. - he pressed his hand to her mouth - Spit!

Zinka noisily sniffed the air along with the snot and snapped a relish.

George involuntarily smiled in the dark.

He pressed his hand to the anus and smeared it over the hollow and the grub. He poked his index finger into the anus, pressed and made frictions. His left hand was on his back and Zinka, pulling, pressed her to her tits.

He crumpled, with some insatiable greed, chest, continuing to do frictions, then pulled out a finger and, having pressed two to anus, shoved and continued.

While he was caressing her with one finger, it was a little ticklish, but Zinka restrained herself. And when he stuck two fingers, the sensations changed, and Zinka began to listen to them.

The desire is growing and now he is poking an excited member, directing the anus. Zinka shudders, and he, squeezing her thighs, pushes the prick through the clamped sphincter. Zinka hurts, but she suffers, biting her lip, and he, with effort pushing a member in her asshole and kindling with lust and humility, pulls it out completely and ...

And plants!

Zinka screams in pain, and he, losing possession, glaring at his skin with whitened fingers, fucks and rapes Zink, reveling in power!

He fucked her!

He raped her!

Zinka screamed, but did not resist violence, and having poured out, and when he heard her moans, he came to himself. And pulling from the ass, already softer member, he asked - do you hurt? Why not resist?

- I feel sorry for you - Zinka sobbed

And the feelings, suppressed by a terrible grief, startled. He suddenly realized that he had used her pity to satisfy his lust.

"Oh, Bbozhe!" - he whispered, and unfolded Zinka, and lifted, and pressed - Forgive! Forgive me, forgive! - and he stroked and stroked his shoulders, and his head, and Zinka burst into tears.

In a voice!

He squeezed her face in his hands and kissed her eyes, nose, cheeks, lips, and Zinka calmed down, and he pressed her to her chest and the tears that were boiling at the corners of her eyes rolled down her cheeks.

Zinka pulled away, looked at him and saw that he was crying, she slowed him down - Do not cry! Do not cry, dear! Well, you want to rape me again! Once again, in the ass!

- Zinka! - he smiled, brushing away tears - Zinka, you are absolutely silly! I do not cry - and again pressed her.

His heart sank deeply in his chest.

Zinka smiled.

4

- Where were you?! You were almost an hour away!

- I walked around the village

- Like this?! You'll catch the bed, get sick ... They say you saw how you left with some woman

- Zinka ... Just went ahead

- They say about her, fucking local ... They say that all the village bastards in her house are buzzing.

He was silent

- Have you been to her?

- Tan, she is twenty-five, I'm fifty-eight. What did I forget there?

- And why, immediately, fucking?

- They said so

- She is "the son of the regiment"!

- In what sense?

- Found! She was raised by the whole village. Martynik was helped by what he could. Martynich, as she found her, quit the farm and lived on one pension. What brought up, this is. Is she to blame, Tan?

- Why are you defending her like that? Already fucked ?!

- Yes! In the ass!

Chuckle, short and nervous - Are you serious?

- Tan! Well, what should I say? "No" - You will not believe. Said - "Yes!" - You do not take it seriously.

- I completely ceased to understand you

- What should I understand? Simple as three pugs together!

- Fuu! Why so rude?

- There's a little bit different: stupid, like three prick tags!

“It's not you, it's me stupid, like ...” Tanya smiled, trying to imagine stupidity in three plops together.

- There is another expression: stupid, like three Pima together!

Tanya smiled again

- Tan, what are you doing?

- Yes, I just presented: dullness in three pima, a lot more than in three plops.

- Watching what a prick, and depending on what kind of pim?

- Are you serious? Zalupa can be more than ... Fuuu! What I'm talking about? What games are you playing with me?

Tanya was silent - I already forgot, where did you start?

- I could catch a cold and get sick ...

- Not! I wanted to say something else ... Okay, go get dressed. Let's go to Valentina. It is unheated, cold. Lock the lock. We washed the dishes. Cleaned up a bit. Go get dressed, I'll wait here.

By mid-December snow piled up, but it was warm.

For Siberia, a frost of three or four degrees is a thaw.

Z. Y.

Village chastushki about Zinka:

Zinka ass wags

Zinka teases boys

In the village everyone knows

Zinka walks without panties

If Zinka sits shit

Far to see her

Scares all cats

Zinka walks without pants

Was washed away in Zinka bathhouse

Wipe hem

Sticks out of pussy

Zinka fucked with a cop

Zinka fucked in the bushes

With all around men

Showed in the news!

Stick in the tongues!

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