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enjoyment. But after the final chord, after the final splash, it was possible with both hands to sweetly smear a double portion of this best ointment in the world, a healing medicine for all diseases. And at the same time observe how the dashing Zaporozhye horse is approaching the finish ribbon between its breasts.

A thick, resilient trunk slid between two hemispheres faster and faster: greedy and impatient. Petro madly wanted to finish now, finally throw out his desire. Label and tag this female with your seed too. Convulsively squeezing molodetsky horseradish heard female tits in response blast. The head swelled, reddened, slightly opened in two, going far ahead and reaching almost to the throat ... The first odorous droplets, precursors of the coming release, were already made, and Jenny was all tense, feeling trembling of this member before the oncoming earthquake ... And three more huy continued in the meantime to peck all the available holes, adding thrills. But finally ...

- Aaaa, damn it, she has not perished!

With this wild cry, the red-haired boy finally finished, and splashes of hot “sour cream” poured her throat, breasts and shoulders of the girl shaken by a continuous orgasm. Malapia flew in all directions, covering the reddened Jenny and turning her breasts into some sort of mushroom cap. Tainted, otherwise you will not tell. Already the whole man is filled with sperm, exhausted by this incessant enjoyment, and yet only halfway through!

As the water looked, however. A few drops of seed flying in all directions hit Koichi’s stomach, thus continuing the chain reaction of male ejaculation. Scatters of foreign sperm aroused the Japanese so ...

"It seems he is still slightly bluish, judging by the habits," thought Jenny, just at the moment when his bright Pokemon briskly twitched in her mouth. Once, another, third, frantic hieroglyphic porridge in a guttural cry ... And now the familiar taste of the seed on the lips and in the language: salty, warm and sticky. The fourth in a row portion, slightly extends sake and soy sauce. So much for Connita Wa! ”, She giggled, with pleasure swallowing her favorite cocktail. And she didn’t stop pushing herself into the remaining two members at the disposal of the tireless thighs, ass, insatiable lustful kitty between the legs ...

And the black diamond talisman, whose golden chain wrapped around Jenny's waist today, stretched to the huge black pillar that pierced her anus and occupied all the available space almost to the glands. An inquisitive maidservant could not even imagine that she was capable of absorbing all eighteen centimeters of ebony, and even briskly jumping into an ever-increasing rhythm, hurrying the moment of liberation and begging a hot African volcano to erupt into her burning fire lava. Somewhere on the verge of consciousness, Rammstein's hard rock rumbled, the little slut's pussy dutifully parted to meet Michael's tireless bitch, but so far the dark brown African member has remained the main thing that has not been drunk and not drunk to dryness. Huge, incredible and already quivering in anticipation of the end. “The end is in anticipation of the end, ek said something!” She laughed in passing at the same time with her own thoughts, but immediately returned to sweet shudders in the anus, which now this Olympic champion in fucking ass fucked.

- Come on, come on, monkey fucking!

Jenny what, really said it out loud? Or just thought? But, in any case, it was precisely this political correctness for valiant Jeffrey James that was not enough until the complete loss of sexual orientation. And in the next instant, the girl almost flew up on that hot fountain, which with a fierce force hit her close depths. Flooding, plunging into the abyss of orgasm and finally blur the line between reality and the astral worlds.Jennie, through the well-fed and extremely happy, has almost completely flown out to other worlds, filled with heavenly pleasure ...

- But, Master, what about you?

At the beginning of the evening, I, to be honest, was going to torture my wayward slave a little, to teach her wits, forbidding her to have an orgasm for a while: let her practice to restrain herself. But he does not learn in a kind way, so as to whip away with a whip on occasion. But then he changed his mind: it had finished her painfully beautifully. Actress, damn it! And with relief, she relieved herself in an old, kind and godly intended for male sex dick hole. Vagina something for what? To invest in it. And for moisture, certainly.

Now everything, slut-baby finally got everything she wanted. And huddled in a final explosion hysterical, losing consciousness for a moment. Straight through, filled with male sperm both outside and inside ... She gave herself up to six men at the same time, and even got pleasure from it. And what ...

“I fucking shit,” thought Jenny at the moment when she finally came to her senses. - Cheap. Bedding Deprived of pride. Spineless. And hopelessly weak at the front. Why does he need me like this, the Master and the Lord? To wipe my feet on me? Well, let him wipe, I do not deserve anything else.

The self-blame attack after this mind-blowing sex turned out to be so strong that Jenny, obeying Michael's pointing gesture, obediently got off her sex-torture bed and flattened herself on the floor. And the Boss, along with all five of his henchmen, stood around her. They got up, pulled out their members who were weary in battles ... Although what members are there, after everyone has already done away with this wretched slut? So, pips.

