- Come on, lick it! - croaked hurt Tigran.

With his huge palm, he grabbed the woman by the hair and pulled him to his hairy ass. The woman, trembling with disgust, nevertheless began to lick this terrible ass Georgian. We all crowded around, appreciating her work and helping with a caustic word. Galina was hard to get to the anus, she diligently parted her buttocks and pushed her long tongue between them, passing through thick short hair.

- More saliva! - the Georgian has ordered.

“I will help her,” Oleg stepped forward.

He bent down next to Galina, took her face in his palm. The woman stared at him blankly. Oleg abruptly put two fingers into her mouth.

- Aaa, wider!

He thrust his fingers deeper, the woman kicked, the spasms shook her body and finally, a portion of saliva splashed from her mouth on her chin. Oleg immediately put her wet face to the ass Tigran and kept.

“That's better,” grinned the Georgian.

But all the saliva soaked into his hair. Then Oleg twice spat Galina in the mouth and cheek, and again sent his face into the wilds. This played the final chord in our brutal play. From such humiliation, Galina finally broke down and cried. She crawled away, shuddering at the sob. We realized that we went too far, and Slavik shouted:

- Everything! Shot!

He lowered the camera, gestured us to move away, and he sat down beside the woman. They had a long conversation, Slavik consoled Galina, as an experienced psychologist. He achieved that she calmed down, only then led her to us. The woman wiped tears with shame, afraid to look into our eyes. The camera was turned off, and we all apologized in turn. Galina cheered up a bit. Tigran put his arm around her shoulders, making endless compliments to her beauty. What was not unreasonable. A woman for her age looked very neat. Strong legs, with working calves, feminine wide hips, ass, like a ripe watermelon. Only wrinkles in the corners of the eyes betrayed her age. In general, the body was "working." A rather stylish short hairstyle, a small but elastic chest, a soft feminine belly, and of course a dark triangle of thick pubic hair, all this emphasized in her a mature woman who fits perfectly into our concept of films. Even behind the camera off, she freely allowed to touch herself for the ass, than each of us used every now and then.

After a short pause, we went to the final scene. Slavik explained everything to Galina, and, realizing that this was the finish, she meekly agreed. We also liked the idea. Shooting took place in the garage. Galina went down to the inspection pit. Bare feet on the cold ground. Naked and defenseless. The depth of the pit was slightly taller than Galina. Her head was a little off to the edge. We lined up on both sides of the pit, and on cue, the members began to prick. Galina looked at us from bottom to top, from one member to another. The fact that she didn’t know where the first portion of sperm would splash from, made her nervous. Tigran decided to mock a little at the poor woman, as if they already had little mockery. He put his foot Gale on his head. All around the choir sneer. Galina angrily threw his leg off her head. Tigran twisted foot in her face and lightly slapped Gale's foot on the cheek. Not much, but it was humiliating.

“Lick your leg,” Tigran ordered, from top to bottom, looking at the humiliated woman.

“Your leg is dirty,” Galina replied sharply and turned her back to him.

Tigran, Boris and I stood on one side, Oleg and Igor on the other. The famous enthusiast Oleg, threw one leg on the other side of the pit and crouched over Galina’s face.

- What are you doing? - backed woman.

- Polygi eggs, so quickly finish.

Oleg winked at us and smiled mischievously.His furry scrotum fell on the woman's face, like a tea bag in a mug. Galina raised her hands and put on Oleg's hips.

- No hands! Only language!

She lowered her hands and began to tongue lick his eggs. Once Oleg deliberately moved his hips forward and bent more, it turned out that he ass fucked the woman's face. Galina wanted to bend down and move away, but the guy grabbed her hair and pulled her to her ass. His balls lay on Galina’s forehead, and her nose and mouth were right in front of the guy’s anus.

“Lick your ass, please, I'm already finishing,” Oleg moaned picturefully, fiercely nadrachivaya his member.

