are you choking? Get it, nipple, - I gave Zina a slight slap in the face, - you are my whore, dirt, carrion, fucking all your holes. Suck, bitch, come on! Get your hands fucked from me - when she tried to pull away again - stick your hand in your pussy and jerks!

Tears poured from Zina's eyes, saliva flowed down her chin, occasionally she had a gagging urge when I tried to plant my dick to the full. But again, I had a fuck. Following the order, Zina put her hand in the crotch and began to cheer. It was hardly fun for her, but I liked it.

Dick went to the zinin head all faster, I felt that I would soon finish. I did not want to finish, I would have fucked and fucked her mouth, but there was no restraint. I growled, squeezed her head with all my strength and pulled the dick completely. Completely! He entered the whole, falling through the barrier of the larynx. Zina, her eyes bulging, started to stir up something, but in return received only one more slap in the face. At the same time, I began to empty my eggs directly into her esophagus. Sperm was not much, but the orgasm lasted for a relatively long time, for about thirty seconds I kept her head and throat completely impaled. I let go only when she started banging my legs.

Taking out a member, I looked at the face of an elderly woman. He wore a mess of tears, dripping carcass, saliva, sperm. Sorry sight. Humiliated and trampled, she gulped air.

Ugar and my delusion passed, I felt ashamed and sorry for her. After all, he deceived, outraged, in fact raped her mouth and throat. But it was somehow silly to apologize in this situation.

“Well, you and the asshole, Andrew,” said Zina, catching her breath. I almost choked fuck. Jaws cramped, sore throat. Well, why are you so? She cried.

- Zina, could not resist. You brought me to the limit, everything was in a fog, as if there was a veil before my eyes.

- Fuck, I have never been so fucked. You are a real man Andrew, you will have a lot of women, you'll see. Though painful and disgusting, but inside I feel good. When a real man fucks a woman, he should humiliate her, make his thing, women love it. Well, I anyway.

Dick understand these women. She is crying and angry, but she says that she did everything right. Well, to hell with him, my shame almost passed after her words, I leaned on the bank, handed her a beer.

We sat for a while. Zina caught her breath completely, calmed down, and again began to talk about everything in the world. I listened more, smoked, smiled, nodded. Looking at this chirping woman, an image constantly appeared in front of my eyes, as soon as those chatty lips clasped my cock. But the member was satisfied, he didn’t want to fuck anymore, and I didn’t do any more. And in general I felt a deep relaxation and wanted to go home, to fall asleep.

It was already light outside, it was 5 am, and Zina and I decided to disperse. They went out into the street, it was light, there were no people, the birds were chirping.

- Thank you, Andrew, we had a good time. Good fuck. I would still meet with you, but you do not want? Sober up today, think, fucked by drunk old woman and dick with her.

- Zina, do not carry nonsense. You are a wonderful woman. And fucking with you is awesome, and generally interesting. How to find you?

- Write down the phone. Only when you call, if you take your daughter or son-in-law, call Zinaida Mikhailovna and not Zina, but speak politely in general. They do not know that I am so wild. They know that I can drink, but what I love with men, they do not know.

I recorded the phone, still not deciding for myself whether I would call her or not.

“Come on, take me to the garage,” Zina said as we walked past the garages, “I’d like to piss too much.”

Of course, what problems, I'm a gentleman, always ready to see a lady piss. We went behind the garage, Zina sat down, pulled up her skirt (as I said, there were no panties on her) and began to purr. She was not shy of me, she didn’t even turn away, and I stood, watched as a jet of urine was beating out of a clean-shaven cunt.The picture is wonderful, but I also wanted to piss. I pulled the cock out of my pants and, also without turning away, began to piss on the wall of the garage. So we and Ssili together, I looked at her bubbling pussy, she is on my ssuschy penis. For some reason I was the first to dossal, but I didn’t remove the member, began to podrivat it, looking at the weakened stream flowing from the zine manda.

“Zina, you’ll have to put up with me again for the trip,” I said, bringing the dick up to her face.

The woman categorically went into denial, citing a sore throat after a recent fuck.

- Come on, I also wanted, but I will not take it into my mouth anymore. Come on cancer.

In general, I would like to throw it on my back and strung it, bend it with its weight. But there was no such place where one could lie, so I had to be content with “cancer”.

This time there was already no such passion, Zina habitually bent down, leaned on the garage, where we just had a seat. I again threw the back of the skirt on her back, and, pulling on the elastic, I already confidently spread her labia with my hand and planted it without delay. The member was not as stony as the last two times (even three, given the handjob), but he did his work and enjoyed it. I once again admired the submissive female ass, otklyachennoy for me, and my tool entering into it. Looking at the anus, I wanted to fuck her in the ass, but I was ashamed (though maybe in vain), thinking that I had already forced the ass to force her in my mouth, but I decided for myself that Zina would have to call at least in order to fuck into the rectum.

With these thoughts, I licked a couple of my fingers and put them on her anus ring. He reflexively shrank, but I gradually began to insert the index finger into her ass.

- Andrew, do not. I want to shit, so you will be smeared, and I, I am afraid, will not tolerate it and will justify myself.

Argument. Can not argue. Such a prospect — to be craped behind garages — was not at all tempting me and I removed my finger right there. However, I noted for myself that the argument “I don’t give up at all” did not sound, and this is already a plus.

Having fucked Zina for about ten minutes, I finished. Not so violently, but received pleasure. Zina didn't finish this time, but I had a fuck.

“Oh, and I got this night with cancer,” Zina broke out, grunting, “that's enough, we have to go home.” Come on, Andrew, do not need to accompany me. People will see the rumors go. And you have nothing to do with it.

Finally, we kissed and went in different directions.

I was glad to go home. The night was not in vain. Meeting with friends last night, I could not have imagined that everything would turn out that way.

Since that time, 15 years have passed. I really had a lot of girls and women, and even old women, but most of them are hardly remembered or not remembered at all. But the memories of Zina and that night, the pictures of her white priests, the mounted mouth, empty pussy and many others are preserved in my memory bright and clear. Occasionally I even masturbate, remembering that night and my middle-aged roaring laughter.

Zine I called a week later in the evening ...

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