Daria pulled her breasts out of her blouse, and holding the snow-white domes under the bottom, sent dark nipples to Marina. She predatoryly licked her lips, and fell down on one of the large convex nipples. There was a loud smack, Daria closed her eyes and groaned.

- Yes, my dear, suck, suck harder!

The passenger in the back seat watched this scene with all eyes.

Marina pulled away from the nipple and again seized the mouth of Daria, squeezing the tips of her breasts with her fingers. The French kiss seemed to last forever. Finally, the choking women regretfully broke off sensual contact.

- Oh! My sweet, I'm ready to eat you right now! - Marina said in a drunken voice.

- And I, my sugar, but we have a scheduled business ... Do you think our dirty girl is very excited when she looks at the caress of housewives?

“Oh, yes,” Marina replied, exaggeratedly, seriously. - I noticed that at our moments our slut increases one thing ...

- Here is how! We have to check it out. Hey, whore! Show the mistresses how spoiled you are. Raise the skirt!

Both girlfriends with burning eyes watched as Herman slowly lifted her skirt.

- Shhh shit! Dasha, just look! - breathed out Marina. - This bitch has a wild erection! Her nasty body is going to tear her panties now. Oh, what a nasty lustful girl! Maybe slut masturbates for housewives?

“Not here, honey.” It will be nice if she pays off. We will force our stealing to the mall. In the light, with people.

- Not! I beg you, do not do it! I cant! Do not make me jerk off in women's clothes with strangers. You are welcome! That's too much...

Daria quickly extended her hand between the seats and sharply grabbed her husband by the balls. Her sharp long nails bit into the sensitive skin of the scrotum causing pain.

- Hey, pizdyuk, you forget! You're just our little lustful entertainment. What we say, then you will. Otherwise, I will tear off something extra for you to get a complete whore - she whispered evil in his face.

Daria squeezed the eggs in her fist.

- Awww! - screamed Herman, with bulging eyes. Intolerable pain pierced his whole body. - Ahhhh, I will, I will be everything, everything, everything! Sorry, mistress. Any order ... Oh, my God, how painful, oh ...

She looked at him attentively, then squeezed her hand again, harder. Hermann twitched in agony and hissed. Then she let him go. And in an indifferent voice she said to her friend:

- We still need to inquire how much is the castration of an adult man.

- You mean only castration or castling too? - Marina became interested.

“Hmm ... a question of price.” Although ... if you go to the veterinarian ... In the end, in the villages, a littering organ is cut by bulls and boars for fiddling money, I don’t see any difference.

Marinka glanced over her shoulder. Herman looked worse than the dead man, he even forgot about the pain in his groin. His glazed eyes did not move. In the former secretary, something like pity moved. Just a little bit.

- Maybe ... give a chance? If you try not to disappoint us ...

- Yes. Yes! YES!!! - Hermann, who came to life, screamed passionately. - I will not disappoint! I will try to. Oh, how I will try! Anything. I love so much to please my hosts ...

- We'll see. Let's go.

Three girlfriends briskly tapping heels headed for a brightly lit entrance. Counter men looked at them with interest.

- Level your feet! Do not twist your ass, look at us! - from two sides followed by poking elbows in the sides of the brown-haired woman. - Head taller. Smile, damn it!

If you look in profile, then the skirt of an average girl suspiciously bristled in front. This became especially noticeable in bright light. Girlfriends annoyed each other, and dragged the "girl with a defect" in the female toilet.

- Oh my God! Why should I go there? - Herman muttered weakly, afraid to hear the answer.

- Shut up, Hera! - pulled his wife.

- Hera ?! You mean not Herman, but Gertrude ?! - Marina guessed with a laugh.

- Yeah, I must somehow call this miracle in public.

Inside the toilet was empty.

“Your task is to seduce the first woman to come in here so she wants to see how you masturbate,” Daria announced.

Hera has a long face.

- Yes, the task is not simple, we will help a little, but the main role is yours. You will have to be so charming and sexy bitch that the occasional lady in the ladies' toilet of the shopping center will be completely overwhelmed. Damn hard in a public dressing room to convince one woman to admire how the other masturbates.

- It's impossible! - whispered Humbar stunned. - No one...

- Someone recently vowed to try ... Really try. And I want to remind this someone that his belongings are pledged to the vet. You know, my word is harder than your penis.

- Lord, Lord, Lord! - panicked Herman. - And if this is an old woman?

- Do not care. It is said - the first to enter.

- And if she screams and calls for help? Guard or police?

- Well, it means you are not lucky. A deputy’s career will come to an end. Nothing, you are unlikely to be imprisoned, but a lot of time will be freed for us loved ones. The end of a double life. The end of the pants, socks and excess meat between the legs. Exemption, dear, complete liberation.

Hera almost fainted after such a cynical statement. With inexpressible fear and hope, the newly converted girl looked at the front door. She will have to become a girl, a hell of a sexy girl, she has to become a huge piece of sex to death. To any woman ... These are ordinary women who came to shop. Not from erotic fantasies. Not lesbians, not fetishists, not ...

Girlfriends with crooked smiles watched as Hera nervously tugged her skirt, spinning, checking whether stockings were evenly seated, straightening a bra filled with cotton, beating her withers, looking in the mirror.

After a couple of minutes, the front door opened, Hera's heart jumped to her throat.

A brunette about forty came in and busily walked to a distant toilet stall without looking at anyone. After finishing her business, she came up and began to wash her hands, looking at her face in the mirror.

Hera stood (a) frozen pillar, not knowing what to do. Daria scornfully glanced at this statue, sighed and turned to the woman:

- Sorry, can I ask you a question?

“Yes, please,” said the brunette impatiently, closing the tap. - What did you want?

Daria started deliberately slowly, as if thinking:

- This question is ... somewhat delicate and I ... - at this moment she changed the pace, interrupting herself: - But first tell me what you think of my girlfriend? She nodded at Hera. - How do you think she is pretty ?!

The lady was clearly surprised at such a turn, she shrugged (maybe the girls have an argument), looked at Hera from head to toe and honestly said:

- Well, not a star, but quite ... not bad. We can say that pretty.

- So I think the same way! - Daria picked up. - And what do you say now? - she lifted the skirt of Hera. - You do not find that her panties are very interesting?

The woman was slightly taken aback, her blue eyes dug into the crotch of Hera, and a puzzled wrinkle appeared on her forehead. Choosing her words carefully, she almost whispered:

- They look really interesting ... I especially like the lace trim around the edges!

- Oh ... hmmm ... I, too, - Daria smiled charmingly. - There is one easy question and you can leave.

Brunette patiently waited for the continuation of Daria, and could not tear her eyes away from the mysterious panties, or rather their contents.

- Marina, could you help a little? - Daria asked her friend.

That, as if waiting for these words, stretched out her hand and pulled her panties down. Strained and devoid of hair body jumped out.

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