1. One tenth of horsepower. Part 1
  2. One tenth of horsepower. Part 2
  3. One tenth of horsepower. Part 3
  4. One tenth of horsepower. Part 4
  5. One tenth of horsepower. Part 5
  6. One tenth of horsepower. Part 6

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- Aah! Misha, you know how to say it! And he did not set me up and presented himself beautifully!

- No, well - wasn’t it? I held it ...

The old man went on like this:

- ... Then I held it a little more, then again ... I took hold of GLOBE ... And then I put the Nine in my mouth for the most unhappy "Nine"! Ahah

- Well, it turned out ... - Misha said, filling the glasses with fresh wine, - Magomed!

Maga entered the room with a new bottle of wine and, taking the empty one, left.

Viktor Vasilyevich, suddenly remembering something, shouted:

- Gosh! How are you, my dear? Already half an hour, come over. Isn't it time ...?

- Yes, Uncle Vit! It's forty-five minutes, almost! I let him go, right?

- Yes, let go, poor fellow ...

Gosh removed his hand from the dog's waist and tied a towel around his belt, went to the table and sat in a free chair next to his uncle. Lori lay on Irina’s back for a while, then jerked and, turning awkwardly, threw back her paw and slid off her back in such a way that his penis bent back, sticking out from under his tail. The thick bulb remained clamped by the anus ring and the dog remained standing back to the bottom with the woman.

- Oh, you! See how it turned out naturally! - exclaimed Victor Vasilyevich, pulling out the phone. He quickly took a few shots of a puzzled dog, looking helplessly at the men.

Gosh jumped up and ran up to Laurie, carefully helped him to remove the member from Irina. A few drops of translucent liquid leaked out.

- Somkni point! - He said to her, slapping on the buttock. - Point close, I said! Tighten your ass! ... That's it, well done.

After a moment, the dog, carefully licking his own dignity, merrily circled around the room, happily squealing and jumping on Gosha.

- Everything, everything, Lori! Leave me alone! - dismissed the guy who happily threw a dog at him.

Finally, Viktor Vasilyevich called the pet and he settled down at the feet of the old man.

Gosh, meanwhile, grabbed the woman who continued to stand on all fours by the collar and sharply pulled up.

- Squatting on your haunches! - He commanded deliberately loud, trying to give his voice as much as possible a harsh sound. The men sitting at the table watched the events with interest and the young man really wanted to impress them. But the voice treacherously broke into a falsetto and this made him even more irritated.

Irina sat down.

- Turn left a little. Feet put wide and knees apart!

The woman turned around and now sat facing the table.

- Knees wider, come on! So ... Hands behind your back! “Gosh, the woman’s hands clasped behind the bracelets behind her back.”

Looking around for his eyes, he found a wide glass and set it on the floor, right under her anus.

- Now come on - push! Get everything you got there!

Irina strained her stomach and a thin stream of turbid whitish liquid splashed into the glass with a characteristic sound.

- Again! - Gosh grabbed her by a bunch of hair and slightly shook.

Irina, having podnuzhivshis still squeezed out a portion of dog sperm.

- Let's!

She tensed further and there was a loud sound of outgoing air in the room. Several scant drops fell into a glass.

Arsen jumped up and grimaced in disgust and headed for the exit.

- Ars, where are you going? - the Boss rushed after him, - What's the matter with you, dear? Come on, calm down, sit down to eat normally. Don't you wanna - look, bro. What is this - I do not understand. Well, have fun guys, think!

- Misha, we are eating here, by the way. Want to watch, listen to all this, I have nothing against it. But I can not sit at the table with such accompaniment. I'd rather go to sleep. It's three in the morning, I'm off the road ... Thank you, everything is very tasty, from the heart ... Do not be offended, brother - honestly, I want to sleep!

- Well, let's drink some more and go, Ars, - The owner took his hand, - Say a toast, and we are with you ... It is not good, somehow.

