back, bulging ass, putting his chest under the greedy mouth of a young lover. The rapidly burning fire of passion, the alcohol that turned off the defense mechanisms, impregnated her with the desire to do “this” right in the kitchen.
“Don't,” she whispered. “Well, that's enough,” her eyelids fell long ago. Looking out from under her eyelashes, she flowed, melted under the pressure of a young, spouting passion.
She undressed, spit. Skirt flew around the waist. Igor face drowned in the pope, covered with nylon pantyhose. He licked her through the tight fabric of her panties, even so she perfectly felt the power of his tongue.
The last stronghold was torn off her, and she was left with knee-length tights. Black fishnet panties went down there too. Igor was looking for a hot, juice-filled vagina with his hands. Light painfully sighed when strong fingers finally dug into the twisted fold of the clitoris, stretched it and penetrated further into the hole, concealing forgotten pleasures.
“Now we will play a game with you,” Igor rose from his knees and straightened up. His hand continued to flirt with the clitoris, his tongue did not find an obstacle, penetrating a hot mouth as juicy as the vagina.

With a cunning movement, he brushed away a wide leather belt that held the jeans, and immediately threw a loop over Sveta's wrist. Tightened the belt, but lightly, making it clear that he is not going to hurt, but only wants to play. Pulling at the end of the belt, he pulled the Light into the room. The one that only recently Sveta handed over to two students, in which a convict now settled, and one of the beds she bought for her guests was preparing to become a place for comfort.
The intoxication eased Vigilance Sveta, the desire to have sex with a beautiful young man, albeit a criminal, swallowed the mind. She obeyed deft movements, forgetting about fear. In addition, Igor acted very skillfully and constantly reassured her:
- It's just a game, do not be afraid. Doesn't it hurt you?
She shook her head, feeling how slowly but surely her body was losing flexibility. She was tied with a rope that came out of the bag. Ankles and wrists, locked into a lock behind her back, forced Sveta to bend her back.
“I don't want that,” she suddenly came to her senses. “Untie me,” panic suddenly engulfed her. The horror of what is happening has returned to reality.
- Do not you want? - Igor leaned over and looked into his eyes, pulling his chin.
“No,” she flashed her eyes angrily. - Untie me!
“I'll untie it now,” he agreed meekly.

Instead, Igor pulled out a thick sausage two lengths from a sports black pant and, pulling the foreskin, thrust it under Sveta's nose:
- Suck.
Svetlana spun away, resentment gripped her. The woman recalled the events of the evening, so rapidly developing. At what point did she stumble? Why afraid to talk about rape now?
Igor loosened the rope, and sat in the Light behind. A member of it, leveled in a decent-sized stick, stuck in the ass. Light breathed deeply, struggling with fear. She raised, put a pillow under the belly. Now her butt, dispersed in two hemispheres, towered above the bed.
Member again stuck in the vagina.
“Put on a condom,” moaned Sveta.
- Yes put on already! - he angrily slapped her on the ass. - On, look!

Igor jumped up and flew to show.
The rearing member, the size of which is not inferior to a milk bottle, covered with a thin transparent film of latex, buried Sveta on the lips. She opened her mouth, and then firm as a stone, the flesh penetrated inside and buried in the soft sky. Sveta's hands were tied behind her back, she could not control the moment of entry, and yet it was extremely nice to suck a dick in that position. Such an erection, the size she did not expect from a short stocky Igor. Condom returned her desire to have fun.She moaned softly, agreeing to the terms of the game.

Igor held her head with both hands and gently dug his hips. Light swayed in a boat, plunging into a member. In her head, intoxicated with the compliments of the last days, with ambiguous declarations of love, strange intimate fantasies flashed: young Igor promised what she so lacked in life - love. He loved her in his own way rudely, but still. She saw passion, loyalty, openness, gratitude. She was older than him, no doubt it is necessary to take into account the difference in age. But do not people in all parts of the world say that all ages are submissive to love? Perhaps fate just brought her to the criminal, to show her how deceptive morals.

He was rude to her: moved back, drove a member, not looking at the protests. I did not wait for her to take evidence, and took hers. He took in a wild rhythm, convenient for himself, and she gave up. At first, she still jerked and squeezed her buttocks, trying to escape, but agreeing with the violence, she did not notice how she got carried away. Fear finally faded into the background. The relaxed body fell apart on a pillow, spread out with vaginal juice. Pillow priests swayed under the blows. The light became incredibly good, a member of the deeply flew inside, rubbing the stagnant pipes. A hot rod pierced it, opened it like a can opener, gutted it, and she moaned, clutching at the sheet with her teeth. The strength and power of a young sports lover applied to a sluggish life has a beneficial effect.

They turned the light over and, spreading the legs at the knees, split it in half. Tied ankles and wrists left her little opportunity. Sveta helplessly floundered in the rolling waves of pleasure. But the main point of resolution did not come. Actually, he never attacked. She did not remember to ever experience what is written in books.
Orgasm. With Nicholas, she never came to the line, did not lose control. Sex with an ex-husband has always been a ritual of performing a conjugal duty.
This time everything was different: whether alcohol had such an effect on her, or the unusually large size of the member who ruthlessly dug it at a tremendous speed, or the caress of a young lover who had buried her face in soft areas of her breasts - all this imperceptibly translated the Light into phase of uncontrolled flight, when a woman does not give herself an account of what is happening.
Igor dug his tongue into Sveta's mouth, snatched up the saliva, which he immediately returned with his own. Suddenly, he covered her throat with his hand and squeezed so that his neck joints cracked.

“Hhhhh,” she cried, bulging out of her distraught gaze.
“This is the end!” - a thought flashed.
The fear of death, which grew between the legs from small streams of pleasure, slowly merged into the orgasmic stream, rushing in with a spray of adrenalin fountain, which, like a cannon, struck in the head. The body began to shake involuntarily, and Sveta choked like a dying fish thrown on the ice, began to roar, gasping for air. A member, as if poured out of steel, pierced her place of love with a huge piston, flashing into the vagina. Sveta once again found herself in a youth as a young girl, hammered her heels over the pope, wore saliva, trying to reach Igor's caressing lips. In the eyes darkened.

- Yes, damn it! - he swore and spat in her face.
His saliva spread over his nose, eyes, lips, but she did not notice all this. Her breathing barely penetrated, she was dying.
Suddenly, Igor let go of his hand, and the wildest orgasm echoed through Svetina's body. The tormented soul, brought to ecstasy, immediately merged with a bright moment of explosion. Sveta greedily swallowed the sweet air, ending like an abnormal, whimpering in tears. The piston whipped the white cream into the vagina, froze for a second, froze, continuing to fly in, kicked up, stuck up right under the pubis, and suddenly exploded with intense pumping.
Igor wheezed over her, sank lower and lower, licking his own saliva from Svetlana’s lips, again releasing thick streaks from her mouth, irrigating the woman’s face with a volatile mixture, pumping the lion’s dose of sperm into her vagina.
- Igorechek my dear, what have you done to me! - Svetlana whispered, wide-eyed, in the frenzy of the first real orgasm in life, peering into the sharp eyes of the ruffian who continued ... Read more →