And six streams of warm, weary urine poured into a gaunt and smashed girl's body. Zateka pussy, ass, mouth, interfering with the male sperm on her breasts, abdomen, thighs.

“You are a pitiful miserable fuck,” thundered five male voices from above, arrogant and young. - You fucked everyone who wanted. I wanted and where I wanted. You lie here on the floor, in a completely craped up suit, the bride-in-law, fucked up and showered, and rightfully so. Because you're the last damn thing in the world.

It was exactly the same thing that Jenny herself said. But after all, Michael was silent ... And when she finally raised penitential eyes on her lover and Master, she saw on his face not contempt, but rather some kind of appeal:

- Come on, girl, well!

And something snapped at last in Jane, turning the situation from its feet back to its head. She jumped to her feet and proudly straightened under six pairs of eyes. Still wearing high-heeled shoes, white stockings, long white gloves and a veil worn over a smoothly shaved head. Let even all these details of the costume of the bride were hopelessly filthy.

- Yes, I fucking right. But here is the last ... Yes, are you gentlemen in your mind? You yourself just signed that I am the first in this cohort: Fucking with a capital letter, Fucking Blata.

She straightened her shoulders and raised her voice.

“Do you think I was pleasing you?” Yes, it's you who blessed me, and in full. Did I surrender to you? Yes, I took you! All you fools, climbed out of their way, to please me.

Taking a deep breath, Jenny continued with an unshakable sense of her own righteousness. Or, as it was said at the beginning of the evening, un-co-be-li-m.

- How many times have you finished today? For once, yes. And how many times am I? So, on your knees, wretched: all that you are fit for now is to kiss the toes of my shoes.

- Well, that's it! - Mike's face broke into an approving smile. With a wave of his hands, the wedding clothes re-acquired the pristine purity and freshness, the specks of male sperm turned into pearls, and the former golden rain - mother-of-pearl dust. And her hair, beautiful golden hair, was falling down her cheeks again, framing a young, fresh, happy face.

She was again a bride worthy of her sovereign Lord and fiance. In love, desired, beautiful.And recognizing this, the five handsome men humbly prostrated at the feet of Jenny, and Michael walked over and hugged her shoulders. And then he pulled him to him and gently kissed him, simultaneously pressing himself against the cherished triangle between his legs overnight with a swollen member.

And it was here that Jenny finished for real.

6 comments
  • Anna (a guest)
    April 8, 2017 19:04

    In my opinion, porn porn was a success. The fact that things are called by their names, as they say, hits the target). And the rich syllable of the work gives the plot a train of nobility, chic. As your proud heroine is naked, but in the veil, the work itself should be shocked with shamelessness, but the expressive language of presentation takes it to the category of quality. Heroes seem intelligent, educated people - and therefore their story is surprising. It is interesting.

    As for the plot itself: the many-sided distortions - and gangbang, and lesbian, and bestiality, and BDSM gives the opportunity to enjoy the full program. At the same time, some taken into account subtleties prevent any attempts by violent pedants to speak out critically. For example, in the same description of sex with a dog, the process of savoring this process does not sign, and the heroine herself seems to be outraged and shocked by what is happening.

    The fact that the story turns out to be unreality or reality that can be changed introduces unusualness and makes the plot non-trivial.

    And the reincarnation at the end, when the heroine lifted out of the dirt becomes almost a queen, and the very description of her arrogant attitude to what happened, makes her feel respect for her. And here is the very meaning that I always look for.
    Nobody is ridiculed, no one is defamed ... Involuntarily you ask yourself the question - what was it? As an obsession, along with the heroine, you banish evil thoughts, straighten your shoulders and move on. And only in memory remain unforgettable impressions.

    Thank you for the courage and depth of thought. I will wait for new stories.

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  • April 8, 2017 23:48

    Dear Anna! By and large, while Jenny does not see: it was a session of shock psychotherapy. From the very beginning it was agreed that there will be no repetitions. But new stories - definitely!

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  • April 8, 2017 10:47 PM

    Pompous.)))

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  • April 8, 2017 23:57

    Thanks for the comments, Julia! I didn’t understand the truth, it’s a plus or a minus, but in any case all the opuses of Mike and Jenny are experiments in the haute pornografie genre, so that it is literary. And the obscene or technological description of “where, what and how” will be written without us.

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  • 9 April 2017 22:57

    Honestly, I do not know + or -. IMHO I lack the sensuality. But I do not insist. I read to the knight, but not ...

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  • 10 April 2017 1:04

    Well, so it probably is. Sex here is not an end in itself, but a means of developing and revealing a personality. Here is Anna's comment a little higher ... She is aware of all the circumstances: at her request, and made public, in fact.
    And for me, sensuality is here at the tip of the tongue. Great and mighty, which is Russian. After reading a month of 1300 erotic stories and writing a review in 4 parts, sensuality is dulled, I guess.

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