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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- And can we give the floor to the younger generation? - Arsen suggested, squinting at Viktor Vasilyevich.

- From what? - the old man spread his hands. - Let him say the word, and we listen. Come on, gosh!

Gosh slowly stood up and holding a glass of wine in his hand, hesitantly began:

- Well ... let's drink for ... Uncle Misha and his hospitality. May he always have good luck, a lot of money and never be problems in his life.

The men applauded, looking condescendingly at the young man and, clinking glasses, once again drank a wonderful master's wine to the bottom.

- Well done, brother! Well said, - encouraged Arsen guy, tapping him on the shoulder. - Uncle Misha is really a man from the heart.

- Thank you, Gosh, - Misha smiled. - Even it became awkward ... Thank you, dear! Come back often. I am always glad to meet you and Viktor Vasilyevich!

- And Laurie! - the old man added loudly, smiling. - Lori also wants to say alaverdy, but only he does not drink wine. And daddy - drink! Here I am now for him and say! Pour the wine ... Come fill your glasses, friends, let's go!

Viktor Vasilyevich, swaying, got up and, having circled everyone with a blurred look, began to say a toast:

- This is me for Laurie! Please note - but waved his forefinger in front of him - this is not me saying! So, Uncle Misha! Thank you so much for a wonderful evening. For a long time, they tried to convince me of various terrible and tasteless smells of shmar. I, like a real dog-flint, who knows his own worth, was not driven and proudly turned his face away from all these disgusting representatives of your human tribe and, like a hermit monk, I was engaged only in measuring the corners of my beloved Victor Vasilyevich’s luxurious mansion to pieces ridiculous plastic toys with which he tried to calm me down and barked regularly when he heard the approaching steps of passersby outside our gates ...

The men, smiling broadly and winking at each other, listened with undisguised interest to the ravings of a drunken old man. He continued:

“But today, my dear Uncle Misha, performed a miracle!” And this, I will tell you, is the best gift in my life! He invited me and Uncle Vitya and Gosha to this wonderful island, which I fell in love with at first sight, and finally showed the best, to my dog's taste, the best female man I have ever seen. I was so impressed that I raped her as much as two times and in different ways! And could still, but only damn gosh ...

The loud laughter of those present did not let the old man finish his endless toast.

- Enough, enough, Viktor Vasilyevich! Laughing is not childish, honest word! - choking with laughter the Master was shaking.

“Well, for what's been said,” Arsen concluded, emptying his glass, “Wine has already become hotter!”

Victor Vasilyevich, pleased with the effect produced, pointedly drank it and, grunted, sank into his chair. He bent over Laurie and, grinning widely, habitually cooed:

- Well, my good, I said everything correctly? Forgot nothing? Forgot nothing, huh? ..

The dog yelled shrilly and, twisting, licked the old man’s hand.

- And what about Gosha, Uncle Vit? - the nephew asked suspiciously, when everyone calmed down, - What did they want to say about me?

“Well, it's not me, but Laurie, actually speaking.” And secondly - you are interested - ask yourself!

Gosh slyly looked at the old man and jumped up from his chair, went to the dog. Viktor Vasilyevich grinned and took out a cigar. Gosh sat down to Lori and for some time began to pretend that she was whispering about something to him. Then he raised his voice and said:

- Well, then sorry, Laurie! Who knew. I didn’t realize then, how could I know what your jumps mean? ...What? I'm sorry, what? - Gosh brought his ear to the dog's mouth, pretending that he said something to him, - Aaaa! That's it! Well, come on, then. Come, I will try to help you, of course, Lori, what is the bazaar about! Come on, then ... as you say ..

With these words, he lifted the dog by the collar and led him to the far corner of the room, where, leaning against the couch, dozing, his head hung, Irina. The plate lying nearby was empty. Gosh led the dog to the woman and turned her back to her, began to pull at him between his hind legs. Irina started, feeling the movement in front of her and lifted her head. Soon the dog's penis increased in size and the guy brought him back between the paws, moving his tail sideways. He pulled Irina by the collar, putting on all fours and quietly ordered:

- Head raised, opened her mouth!

Irina obeyed and the hot penis of the dog was in her mouth ... She instinctively jerked back, but Gosh kept her:

- Quiet, quiet, quiet! Stand. Suck it up.

The dog often began to breathe, occasionally whistling and his tongue, drooling to the floor, quickly twitched. Gosh, one hand held the dog for a member, the other Irina for the collar ring.

- Like this ... Ok ... Work with your tongue! - quietly gave the team Gosh.

A minute later, Lori shuddered and the woman, reflexively, twitched with her whole body from sperm that had splashed into her throat.

- Quiet, quiet, quiet! - again kept her nephew, attracting her back, - Swallow! All that mouth ... All swallow. Not a drop on the floor, understand?

She tightly wrapped her lips bright red member Laurie and Kadyk rare pushes came to her neck.

- Voooo! Well done! Here is soooo ... This is your dessert from Lori! Yummy? Yes?

He slightly shook her neck.

- I actually asked - Is it tasty?

Irina nodded slightly and continued to loudly swallow the secret of a dog accumulating in her mouth.

- Gosh, you can not calm down? She's already had dinner! - shouted Victor Vasilyevich.

- So Laurie wanted a third time and a third way! - turned to the old guy, - he told me that himself!

The old man, laughing, shook his head and stretched out his hands in a stranded tongue.

- Yes, you leave her alone! All ... She's tired, you can't see. Leave, gosh ... Well, okay for you, really ...

The nephew let go of the dog, and he ran off a couple of steps, crouched and lifted his paw, began to lick his penis. Irina powerlessly lowered her head and buried in the carpet. Her shoulders shook from silent crying.

Misha noticed this and shouted towards the door:

- Maga!

Magomed entered and looked inquiringly at the Boss. He quickly said something, nodding in the direction of Irina and returned to the feast.

Magomed did not grab the collar, but gently grabbed Irina by the armpits, put him on his feet and led him out into the corridor.

On the way to the shower, he said quietly:

- Well done. This was a very important guest and he was pleased. And that means the Boss is pleased. You behaved well. Tomorrow, ... that is, today, you will not run. Weekend at you. Deserved! - With these words, he took off her bandage and he entered the shower. Maga set up warm water and helped her stand on the pallet:

- Come on, wash yourself!

With her last strength, she washed her emaciated body and began to wash off all the horror of the previous night.

4 comments
  • November 2, 2017 0:33

    Here with the dog, this is already superfluous

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  • November 4, 2017 1:30

    but on the contrary I liked it, I would like in the end to pump it up. and she would have to be milked, well, I really don’t know how to tie it up with sports, maybe she can just temporarily transfer her to a nursing bitch, and then again into a sports horse

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  • November 7, 2017 11:34

    You are constantly writing nonsense

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  • January 12, 2018 19:06

    10/10

    An unexpected turn, but very strong and raising the bar of the story.

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