Viktor Vasilyevich turned to Arsen and, holding a glass of wine in his hand, said:

- Arsen, dear! You are ... not angry at Misha. This is what he does for me. More precisely, for my Laurie! You would know how I love him! Very good people gave it to me and I promised them that I would take care of him. And then I became so attached to him, you would know! Come on, honey, sit down at our table back! Moreover, Lori has already finished everything today - he has shot out! Do you know how selective he is? Oooo! God forbid! Here you can not believe, for a month ten bitches to him - not dogs, in the sense - they showed. And in any! And then Misha shows me this ... I thought - what the hell is not joking? And on you, as ordered. Well, we did not waste time.

Arsen reluctantly turned around and, trying not to look at Irina, returned to the table, sitting with her back to her.

- Yes, that's all, Ars! - got rid of Misha, - Vaughn Laurie is asleep ... Yes, and from her enough ... pulled up completely. She, in fact, you know? All day in training, and after dinner I had to go to the hotel. So I took a test drive, as they say.

- and? - Arsen raised his eyebrows.

- You know - super! Generally nichtyak: without stopping delivered. Hour ten! Back an hour to fifteen. Tired of course ...

- And then there's a part-time job added! - Viktor Vasilyevich laughed. - Well, nothing. Tomorrow Misha will give her a day off - sleep in the morning. Yes, Misha? What time do you have a lift now?

Misha nodded:

- At seven. Of course I will sleep. Before dinner, let him sleep. By the way, she did not eat in the evening. We must give something ...

Arsen took an empty plate and sketched several pieces of meat and sliced ​​vegetables there. and filtered:

- Well, you're a villain, Misha! Give it - let him eat. The girl is starving, and you like these ...

Misha took the plate and turned to Gosha:

- Little brother, on, give her - let him eat!

- Now right what? - round guy eyes. - I have not finished with her! Uncle Vit told me that after Lori I can ...

- Gosh! - interrupted his old man. - Take a plate and feed it. The older one tells you what to do, and you object to something there! What disrespect? Come quickly!

Gosh frowned, and took a plate of food. He set her on the floor in front of Irina and unfastening her hands, grunted:

- Eat, come on!

Irina sat down on the thigh, stretched out her arms in front of her and, feeling for the food, began to eat intently! Suddenly Gosh grabbed a glass of dog sperm, quickly poured the pieces of meat in her plate and quickly went into the bathroom.

“Eh, Gosh, Gosh ... Bad guy,” the old man shook his head. - This is my late sister's son. Sorry for him, orphaned early. I took him to me. Touchy, as he was in his childhood, he remained. And something to do surreptitiously - so is he a whale. Look, look, take and fuck mayonnaise ...

Irina, not seeing a dirty trick, began to take another piece of kebab and bit off a large piece, froze, slightly wrinkling her nose. Sniffing, she realized that for the spicy gravy she added an unbearable nephew. But the strong feeling of hunger overcame disgust and she, choking, continued her meal.

Viktor Vasilyevich, meanwhile, raised a toast to the department in which Arsen served. He was already pretty drunk and his incoherent speech for a long time occupied the attention of silently and patiently listening to him Misha and Arsen. Finally, the old man dried up and, all relieved, clinking glasses, drank to the bottom.

- Maga! - called Misha.

Magomed came in with another jug ​​of wine and, putting on the table a new plate of fresh fruit, took the dirty dishes.

“Something our Gosh is too long in the soul,” said Viktor Vasilyevich uneasily. Maybe you look, Misha?

Misha lit a cigarette and headed towards the door to the bathroom:

- Gosh, you did not drown there? Gosh!

- No, Uncle Mish, everything is in order, I am already leaving! - There was a young voice from behind the door.

A minute later the door swung open and a guy with wet hair came out of it and went into a sheet. In his hands was a small plastic bag. He sat down at the table and, squinting at the woman who had eaten the last pieces of kebab, poured himself wine and put a slice of red apple in his mouth.

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