Slammed the door. At the frontier of view, a large figure of Michael swam. He poured something into a glass and began to drink. Noisy. Greedily. Once again poured.

I looked up:

- How is Aigul?

He shrugged.

- Go see if you want.

When I got up, I realized that Mikhail was standing bare, shielded from me by the dishes on the table. Sweaty and hard to breathe. Passing by the table, I could not restrain myself and again glanced at the place that was tearing my beloved from the throat with such screams. I wanted to cringe from what I saw. A long and thick sausage dangling between his legs glistened with the juice of my wife. Even now, slightly faded, this end was two times longer than mine and about three times thicker.

I entered the bath when there was a splash and a blissful sigh of a satisfied man behind my back.

I found Aigul at the billiard room. There was a sofa in this room, and my wife was lying on it. One leg hung on the floor, the other was bent at the knee and set aside. It seems she did not find the strength to even move when a man got off her. First of all, my eyes stared at the once small and neat pussy. Now swollen, red and broken lips with a dark gap between them were looking at me. And from the failure stretched whitish string of fluid, flowing between divorced legs on the sofa. When I looked at my face, I was confused. Still wet tears were visible from his eyes, but his mouth was parted in a dreamy smile. Sensing my eyes, Aigul opened her eyes:

- Zhyanym! (favorite - kaz.)

- How are you, honey?

- Come to me.

I hugged my wife, and she stretched her lips to me. I felt an unfamiliar taste and recoiled:

- You have a mouth in semen. He finished in your mouth? - I twisted in disgust.

- Just gave the remnants of lick when left. You now also have his sperm on his lips. I'm depraved, yes? Well, kiss me, my little one. Please, darling! I want to feel you around.

- Rinse your mouth. I'm grossed out.

- disgusted? And who told me that it is pure protein? What to swallow sperm useful? And you promised to be near me, and you left. If you don’t kiss me now, then I’ll go to him, let him kiss.

Overcoming disgust, I stretched my beloved lips. However, literally in a few seconds I didn’t feel an unusual smell, although I couldn’t get rid of the idea that quite recently these lips were sucking on someone else’s fat cock.

When Aigul stopped hugging me and reached out with her hand somewhere down, I did not attach any importance to this, selflessly kissing and closing my eyes. It was only when my wife broke away from me and slipped her lips over my lips and I again felt the bright smell of her discharge, mixed with the smell of sperm. I stared at her in bewilderment, and she said laughing, that it was revenge. At the same time, she licked her fingers shiny from the juices, grabbed my head and clung to me in a depraved, wet kiss.

- Well, it is not disgusting, or else give it a try? - asked Aigul.

I realized if I say that the wife is disgusted to feed me again with someone else's sperm. I apologized to my wife and said that it was not at all disgusting, just an unusual smell.

“Prove it,” demanded the wife, “kiss me yourself.”

I reached for her, but she stopped me:

- Not. Not here. In other sponge. Which because of your fantasies still hurt. Go kiss them.

I remembered her broken hole and again stopped in indecision. Aigula again warned me that if I didn’t do this now, she would go to Michael. And I moved to my wife between my legs.

At first it was difficult to concentrate. It was different. And the smell, and a wide stretched gap. But most importantly, her lips were not just turned out, they stuck out swollen dumplings. I knew that in women sponges swell during strong excitement and tried to understand whether it was from rubbing or it is still wildly excited.It was difficult to determine the excitation by the amount of moisture produced, because it never ceased to flow from it, and I think it was mostly Michael's sperm.
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These are the thoughts that swarmed in my head, and the language, which knows its business, at first gently licked around the clitoris, and then broke up and began to polish the entire fleshy gap, not paying attention to the slippery stream flowing from it.

- Wow! And Kana is advanced, it turns out. I thought you were a shy, learn and teach more! Krasava! Let's clean everything up there so that Uncle Misha will let Mihuel use his fresh shes, let out the voice of my wife's lover.

“Mi Huila, what a sonorous name, and most importantly a very apt name,” Aygulya giggled, clutching at my hair and not letting me raise my head.

The shame that covered me up with my head gradually receded, leaving the place first of doom, and then it washed out: “what's done is done.” I decided to prove to myself, Aigula, and most importantly to Mikhail, that my wife could very well come from me. And he began to tap the tongue on her clitoris. Aigul really groaned, dull and choking. And already the pelvis began to twitch, the harbinger of a quick orgasm. Suddenly rough, by the hair tore me from my lips. I saw the threateningly swollen head of Michael taken out of her little mouth.

- Misha, insert faster. I want to cum. No strength to endure!

Michael did not even push me aside. It was easy, as the kitten picked up my wife in her arms, sat down in her place and sat down on herself. It seems the man did this far from the first time. I have never seen this even in porn. His impressive stake stuck, aiming at the ceiling, when, without interrupting the movement, my wife's carefully licked pussy fell on him. Slippery lips obediently dispersed to the sides and a thick member in one smooth motion was inside.

Not expecting this, Aigulya looked like a fish stranded on the shore. Scaredly bulging eyes. His mouth opened in a mute scream. Michael only had to lift her ass and once more pull it over himself. Aigulu seemed to burst ... She howled, shook her whole body and weakly fell on the man’s shoulder, strung on the very eggs.

I continued to stare at the place where the fat cock stretched my diminutive spouse. And because of the size of Michael himself, she looked Thumbelina at all. Michael apparently caught my dumbfounded look:

- What, like to look like a wife fuck? And you will not tell by your sight that you love such adventures. If I hadn’t sucked in a car, I wouldn’t have recognized that this pigger could be so fucking. And what often do you shoot her fuck?

- What car sucked?

- In which? In your. Well you saw it when she nadrachila. And in the mirror I looked and looked even. Then I realized that you want me to fuck her. You're a specialist in her backseat and you sit down and sit down to her passengers? Only in vain are you so. Dangerously. Who knows who will fall. Okay, I'm adequate. Better you want, I'll pull up my guard boys when the fresh fuck you want?

I tried to explain that he did not understand. That this whole situation happened for the first time and completely by accident. But judging by the eyes of Michael, he did not believe a word of mine. Aigul herself, despite the fact that it was directly about her, the conversation completely ignored. She with barely audible moans moved her ass, sliding along the member of Michael and hugging him by the neck.

- Do you have such a thing, to tell everyone like you are virgins, and in general you fuck for the first time? First she. Now you. Well, in principle, literate zaches. Guys do not like slut. She also trained a hole. So squeezed, barely inserted. But fuck me. You can tell me the truth, I will still fuck her. Fucking she you have. Okay, flowed again, you have to do your wife. You bring a drink bye, be a friend.

Mikhail got up, as if another person was not sitting on it. Aigulu laid out on a billiard table, giving it the necessary position for himself. My wife readily caught ...