Anal extender pushed the walls of the sphincter to the size of the bottle. A simultaneous blow job caused Michael addiction. The connection between pleasure and pain gradually averaged sensations in which pleasure ultimately prevailed over pain. Carefully oiled Michael's anus stretched with a dilator gave a gentle “chpok”, when Alena finally planted a hairy virgin on a stone finger. She carefully slid dozens of centimeters as thick as the bar. Hand, she podlichivala member Michael, and it was clear how his pupils rolled under the influence of precursors of turquoise secretions. The grease exuded by Alena was absorbed by the intestines, absorbed through the blood as a triumph of feminine tenderness over brute masculine power.

Alena let go of her hand, and we watched, hypnotized, bewitched by a snake song pouring out of the magnificent hips of the red-haired Vestals. She wriggled Michael, gradually accelerating the pace, picking up speed for the final explosion, which ripened in puffy eggs, passed on to the grain of Michael. He finished at the same time with a member, pecking it from the inside. Without any touch and frictions, his flaccid member twitched in the pubis, pushing white clots of sperm on his stomach. At that moment, he moaned especially sweetly and fearfully, like a girl experiencing her first sexual experience.

Finishing off in the anus, Alena began to lick after herself, which she had not been observed before. Vlad and Max surrounded the couple with envy in their eyes, wanting to join in, not knowing which side to go in to please the Mistress. Finally, they sank behind Alena and began to suck her drooping trunk, dragging along the floor. She grunted a tigress, even more fiercely rubbing with her tongue the anus of Michael, from which turquoise plentifully oozed. Max and Vlad joined the feast. Treats were enough for everyone on the outside.

With Michael removed the handcuffs, he no longer needed motivation. Turning, he clung to Alena third in a row. They caressed the penis with their lips, drove their tongues along the trunk, watching with trepidation as the barrel reared up to thirty-seven.

Three men's asses lined up, clinging to each other, curling before an erect female member, calling him to work.

Alena climbed up on the prisoners, went from hole to hole, re-testing the male sphincters for strength, covering the girls. And there was not a hint of fatigue in the diving movements of Vestalka, only a mechanical animal lust tied to the desire to subdue and inseminate.

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In my presence at the ceremony of converting a neophyte to the turquoise faith was no longer necessary. The guys themselves lured in the network Ryzhenkovsky thugs, and soon most of the strokes with lust surrendered to the red beast in the game room. I didn’t have the strength to look at the male orgy without a shudder, I went to my place, rubbing my beard in thought.

My secret connections with the alphas and beta that worked all this time under the hood of Veni Dyrko were adjusted as the sect defense system collapsed before our eyes. The power of the Key passed under our control, and therefore, it was necessary to act more and more carefully.

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Despite the constant growth of the harem, which consists exclusively of men, Alena remained unrecognized, alone in her desire to part with virginity.By a strange coincidence, the only man who seemed to her to be active enough to subdue all her male enthusiasm was me. Apparently, my dimensions and iron hardening in the dungeons of the Temple, played an important role in shaping this opinion. For eight months in succession, Alyona dragged my genitals, prepared eggs for milking, and all that horror the virgin milkmaids experienced before the deadly erection of the Tasmanian devil was passed on to her in awe. She painted me in ocher. By her own, she experienced strange sexual fantasies directed at me and Angela.

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Morning erection is associated with a bunch of discomfort. Urinary filled to the eyeballs. But this is nothing compared to the cracking sense of hopelessness prevailing in the groin. Muscle under the scrotum, like a stone, holds in the triple knot all exits out. I am familiar with adolescent nuances of urination in an erect state. All the more pity to look at the suffering of Alena.

She dives into my bed, my booty presses against my groin, rolls up into a ball.

- Dimochka, I do not know what to do, - trembling with his whole body.

- What happened? - mumbling asleep. It will take two jacks and a herd of evil to lift my eyelids.

Raise my eyelids!

- I want to write, but I can not, - Alena crawls her ass, rubbing herself up to my rearing member.

- Why can not you? - I rise with anxiety on my elbow. The eyelids disintegrate and immediately collapse into a tube.

- A member is not relaxing - she mutters almost in a whisper.

- Aaaa, - I come to myself, realizing the depth of the dilemma. I smile. - Let me touch it, - I reach out to her, with ease I find a baseball bat sticking up along the stomach, which is propping her boobs with a fluffy, split prick.

“Yes, it’s impossible to do without a handjob here,” I voiced the results of the initial examination.

- What, everything is so serious? - the red hare babbling. A waterfall of curly red hair splashed red fire over the bed. Hair climbs into your mouth, tickling your nostrils, your face is buried in their heat.

- Do you have any other options? I mumble under my breath, annoyed.

She is silent, apparently gathering her thoughts. Finally wakes up:

“And you could not,” he pauses, sniffles thinly, like a kettle whistle.

- What?

Sighs.

- Well? - I spread a smile, anticipating a clue.

Alena loves to pull the rubber when it comes to personal.

Whispers:

- To have sex with me for fun?

I hm. Such a call causes a ton of emotion.

- Make-believe? - also in a whisper, as an accomplice. - What is it like?

Alena smiles. My eyes were already split enough to see an angelic, slyly smiling little face.

“This is in the ass,” Alena exhales, hardly moving her lips.

“And what do you think will help?” - stroking her finger on the cheek, the confused child.

“I think so,” she pulls out her lips, wrinkles her little forehead. “Now I’ll only put on a condom,” she covers the prick with a previously prepared gum that has been lying in her fist all this time. Rolls on the trunk, half, to hung. This is a special giant condom, ordered on the Internet back in the old pre-revolutionary times, when I didn’t have to hide.

A member is securely covered with a condom, Alyona rubs her coccyx on my balls, and I have no choice but to proceed with unwinding of the anal tie, which has tightened the knot tightly into an erection. My elda with a thick stick rests against the hollow between the lush buttocks, slips off, gets stuck in the crater. I push the knot inward, forcing it to open. Alyona grunts, strains. Under pressure, my dick bends, but it is sufficiently filled with steel to pierce and not such a bum. Finally, under the influence of the saliva, with which Alena actively wets the plum of the prick, I penetrate two centimeters inside. Alena publishes a mournful moan, like a giving birth to a girl.

- So it hurts? - I stop for a moment.

- No, go on, I will suffer, - she bites the lower sponge. I see from the rolling pupils that Alena, although accustomed to the cone in the pope, is in dire need of screaming from pain.If it were not for the desire to relax, to ease urinary, she would have done so - Alena has no problems with expression. But she is silent, sniffles herself in two holes in the pillow, even tighter as she sits down, like a fatty chicken, on my reared count. I slide the prick into the intestines of the virgin, and the anus is slammed shut by a tight ring on the top of the penis.

- Just like that, go on, - Alena whispers, while at the same time teasing herself.

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