. Katya tolerated these manipulations with restraint.
- With your brutal Gena, are you the same log? - With anger said the man.
- He is not mine. - Quietly said the girl, without opening her eyes.
- Get on your knees and suck! - Unhappy with Katy's passivity, said Peter Borisovich, raising his voice.

The girl had no choice, she sat down, carefully climbed off the table and knelt in front of the boar that was falling apart in the chair.
- Do not brake, whore, you know what to do! - A man was provoking himself, although he was rather excited.
Katya slowly unzipped the zipper, lowered her underpants and took out a small member of them, which was already on full alert. She has not yet met such small organs. She would appreciate his length of centimeters at twelve, so out of the pants of expensive pants, a member stuck out very close. At the same time he was fat, to become the owner. Taking it into her mouth, the girl was glad at least that he was clean and did not emit unpleasant odors.
- Another thing! - Satisfiedly said the man, feeling the touch of hot tongue slut to the head of the penis. Without much zeal and diligence, Katya treated the penis with her lips and tongue, trying to think about something else. But the businessman was still pleased.

Although Katya was losing to his ex-wife in terms of external indicators and the ability to do blowjob, but the man was still wound up by the fact that such a young and delicious girl unconditionally obeyed his orders. He let out a hoarse moan of pleasure, thereby returning the girl's thoughts to this office. Deciding not to delay the unpleasant process, she suddenly closed her lips into a hard tube and intensively pushed her mouth.
- Another thing, whore! - The man said with satisfaction, rejoicing that he himself allegedly provoked her.
- Mmm! - After a while Katya moaned moaned and held her tongue around the member, not removing it from the mouth. This was the last straw, and Peter Borisovich began to finish in her skillful mouth, not having lasted even five minutes.
- Class! Well done! Show your mouth! - To his satisfaction, the girl collected all the sperm in her tongue, not having time to swallow. - Now swallow!

The girl, busting herself, swallowed an unpleasant substance and opened her mouth again, showing that the next task was completed.
- Good girl! Really, good girl! I am pleased! And, therefore, some other work is waiting for you, for the successful implementation of which I may pay you.
- What is this work? - Without interest the girl asked
- You will see, wait here, soon you will bring clothes! - The man got up, zipped his fly and left the office, dialing the number on your mobile phone.
Stunned by the new introductory Katya, she still sat naked on the floor for more than half a minute. When she awoke, she rushed to her clothes, but managed to put on only her panties before the guard entered the room, carrying a bundle in her hands. The girl immediately covered her breasts with her hands, from which the powerful man grinned slightly and handed her the package.

- On, dress! - Without another word, he ordered, with pleasure watching the girl tear one hand off her chest to take the bag, exposing her nipple. Passing the package, the guard remained standing. - Change clothes! - He said sternly, folding his arms across his chest.
Sighing, Katya threw the entire contents of the package onto the table. It turned out to be white t-shirt, shorts and a pair of short sports socks. Surprisingly looking at it and squinting at a man who did not even think to look away from her, she turned her back on him and began to pull on her T-shirt. She was very small, designed for a teenage girl. The fabric immediately squeezed her chest and, she felt her nipples begin to harden from rubbing against the fabric. Quickly pulling on the socks, the girl already wanted to put on her shorts, when suddenly the guard gave a voice again:
- On a naked body! Take off panties!

Throwing him a displeased look, the girl still pulled off her panties, not turning to the strict warden, allowing him to enjoy the look of rounded buttocks. Shorts seemed to her even narrower than a T-shirt. In size they looked more like cowards. Approaching the mirror, Katya was amazed at her appearance: the T-shirt covered only the nipples and navel, leaving the upper part of the chest and the tanned belly strip open between it and the shorts. The fabric itself was very thin and in addition to the nipples sticking through it, their neat halos were clearly visible. The shorts did not hide anything at all, but on the contrary emphasized all the anatomical details of the girl’s body. Behind them, they only reached the middle of the buttocks, and in front they pulled the body so that its labia distinctly appeared under the white cotton fabric, showing a small hollow between them. Why we needed short socks, Katya did not understand and looked questioningly at the guard.
- Take your shoes and let's go.

The girl did not listen to the man and put on his sandals, for some reason afraid to dirty socks. The attendant escorted her to the car and gallantly opened the back door. Peter Borisovich was already sitting on the opposite side of the seat and was looking at his watch with displeasure.
- Artem, let's quickly drove! - He ordered. Katya, who had climbed the seat, met her eyes with the former driver of Sveta.
- Hello. - Smiling, he said.
- P-hi. - Surprised the girl answered and looked at the businessman.
- I know that you are familiar, and very close. Artem is one of my main informants, so don't be scared. - The contented man grinned.
- Where are we going? And why am I dressed like that? - emboldened asked Katya.
- You will see! - Peter Borisovich continued to smile and their car drove out of the mansion.

Lisa spent the night again at Alexey. At bedtime, the woman spent about half an hour in the bathroom, putting herself in order and paying particular attention to the rubbed anus. Smearing it with cream, she hurried to bed, because her strength was running out. Trying to impose a conversation on her lover, she briefly replied, "Then," ...

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