tormentress. - But you crawl to the toilet on all fours! - she added.
Arina with a quiet moan took off the clips and gently put them on the table. Then she dutifully knelt and, without any questions asked, took a mouth syringe. She was more afraid of asking unnecessary questions than carrying out humiliating orders. For some reason, she thought that she needed to deliver the syringe to the toilet that way.
All those present looked at each other and silently left, approving the actions of the woman. Tracing how a miniature blonde crawls to the side and, flashing her buttocks, hiding around the bend, Lyudmila, as if nothing had happened, asked:
- Vinca?
- Of course! - Angela agreed.

Sasha got up and fished out of his stock a couple of bottles, which he immediately opened. Both women with undisguised interest watched his erect member, who did not even think of falling. After taking a couple of sips straight from the bottle, Angela, hot with everything that was happening, absolutely not hesitating to those present, opened her towel. Having flashed a well-groomed breast, without unnecessary words, she threw her leg over to Dima, who was sitting next to her, and, correcting his penis with her hand, at once introduced him to herself.
- So here, yes? - He asked jokingly, feeling the pleasant heat of a familiar vagina, and smiled with pleasure.
Angela smiled in response and, rolling her eyes, began to gently move the penis up and down. Lyudmila just averted her eyes, not seeing the picture for the first dozen times. Men worked for them not for the first year, and sitting in the sauna became regular for them.
- Have a drink with us. - She suggested to his wife.

- No thanks, I already have enough. - She was still a little sick.
- As you want. Sash, turn on the music or something. Not Angela to listen to us. - She hinted at her friend's increased breathing.
- Yes, you go. - In a joke she threw and moved even faster on a powerful member.
Dima, of course, would like more to fuck Arina, so sexy and pliable, but he could not refuse the boss either. Soon the antediluvian music center began to spew monotonous pop music, and Lyudmila nevertheless asked his wife a question of interest.
- Tell me how you understand what she is?
- You know, I myself do not know. Therefore, I'd rather not say anything and think about how to humiliate this bitch even more.
- Well, then why such a dislike for her?
- I will not answer you this question either. Relax and enjoy.
- Thank you, I myself will figure out what to do. - Ludmila said with displeasure, grinning. Sympathy Zhenya she obviously did not cause. - And what are you waiting for, come to me! - She turned to Sasha and, pointing to his idle member.
- Let's go to the next room, there is more convenient.

- Well, no, then we will skip the whole show. Where is it stuffed? Bring her! - She turned to his wife.
- I'm not a servant, bring it myself.
In order not to listen to these ridiculous altercations, Sasha himself went in the direction of the lavatory, where Arina carefully cleaned her intestines.
- How are you here? - He asked her when she once again got up from the toilet. Every time she sat, she had to transfer her legs through her braced hands to manage to pour another portion of water into her ass.
- Fine...
- Ready? - Without mocking, he asked.
- I do not know.
- Come soon, otherwise these shrews will soon get tired of waiting and some more garbage will be invented. Oh, come on. - He pulled out a syringe from the hands of a woman and threw it aside. He took her hands and dragged her into the hall.
Angela continued to jump on her tireless driver, while the rest of the women, sitting with phones in their hands, pretended that nothing was happening next to them.
- Is it something like that !? - Chipping her breath, Angela shouted. - I told you how to move?

Arina immediately went down on all fours.
- Crawl here.
The woman cautiously crawled to the copulating couple and received a new order.
- Lick him eggs!
The man slid a little on the sofa seat, half dangling his butt off him. Between widely divorced legs large eggs covered with stiff hairs were hung.
Waiting for something like this, Arina went around the table, crawled under it and twisted uncomfortably, trying to reach the scrotum. Somehow putting out the tongue and running it over it, Angela's priest immediately landed on her head, who did not even think about stopping, jumping on the penis. The situation brought both her and Dima in such a way that they felt like they were approaching orgasm at the same time.
Lyudmila could not stand it and took Sasha to the next room, after which Zhenya occupied her comfortable chair. Less than two minutes, as Dima shot a jet of sperm into the bowels of the lover's vagina, and she, in turn, also supported his cuts in the lower abdomen. With a loud cry, they both finished violently and sat for half a minute inseparably from each other. Arina also continued to sit at their feet, waiting for new orders. She no longer hoped for the imminent termination of the orgy and humiliation, resigned to what was happening.

Finally, Angela sat down next to the man and repeated his posture, spreading her legs wide. From the shaved crotch of the woman a drop of sperm appeared. But she, nodding at Dima's member, ordered:
- Clean it.
Arina, whose excitement began to flare up with a new force, rose on her knees and clung to the half-fallen man’s organ. With loud smacking sounds, she obediently licked him, licked even a drop from the man's stomach. She did not even think about what she was doing under the attentive views of outsiders. Now she wanted only one thing - that she, too, had a good fuck! She was ready to ask her to at least give her a lot of her clit in front of everyone. But nobody cared about her pleasure.
- By the way, she perfectly licks! - Married voice.
- I'm not a lesbian. - Angela parried, which has already received its portion of pleasure.
- I'm not talking about sexual intercourse, I'm talking about the hygienic procedure. - Having collected the last thoughts in a handful, Zhenya issued.

- Yes? And what a good idea. Go here!
"Go" Arina was not far. She just crawled on her knees half a meter to the side and Angela silently buried her face in her crotch. Exhausted woman already on the machine put out her tongue and began to carefully lick the brackish crotch.
- You're right! - Angela admitted when Arina herself recoiled from her in a couple of minutes. “She perfectly licks.” It is a pity that it does not excite me, but it is pleasant, I admit.
Arina, like a faithful dog, at some point felt that she liked this praise. But Angela again climbed into her wallet and without looking, fished out three bills at once, after which, with an imposing movement, she threw them onto the table. Arina again felt like a weak-willed thing and a prostitute in one person. Seeing that a couple lounging on the couch lost interest in their common toy, Zhenya decided not to stop there and said:
- Get up, let's go to the next room, maybe you will be useful there.

The woman rose to her feet wearily and approached his wife with the intention of saying something. Domina was sure that she would again complain to her about what was happening and would threaten the police, but to her surprise she heard:
- I really want to finish ... Let someone fuck me ...
- Oh, I wanted what! - After some pause, Zhenya answered. - Step on, come on! - She pushed her toward the next room.
In her predictably indulged in sexual pleasures Lyudmila with Sasha. They did this absolutely without imagination by choosing a missionary position.
- Go to them. - The push in the back confirmed it.

She hesitantly climbed onto the bed with her knees, after which Lyudmila honored her with a displeased look. Unlike Eugene, her goal was to have a good fuck, and not to lower the unhappy woman, so she said angrily:
- Get out of here!
Arina immediately recoiled and climbed down from the bed to the floor.
- Sit here and wait! - In turn, Zhenya ordered her, after which she herself left the room.
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