And, oddly enough, Galina succumbed to his trick, and it seemed she began to lick his point. Literally immediately, Oleg began to finish. He raised his hips and thickly lowered on the face, not expecting a woman. He flooded Galina all face. The woman closed her eyes, and looked like a blind mole, in the middle of a pit. Taking advantage of the fact that the woman is temporarily blind, Oleg twice threw a trickle of saliva on her face. When he finished, he stepped aside, pleased with his work. Slavik showed him a thumb.

“Raise your head up,” ordered Tigran Galina. And as soon as she did, a thick jet of sperm splashed out of a hot Georgian member. Sperm fell in the hair and face. I finished right behind Tigran, wiping the face of a woman with a new portion of semen. Boris hit her shoulders and chest. Each of our descent was accompanied by spitting under the curtain, quiet, mean, silent spittle disguised as sperm. The last was Igor. He managed to get Galina right in the mouth when she involuntarily opened it to take a breath. We laughed at such precision comrade, and Galina spit and frowned. Igor, already in the open, bent down, took the woman by the hair and spit in the face, under our common laughter. She tried to hit him, but she missed, it was also funny.

All successfully finished, and everything was filmed. Began preparing for the main surprise of the evening. Galina knew about this, she agreed, and now she waited submissively, putting her hands at the seams, keeping her finished face up. She shuddered when a hot stream of urine hit her in the face, washing away the sperm. She shuddered again, the code of another stream of yellow liquid, giving off ammonia, sprayed into her right cheek. Then, she calmly stood under the shower from our ends. We sat on it all together, synchronously, from two sides. A kind of golden rain, the nail of the program. We all did it for the first time, and everyone was inspired, diligently watering a woman from head to toe. Urine ran down her body, squirting on the cold, earthen floor, echoing off the walls. Each of us, under the guise, a few more times spat on the face of a woman, immediately washing away the saliva with urine.

When it was over, steam was coming out of the pit and there was a specific ammonia smell. Tigran again put his foot on the wet head of a lowered woman, as a winner, conqueror. Slavik shot until we took Galina out of the pit, took her to the pool and dropped her there, holding her arms and legs. Shooting did not stop. Galina thoroughly washed off the caustic urine and came out of the water, like Venus. Fresh and updated. Water ran down her body, she combed her hair back, revealing her face.

The final scene. We lined up behind her in a row. Slavik took some photos. Galina was squatted, forced to spread her legs, opening her hairy cunt. Hands she threw her hips Tigran and Boris, standing closer to her. Five strong nude boys and one naked mature mother at their feet. I made the final photoset, Slavik turned off the camera and applauded. We all joined him together, applauding the woman in the center of the circle. Oleg even bowed to her feet.

- Great job!

- Amazing!

- This is the best shot! Thank you so much, you Galina!

- Excellent!

- You are a great slut!

All these pertinent and irrelevant compliments flew to Galina Senchukova.He smiled shyly, arms crossed on his stomach.

- Galina, - Slavik called, raising the camera again. - Allow a couple of shots of your priests, see what happened there.

Galina shrugged, bent, spread her legs and spread her buttocks. We all huddled around her ass and looked at the fruits of our labor in horror. In place of the once virginal narrow priests of a woman, red bumps swelled, signs of severe hemorrhoids. Well this need to wear out to such hemorrhoids. Poor aunt. For a long time will walk like a pants in the pants. Slavik a couple of times clicked this horror. Nobody made a sound, only Oleg whistled slightly.

When we finished, it was already getting dark. Slavik did not conduct a final interview with the woman. He paid her the full amount and gave a couple of tubes of anus cream. The woman hurried home and was worried that her son would suspect nothing. Funny isn't it? The son sits, plays the computer, and mother comes home. Where have you been? - asks the boy. Yes so, at work got stuck, - mother answers. The guy believes, and does not even suspect that it really was. But in fact, his mother spent the whole day fucking a crowd of young men, sucking up bloody diarrhea, dousing sperm and urine, forcing him to lick sweaty bodies and asses. This is what the situation was about waiting for Galina Senchukova on arrival home.