- Oh god no !!!

“It's too late, sir, they’ve stuck,” Michael says with a laugh, using the words of a well-known joke, tightly covering your mouth with a palm. And Jenny feels helplessly and meekly as a trained dog habitually gets up on its hind legs and drives its bright red unit right into her pussy, and then swells inside with a classic knot.

“That's a hell of a dog,” squeezes out a curse from your mouth.

Indeed, hell, and really doggy, you can not argue.

- Uy, kobelina, I will kill! - you shout in a loud voice, breaking at the peak of unexpected, undesirable, but because of even more acute pleasure.

Yeah, girl, you turned out to be as depraved and vicious as you couldn’t even imagine half an hour ago.

“But you, Jenny, like it!” - You are commenting to yourself, and it is difficult to say what is more in these words: contempt or admiration. - And among the Countess-Duchess of Victorian England, such a variant of love for our smaller brothers was utterly common. Why am I not a princess?

In the meantime, the dog hastily did his dog's business, the benefit turned out to be not only trained for such services to gentle ladies, but also well prepared: someone carefully bandaged his front paws so that his sharp claws would not dare hurt the girl's skin. Smartly and quickly covering the luxurious bitch of the human breed, which gave him the owner today. Shypel, pogavkivat in a low voice and tirelessly moved back and forth with the speed of a sewing machine ... Until, finally, Jenny did not finish right in the pussy, then crawled to the side, smugly smugly.

Leaving the girl alone with the fourth already on account of the "dog" orgasm. What a delightful feeling it was - to feel fallen below the lowest and thereby ascend to the heights of debauchery!

Dirty cheap stuff - so you probably look now in the eyes of your Boss? But no, his view, on the contrary, is filled with true admiration. And then, in the eyes of the Lord, a familiar sly flash flashes, anticipating a new surprise. And indeed: on his perky shout of “Girls, here” two young women rushing into the hall obediently rush in, differing day and night. If a petite brunette with slanting eyes and barely intended breasts seemed to have disappeared from the pages of some Japanese anime-style comics, then a tall blonde with an awesome silicone chest of ninth size probably suits American porn more under the motto “I will teach you, boy Masturbate on the other side of the screen. " Both help Jenny get off the “cutting table” on which she had just been fucked in the most indecent manner, and almost in her arms was carried to a shower stall, having only introduced herself with a learned-sensual smile along the way:

- My name is Lin!

“And I am Melanie.”

And now both women are gently washing the confused and poorly thinking Jenny in four hands, not forgetting no-no, and even stroking her in the most sensitive female places: behind the ear, in the crook of the elbow, from the inside of the thigh, breast nipples - so much without them! - but above all, two already pretty well-crafted and broken holes, into which her pussy and butt turned.

The girl never considered herself to be any lesbian and until today could not imagine what would be the object of female affection and female lust, but here you are! It turned out that she was madly in love. And when gentle and cautious girlish hands inserted a small soul head into her pussy - one pushes the puffy lower lips apart, and the other screws this hemisphere sparkling with nickel and chrome ... This in itself was unexpected and unusual (“Lord, really am I capable of that? And it’s not painful at all ”!).But when Lin once again stuck to little Jenny's left breast, and Melanie opened the tap with a decisive sharp movement, it was then that the submissive and seemingly exhausted I turned the girl inside out in orgasm.

It's one thing when a man's sperm lashes right in your cervix. Or even the generous odorous stream of the notorious “golden rain” - from time to time a submissive maid had to work as a small private urinal for her master, and it cannot be said that she did not like it. But now, when the elastic warm jet of the Bakhchisarai fountain struck with frantic force into the secret depths of its femininity - it turned out to be immeasurable, indescribable pleasure. And Jenny, her orgasmic highness, again and again ascended to the heights of pleasure ...

Probably, you lost consciousness for a moment, lasting longer than eternity. Because the next moment you find yourself again on the pedestal-box. And your submissive maid of honor, belyachochka and Asian, stand on the sides and tensely await the decision of His Imperial Majesty.

- Well, not bad, - I indulgently notice. - You can prepare the bride for the marriage bed. Although...

And again in the eyes of Michael there is a crafty squint.

- Oh, yes, you're not completely naked to start dressing you!

“Not until the end? - Jenny's inner voice is full of bewilderment and even resentment. “But nothing is already dressed on me, I am completely naked before you, my lord.”

- No, not all! I want to see you naked where I have never seen before!

With these words, Michael gently pulls Jenny on the head, ruffling black and red strands of carefully trimmed hair, and suddenly ...

Oh God! The whole mane, with a wig or even the skin of a boiled potato, moves aside at the moment and flies down to the floor, leaving the submissive girl with a shamelessly bare skull.

At first, she felt scalded with boiling water. And even more - it was as if a skin was torn off alive with her, so painful and creepy was the feeling of her own helplessness and helplessness. But then her eyes fell on the Boss ...

Jenny even could not imagine how excited Michael looked at the woman, shaved bald. It was a paragraph to everything, full of roofing. A member of her man in a single moment flew up to heaven and swelled almost doubled, and the color became like a smoldering golosheku in a fire. At least, it seemed so hard for Jenny to come to herself, although some very learned spectrometer could have a different opinion on this matter. In the meantime, the two newly-found female maids quickly and nosyly dressed the newly-minted bride in high-heeled shoes, snow-white transparent stockings with old-fashioned fringes of garters, the same long, elbow-length gloves - and an equally transparent veil, thanks to which the bareness of her skull did not feel so much painfully. Although she knew herself. And he knew. And she knew that he knew ...

And now, over the thrown back head of the bride lying flat, the hips of the busty blonde Melanie closed, while the tongue of the squint-eyed Asian girl Lin worked diligently somewhere down there, swollen and refreshed after obscene water procedures, sponges and our girl's clitoris. Jenny was stunned, confused, confused ... Or even, more precisely, literally swept away by a surge of perverted lesbian sensuality. She licked, licked her, and it was so unusual and so sensual that the babe was literally pounding in a continuous convulsion of an orgasm.

- But what about Michael, where is her Michael?

And then I realized where. Did the male sniff hear somewhere at her feet, did you see the reflection in the mirrors on the walls there on the side, or did you just realize with the sixth sense? But the fact remained a fact: while Jenny's clitoris was enjoying the kisses of a squint-eyed brunette, the imperious lord and sovereign desperately fucked her from behind, repeatedly re-planting her inconceivable size in a narrow Asian slut.

And the most striking thing is that Jenny herself liked it now.

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