speech, blurted out all my secrets.

Now we are close friends with her, sometimes we meet. Carries the sixth child. The fourth child, by the way, she gave birth at the same time as I did to Grisha. She asked why she gives birth so often, replied: “While Yang is in a fertile state, she has to hurry. Funds enough. Igor also loves a large number of babies. Maybe we will have time to conceive ten, so we all dream - mother-in-law, Yan, Igor and me. I love to give birth, I was afraid for the first time, but during childbirth I received an orgasm. I do not know how to compare, to describe the ecstasy, as if a dozen orgasms are shaking the body. Maybe there is a description of this. I was not looking, but I look forward to the next delivery. ”

Approved my divorce with my brother. She said that there would be no sensible offspring from him - she gets drunk. I told her how I saved Volodya. Vova's choice as the father of my children was welcomed.

{♂ 30 ♀}

Vovke changed six months after painting. Already in the second month of pregnancy. Here I am nasty bitch! I have a weak front!

During lunch at the industrial base, I heard a conversation between women. One says: “Men are males, bastards. The bus began to squeeze me. Take advantage of the cramped, and let's climb hands to the genitals, to the breasts. Something turned around, slapped slap insolent. “I also slapped a slap in the face. Has divorced from the husband because of its changes. Now I sleep with a rubber dick. And so the hunt to anyone, reached out to the shekel. Crumpled chest. Previously, at least Gavrosh sometimes mandala licked. And then if you are not young teenagers. With his three-centimeter clitoris, the manduet will be slightly disturbed. Look, don't repeat my mistake. ” - Said an elderly woman. - “You do not want to be molested - sit on the front platform, where there are more women, the service bus has already been established for more than a dozen years”

“Just to find out what the conversation between those women is about” - bribed her conscience. The official transport made a big loop around the city, collecting the workers of three enterprises - industrial base, confectionery factory and sausage shop. From our house, that to the first stop, that to the last, the distance is the same. At the first stop you can take the empty seats. Naturally at the last one it was necessary to squeeze in between the passengers.

In hot weather, put on only thongs and a sundress. I am one woman, the rest of the young guys are bursting at the back door of the bus. Attachment near the vertical rail. Adjusting the feet to make it easier to stand. Guys also place their bodies, according to the possibilities. The back boy immediately proceeded to feeling the buttocks. He was standing one step below me, it was easy for him to penetrate under the hem. Slightly pushing interfering legs, spread her. The boy grunted and crawled to the lips. In thongs it is easy to do. Vagina friendly met an irritant. The index finger, the guy was disturbing the clitoris, the big one inserted into the vagina. Putting a rag doll on my hand, I twirled my senses.

The hand of the standing guy rests on the riser. Leaning against the hand boobs. More precisely nipple. He signals the guy: “Look, don't get hurt about my toughness!” I myself look at the man sitting in the backseat. His gaze is directed at the movement of the fingers under my hem. From understanding that I am now engaged in immoral sex with an unknown person, in front of another guy, I’m finishing. Moisture runs down the stream.

- Girl, it's hard for you to stand there, go to my knees. - Says one of the seated. Pushing in the backs of others, the guys let me squeeze into my knees.

“Easy, bruises will be,” I say to the guys who immediately reached my breasts.- His rough fingers brought the poor woman to faint. Thank. Himself finished? - I ask the guy who climbed in my kunka.

The guy, having contrived, rose to our level. I released my club. The hands of the other guys are squeezing me relentlessly. Rend me along the body. The boy took my hand, brought it to his tight body. As a youngster showed what to do. Realizing that the fountain of sperm can stain others, take out a wet napkin, cover the urethra. In time had time. And I myself fall into the bliss of the last shudders. Taste groaning from excitement. I ask the guys to help remove the panties - still wet at least wring out. One of them hides the trophy in his bosom. I wipe with a napkin. She, too, someone confiscates. Fetishists, damn it.

