The evening of the next day. Stas is looking forward to when Masha arrives. All night he experienced what happened in the morning. I recalled with ecstasy what he enjoyed, and from the blows of his employee and how she humiliated him, and from what allowed her to bring her to orgasm with her tongue. He realized that the money he had secretly managed to steal from everyone, using dead souls and other postal tricks, would now have to be lowered to this girl. He pressed her panties to her face all night and masturbate, finished six times, exhausted only in the morning.

And finally, the long-awaited sound of his car outside the window. A man came out to meet a girl.

- Hello.

- O Stasik, a gift! Take from the trunk of the parcel. - passing by him, and carrying in his hands several paper bags, which are given in boutiques, Stas Fedorovich tickled behind the ear. - Come quickly, if you want to see what I bought myself.

As soon as the man brought the last and sat down on his seat, Masha began to spin in front of him demonstrating the purchase.

- How are you here without me? Did you miss? Strong? How do you like my new dress? Like? And sandals? Also? So no wonder the money spent. Want to see more? Oh, you old libertine, see which panties I have on from those that I bought myself today. - turning her back to Stas, the girl lifted the hem of her dress, exposing her ass in lace panties.

Such Stas saw in his most erotic dreams, sometimes looking at porn movies and erotic magazines. And here it is so close to him, within walking distance, with the ability to touch them when obedient. The brain boiled with desire. He slid to the floor, on his knees he approached Masha, who was watching with interest as he, as if hypnotized, was approaching her ass. Stas, fearing that Masha would now call him, forbidding him to touch her, put his hands cautiously on her hips and slowly pressed his face into her ass. A slight snort of pleasure came from below.

- I see, I see, the old libertine, that you liked, - Masha twisted her ass, shaking it on the face of the chief. She herself was pleased to feel how he was breathing heavily into her from behind, - I see what you like, I think others will like my new things. How do you like these new sandals? Do you like their golden color? On summer so? And what heel sharp and high like? Mmmmmm God, how nice. - the girl rested her hands on the table and sticking out her ass even more. - Yes Yes Yes! Lick me there. I want to feel your tongue. Come on!

The man himself lost his mind, stuck in the ass girl. Helping himself with his nose, he pushed her panties to the side and pressed his lips to the girl's anus. Stroking her thighs, he began to lick her between the buttocks, lick, kiss and try to push the tongue into the entrance to the ass. He snorted from pleasure and did not want to stop. Masha liked it too. She was left to rest on the table with one hand, and the second, putting her back, began to press on the head of the chief, pressing his face into her ass more. She lifted one of her legs and pressed her sharp heel into his thigh, pressed hard, realizing that she was hurting the man. Masha, giving herself back to the ass herself, enjoyed the fact that Stas's tongue slid down and was already walking along her sexual lips, and his nose was pierced into the ass. She moved the palm from his head boss in her panties and began to touch the clitoris. After a minute of such sweet flour and the girl shook, receiving a sweet orgasm.

- Wow! Well, you and well done! I was well pleased. The truth is now I'm wet. And the panties are new. Or did you want to take them away from me? Probably yesterday night sniffed and now on the most prominent place of the house hung? So. Lick me there cleanly, I want to vilify these more, I really like the pain ..

The girl, recovering from an orgasm, got up, put the clothes in order. Stas, licked his employee, and after, with a wet face, he flopped down on his chair.

- Wow! How are you bursting with that! Probably the whole day just wondered how you will lick me. Okay, come on, get it, start to jerk it off. Get it.

Stas obediently lowered his pants to his knees and began to masturbate his penis. And Masha began to tease him, lifting the dress showing him her new panties in front. Putting his foot in a sandal on a chair between Stas’s legs, and now her thigh and knee were right on his face. He began to masturbate faster. Then she lowered her dress, sat down next to the head and moved his hand away, began to masturbate him with her.

- Here, it is necessary. Faster, faster.

Such quick movements brought more pain than pleasure, and it was noticeable on the face of the crouching Stas. And Masha was the one who needed it. She enjoyed being able to control him so well, keeping a fine line between pain and pleasure. Stas tried to stop her with his hands. She stopped. She ordered the man to stand with his back to the wall, with his hands pressed against the wall. I sat down on the side, again began to masturbate. He whined.

- On you, on! Wanted to jerk off on me. Get the same! - she jerked off very quickly. - Do you want to finish? Do you want Ha, ha, ha! Okay, now try.

Masha let go of her dick, turned her back to the man, pressed her ass to him, squeezed his dick in her thighs and began to make short and slow movements, jerking her dick in her thighs. Seconds fifteen and Stas ends. Splashes of sperm fly out of the hole of his penis and fly on the table, on paper, on letters.

- Quiet, quiet, you! Here it is a whale! Like a cannon you shoot. Look, all splattered. That addresses flowed. Here is not discreet. Come on, raise your pants, wipe. And I went home, trying on new clothes again.

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And began such a fun life in this post office :) Masha almost did not appear at work, but more and more often began to travel to the city. She shipped more money from her boss. Fortunately, she did not know how much is in the stash of Stas, stolen from the state.

It's been a month and a half. This time, Masha did not go to the regional center, but to the regional center. One hundred thousand begged for purchases in good boutiques. Passed one day, it is not, passed the second, again not. The phone is not responding. Stas is all worn out. Neither Masha, nor her fetishes, nor money, nor a car.

Even from afar, he recognized the sound of his motor. Jumped out. I drove up. The door of the car casually opened, swinging Masha got out. It smells like alcohol.

- Where have you been for so long? Why drunk driving?

- Oh! Stasik. Do not bother. And not so much drunk, since I reached it so far. You would know how well rested during these three days without your work. Such guys met at the disco. So cool with them came off. I would never have thought that it was so nice when several hands touch you at once, at once two men spire you. You would know how good that is. I think you would like to look at me, impaled on two members at once. Do not look at me so. Come on, take the parcels and letters from the car and go, we will make you sex and I'll show you new clothes. By the way, how do you like those boots with a high shin? Okay, let's go to the room.

Staggering, Masha hobbled in high heels to the post office. Behind her, with the correspondence, Stas. Having entered the lodge, Masha laid out her purchases, telling the chief more about her adventures, which caused him to be angry at the same time and excited his mind with interest. All the scenes described by the girl were clearly imagined by him in the brain. The girl asked if he wanted to take a closer look at what new she bought.

“Why don't you say anything about my boots?” - Masha put the leg, turned it sideways, - The truth is beautiful, when so tall. To the knee. And the color is black, so sexy. And how the heel? You like such tall studs. By the way, what would you like to say about stockings? Did not notice? Wow, how immediately excited.

Watching her boss looking at the legs with lust, the girl began to stroke her thigh, showing off her black stockings. She moved her palm up from the knee, lifting her skirt. ABOUT! Then Stas eyes noticed that stockings end with a lace wide elastic band. The gaze of a man flashed ....