Bow to Dimas for such a body!
- Hmm, and you do not miss a little! See how to take everything away - Mastdai looked at the bath. - Can we invite you every time it gets dirty here? And then we'll fuck you again!
It seems he wanted to say it differently, but at the last moment he still said "dirty."
- Karrroche! - barked the owner of a fat member. - We have to go on important matters, and you let the nipples get out here, put yourself in order and that after two hours you were not here! Close the hut, give the keys below to the guard! If something disappears, then you will work out a month with your fucking holes in all the lads! And now throw in the room, the boys need to wash!

Vova got up himself and picked up the still sluggish Julia. On heavy legs, he carried her into the room, where he was almost dropped on the bed she had made. Himself collapsed next. Julia turned on her stomach. Crawled to him, kissed her gently on the lips. Vova sluggishly answered the kiss.
“It's okay, baby.” Julia smiled softly, but the hissing “sh” in her voice betrayed pain. - Look, please, as I have there.
Vova podpozl to Yulina ass. She was red, in some places on the buttocks clearly visible traces of male hands clutching the ass. Carefully parted the hemispheres of the ass, Vova looked at the anus. It was red and looked inflamed. Vova gently touched the pad with one finger and Julia gave a hiss like a cat, it was clear that she was in pain. Below the anus, everything looked no better. External labia turned red, internal looked no better. Vova forced himself to get up, got to the bag and took out the cherished jar of cream and solid butter with chamomile and hunter. As if the cutter, with light, soft movements, he applied oil to the wounded crotch of his Julia. And after greased himself. Ass hurt, as always after hard fucking. In any case, he was young and everything was healing like a dog. Vova was very frightened by such things as hemorrhoids and incontinence of the anus. He read about it on the Internet. He was afraid that an operation would be necessary there if such a disease arose, but he simply could not give up his obligations and leave Julia.

In the rest of the apartment there were voices of men. The sounds of gathering people, the noise of the electric kettle, then the clinking of spoons, some vague conversations, the sounds of opening drawers and cabinet doors. In the end, Vova heard a very familiar clank and only a little later realized what kind of sound it was. Such a sound made a pistol from which Yulia's father liked to shoot when they went to the shooting range. It was the sound of a jerky shutter. Then the front door slammed and the apartment sank into silence. Nearby, Julia rested quietly in her nap.

After some time, young people still forced themselves to stand up. The bodies ached, but they forced themselves to go to the bathroom, wash each other, and again smear cream with the erupted places. Julia called her father, he already knew everything and even more, he received an additional charge. The bandits turned out to be people of honor, so to speak.
As it was agreed, “the hut was closed”, the keys were given away at the bottom of the guard. The bandy-looking guard, defiantly knowingly blatantly grinned at the guys, knowing full well what they were doing on a visit to Mastday and his chum.

Dmitry Vadimovich was already waiting for them in a private elite parking near the 5-storey club. It was painful to sit down and sit in the car, the benefit was saved by hemorrhoids cushions. Silent all the way. Returned home in the same silence. Dmitry looked at the guys, smeared them with the necessary healing ointments, gave them both a dexalgin tablet and sent them to bed. After some time, he appeared in a room with two sports mix banks. They had sports nutrition with warm milk. Dmitry made both drink at least half a can.Then he gave the already familiar sleep pill. Julia fell asleep first, she apparently had no pill. Vova for some time tried to think about today, his eyelids were heavy, they sank, he leaned to the side. Chemistry and fatigue nevertheless took possession of him, some important thought flew away and did not become comprehended. Vova fell on a pillow and fell asleep. After some time, the door to the room opened again, Dmitry Vadimovich entered. He went to the bed. He carefully took out the pillows from under the heads of his daughter and the “son”, turned both on his stomach, put the pillows under his stomach. I pulled down the underwear from both of them, imagining the room with their snubbed priests and reddened crotches. Then on a portable tripod I took a few photos, then I switched to Skype video call mode. The subscriber answered immediately. For a while, Dmitry simply shot the inflamed crotch on the camera.

- Enough! - pronounced from the phone. - After Lehi it is unlikely to be worse. How to pay?
- At the standard rate, plus 200% for damage to the skin - Dmitry took the phone off the tripod and switched the camera to selfie mode.
The satellite on the other side rubbed his hands.
- I think they need a rest after Lehi. How is their workload after the holidays?
- Many cases.
“It’s a pity we would take them a week or two to the sea.”
- Okay, before the connection.
- Before communication.
Dmitry again packed the guys in underwear, pillows again moved under the heads, heads were gently laid on pillows, both received a gentle father kiss on the forehead, then were covered with blankets.
- Rest guys, soon you will have even more work - leaving, turning off the light, said Dmitry.
In the morning I had to go to the doctors and especially to the psychologist.

The door closed. The room was dark and quiet. They lay facing each other. His hand lightly squeezed her hand. He was next to the one he loved no matter what. They slept healing sleep.