The next day I repeat the adventure. Conscience remained at home, did not want to live with problitya. Guys immediately pick me up under the armpits and sit on his knees. Pure cowards are in my bag - if you donate trophies every day, there will not be enough money. Almost naked - sundress pulled up to his shoulders, I sit and mnu members of two guys. One of them is trying to set me on his stake.

- Only in a condom! Do you want me smeared went before the locker room? - I tell him. The next guy shares prezikom with the first and he tries to take off his shorts. Five seconds, and I'm already impaled on a stake. Vibrating the bus on the bumps helps me jump on the penis. Eight pairs of eyes are watching my orgasm.

The guy standing, on the contrary, in sportswear, pulled Alda from his pants. Bends my head to the prick, pounding the cock on the very larynx. I cough, cough. Sucking in this position is uncomfortable, the bus is shaking, someone's hands are massaging my breasts. All the same I bring to ejaculation. I swallow cum, rub my chin with a napkin. Alexandria pillar in the form of a penis appears from one more leg. I swallow it. As a doll, I am transplanted to a nearby piston. I press down, but I suck faldus. I swallow portion after dose of tart sperm. We drive up to the enterprises, wipe the crotch with napkins, give them to those wishing to sniff the discharge of the bitch, the guys. I correct sundress, hair.

At the end of the work, one guy shoves me a bag with a box of chocolates, another bag with smoked bacon. But I sit through the front doors.

On the third day, the other guys took their places near the door. There was also a combat partner - the same woman who complained that the boys were squeezing. She became just like me on the first day at the support. She was immediately offered a place on her lap. Blushing, she succumbed to the entreaties, as I was already exposed again. I was already moaning on the rod, jerking off to the next guy. Her wet underpants are also gone as a trophy. They put on a stake that I aroused, although at those moments there were no non-erect penises. In the previous days, after watching our games, the boys were loaded under the throat, they quickly died. In the crowded bus - posture for intercourse just sitting on the guy's knees. But even that is nice, especially the previously unknown mental disorder to me - exhibitionism. Fuck! Now I am telling, but the very goosebumps of micro-orgasms.

“I overheard your conversation with Petrovna when you talked about insolent guys.” I decided only to explore about the adventure. Now every morning I am pleasing myself. And why are you back?

“I heard your moans.” I saw you with glittering eyes and decided ... It seems to be married, the child is five years old and the spouse satisfies, and the hunt. Oh, how hunting! In vain from a hymen built. What do you tell my husband if he finds out?

- Come what may. I'm pregnant ... Of course my husband ... That's for sure. Will beat - squeeze into a ball, pereterplyu. Drive away - there is a road to me. What did you think?

- So too - come what may. But it will be something to remember, and not regret the missed opportunity. I already regret about two events - a classmate at the prom, a girlfriend rumored to have turned out to be a passionate lover, refused a lot of girls, but I did not offer me anymore. And that time slapped the guy.

- Apparently this is fate.How, then, would I find out about the tradition of the Matzo girls on the back deck? I don’t know if I’m so distracted by me, but I think that now the rumors will reach the rest of the double-barrels. You look, in a couple of years from the women on the backside there will be no release.

One of the guys worked on our base. During working hours, I suggested a ride.

- In the bus you are satisfied by a completely different woman. She is not here. I do not break, I do not build a hymen from myself. Understand, I do not want. Guess what I want - suggest a variant, I will think.

Now I understand that I behaved like a yard bitch. Fuck with unfamiliar guys, dissolutely, dirty. I was ruled by animal lust. Guys probably behind the eyes called the last words, laughed at me. Okay! I will become an old woman, I will atone for sins.

Right you, bab Nyur, have noticed that we can achieve a lot in front of us. Vovka said that I was changing these gifts for various hardware from the base. Like, everyone wants to build, everyone wants to buy for free. But at the same time, I secretly wanted my exposure, was excited by the thought that my husband would find out, in some way, would punish me.

- Psychiatrists call this deviation - masochism. - Inserted woman Anya.

- I enjoyed the week. Then from the first stop I started to get on the bus. Guys sent greetings. Here I am so proshmandovka. I go, pissed off, exhausted from excitement.