ever licked your ass? - Don Pedro addressed to Maria, having shrouded everything around with a gray smoke.
“No, I just sucked my dick and always licked me ... pussy, brother and dad,” the girl confided, again switching to one of the local dialects that was more familiar to me.
“You know, if you want to become an actress, especially in Los Angeles, you need to be able to lick your ass very well, literally and figuratively,” the station head weightyly said, dragging on a cigar.
“If you polish her ass,” the man said, pointing to the Matilda standing near the sofa, “I will personally pay you a ticket to Mexico City.”
“For Los Angeles, you still don't have the necessary documents,” he added.

Matilda opened her mouth in surprise, bending over her skirt in fright.

“Mati, be kind, get your knees on the sofa, back to us,” Don Pedro continued, without waiting for an answer.

After screaming, the woman climbed with her knees onto a creaky sofa, with her back to a man, put her hands on her back and arched her ass, uncoiling her legs.

“Arrange your legs wider, it will be more convenient,” Don Pedro said, not letting the cigar out of his mouth, walked over to Matilda, spreading her knees wider.
- Look what an ass, eh ?! - the man admired, having turned to the girl, having grasped with palms the buttocks of the woman covered with black cowards.

Matilda shrieked playfully, half turning to the man, twisting her hips and flexing her back.

“Come here,” Don Pedro jerked the panties off Matilda, revealing two white strong buttocks with black curls piercing between them below.

Maria Lopez threw her bundle to the floor and timidly approached the couple, transferring an interested look from the female ass and to the man. Don Pedro slapped the woman with his hands on the buttocks, leaving reddish marks on the white skin. Matilda screamed playfully, dropping below, showing her hairy labia, large and prominent, to those around her.

“Lick her ass,” the man ordered, putting his palms on the back of the woman, slightly moving aside.

The girl bent down, stuck out her tongue and timidly licked Matilda’s buttock. A little thought and licked another, looking at Don Pedro.

- Tickling! - through laughter screamed a woman, turning around, waving her hair.
“You're not lying like that, who's licking like that?” - the head of the station said instructively, palming women's buttocks.
- Do it as expected, well? - he bared the female anus, reddish, slightly protruding, with jagged edges, as if from some kind of damage or ... penetration.

Matilda tensed, out of habit, waiting for something sick, but immediately relaxed, smiling blissfully, feeling a wet girl tongue on her long-suffering hole. Maria gently licked the woman's anus, pressing her face into Matilda's buttocks, holding her hands behind her back, licked again, bolder already, sweeping the tip of the tongue from the tailbone and lower, while Don Pedro palmed the buttocks of her friend and subordinate.

Once again, I ran my tongue all over the anus, touching the labia, lingered a little, drawing my nose in the air. The woman moaned sweetly, feeling the moisture between her legs, feeling the girl's tongue, scurrying through her anus, fluttering like a butterfly, then touching the threshold of her anus with a light touch, then rubbing boldly, covering the whole anus, as if trying to cover it all with itself.

“And now you yourself,” Don Pedro said loudly, releasing Matilda’s buttocks. “Separate yourself with their hands and lick!”

Maria Lopez clutched at the white skin of the female ass, gnawing greedily between her buttocks, sucking her lips on Mati's anus. The woman screamed dully, shook her head in all directions, sticking her hand between her legs.Resting her chin on her fingers rubbing the crotch, she selflessly sought to penetrate the tongue inside the female rectum, acting with the tongue as a member, trying to push the sphincter walls apart and end up inside. Shouting into her voice, frantically rubbing her labia, fingering her clitoris, Matilda began to abundantly irrigate Maria's chin with burning moisture, still screaming and frantically moving her hand.

“This is unthinkable ...” Don Pedro whispered, when the woman, screaming especially loudly, fell on the sofa to the side, shaking in convulsions.

The girl, kneeling, spread her fingers with Mati’s buttocks and stuck out her tongue, tilting her head to the side, and promptly leaned toward them.

- Did you like it? - Don Pedro said enthusiastically, leaning to the head of a woman lying down.
- Oh, yes, dear, I could not even dream of the best! - breathed out Matilda, panting, never ceasing to feel the playful and nimble tongue of Maria Lopez on her anus.

The girl pulled away from the female ass, bottom-up looking at the man, licking his tongue lips.

- Did you like it? - the man patted the girl's hair, helping her up.
- I liked it, - Maria nodded her head, straightening the floor of the dress.
“Mati, how will you be ready - give her a ticket to Mexico City in general third grade, then I will pay for it myself, as I promised,” Don Pedro said.

The woman barely got up from the couch, swaying, not even pulling up her panties, blacking her hairy pubis, passed and flopped down on a chair near the table. She took out a rectangular cardboard box, scribbled something on it.

“Thank you, Don Matilda, it was nice to meet you,” Maria beamed up, accepting the coveted ticket and picking up her bundle from the floor.
“Come on, I will escort you,” the man opened the door, carefully pushing the girl out of the room.

* * *

- What is your name? Asked Don Pedro.
“Maria, Maria Lopez,” the girl replied, clutching the coveted ticket to her chest.

The couple walked along an empty railway platform in the first rays of the setting sun. In the distance, the coyote prowled loudly, Don Pedro, with pleasure, crushed a large beetle with his boot, who dared to cross his path.

“The train to Mexico only tomorrow morning,” said the station chief, “Where do you think to spend the night?”
- Yes, right here on the bench I will sit down, we are accustomed, - the girl responded, considering the ticket.
- Come to me, I have a small ranch not far from here, I live alone with my son. He is about your age - Don Pedro climbed down from the platform, extending his hand to the girl.

The girl filed her hand, deftly jumping to the ground. Walking with a man to a small house, surrounded by various buildings, Maria sniffed the air. It smelled of hay, horses, dung and flowers, all that the girl’s nose had long been used to.

“You lie down in the hayloft, in that shed,” Don Pedro opened the gate to the girl, pointing to the rickety shed, which stood alone.
- My son, his name is Axel, he will help you, but by the way, he will help you.

A tall, very plump young man came up to the man, in a blue shirt, a cowboy hat and blue jeans, wearing high pointed-toed boots.

“Hello, Dad,” the young man hugged his father, patting him on the back.
- And who is this here? - a young man with interest, looked down at Mary from top to bottom, still bending his bundle in her hands.
- This is Maria Lopez, she has a train to Mexico City tomorrow morning, she will spend the night in our hayloft. You do not mind? - Don Pedro answered, hugging the girl by the shoulders.
“Of course not, dad,” said Axel, quite reasonably, looking at the girl, putting two thumbs under the jeans belt.
“Heat the water if Maria wants to take a bath and I go to the house,” the man gave his last instructions, gallantly bowed and left.
“Come on, beautiful girl,” Axel stared at his elbow, not taking her eyes off the girl, inviting Maria to follow her.
- Come on, - the girl put her palm on the floor of the young man’s hand, walking beside him to the shed.

- Listen, why do you need this stinking capital? Stay with us, there is enough room for everyone, ”Axel said idly, nibbling a blade of grass.
- You see, I will become a great actress ...! - Hotly said the girl, looking into the face of a young man.
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