this cloth looked outlines the strong body of a mature woman, with appetizing forms. I wonder if she has underwear? However, we will soon find out. Elena was digging in the ground, collecting some vegetables. Nearby was a bucket. She actually tore the pepper, Slavik made her work. We deliberately, mockingly, were deceiving the moment of getting out of the bushes, giving the woman a little exertion. Slavik impatiently waved to us, so we went out. Having exchanged glances, Oleg and I, such peasant boldmen, abruptly left the bushes and headed towards the working woman. Hearing our steps, Elena turned around and straightened. She played her part well, portraying sincere surprise.

- Who are you? What you need?

- Good mother, huh? - Oleg was hooting, whistling.

- And what a strong ass! - I supported.

- How dare you?! The woman bristled.

- Baba in the juice, let's try it out.

- forward!

We rushed from the spot and attacked Elena. It was necessary to plausibly play the scene of the attack. We did not spare Elena and quickly dropped her to the ground. It is necessary to pay tribute to her, here the lady also played a role well. She jerked, scolded us on what the world is worth, spinning, like in a frying pan, while we were tearing off her pants. Oleg abruptly pulled the shirt over, cutting off all the buttons. There was no bra on Elena. Two big boobs fluttered.

- This is udder! - Oleg exclaimed and with a swing, from top to bottom slapped on the boobs.

Elena screamed, no longer playfully, and slapped Oleg in the face (not much for the frame). Oleg responded with a stronger slap in the face, grabbed his hair and spat in his face. Dumbfounded Elena had hatched her beautiful eyes. Her gaze frankly said: “But don't you overplay, boy ?!” She was on her knees with dangling tits out. Taking advantage of the moment of her stupor, I dropped the woman on the ground with my breast and pulled my pants down to my ankles. Elena had white closed lace panties.

- You see! On her lace panties! Well, exactly whore! - I exclaimed.

- I'm not a whore! Let go, bastards! Shouted Elena.

She lay her breast on the dusty ground. Oleg pressed her hands with his knees.

- Give her here! - Oleg asked.

I lifted Elena by the armpits and twisted both arms behind my back. Her dirty, in the dust of the earth, her chest, protruded forward. Oleg roughly squeezed dirty tits and weighed another slap in the face. Elena gazed angrily at him, as if warning her not to do it anymore. But Oleg entered the role and did not want to slow down the pace. I pulled Elena over and she screamed. My partner jumped at the lace panties and pulled them up. A thin rope hit the woman in the crotch, and she squealed.

- Ay! Ay! Ay! Painfully!

Oleg, enjoyed her pain. He pulled the rope harder and looked into Elena's distorted pain. He eagerly ran his tongue over her face. Elena twisted her head, trying to turn away. Oleg perfectly played the role of a rapist, and I, his accomplice, firmly holding the hands of a woman behind my back. Oleg abruptly began to tear off her panties right on Elena. Tearing them to shreds, he thrust them into the face of a woman.

- Open up!

He stuck his panties deep in his mouth. His hands eagerly walked through the appetizing body of a mature mom, from boobs to pubes.

- Oh, what a hairy whore! And why these mothers do not shave their pussies! However, it does not matter, it's even better! Hairy pussy much more dissolute than smooth!

Oleg grabbed the dark pubic curls with force and pulled them up. With her mouth crammed with shorts, Elena gave a hollow cry of pain and looked at the director. But Slavik, did not even think, to interrupt the shooting.Oleg continued to torture the woman's hairy pubis, with his second hand he mercilessly twisted large nipples and slapped her tits. Elena ached deafly and constantly squinted at Slavik, even tears streamed from her eyes. When she agreed to the shooting, she hardly assumed that we would approach the role so frankly. Oleg pulled out a few hairs and was rather creepy, poking them into the face of a tortured woman.

I realized that my partner needs to calm down a little. And took the initiative in their hands.

- Let's look at her holes!

I pulled Elena out of his hands and lowered her face into the ground, ass up. She still moaned, unable to get rid of the panties in her mouth. We pounced on the ripe buttocks, with a bunch of curly hair between them.

- What a hairy bitch! - excitedly exclaimed Oleg, slapping mommy on the buttocks.

We were pushing her loaves apart, pulling at the crevice, weeping her labia, penetrating with her fingers into the still moist vagina. When we fucked her hole, Elena was so twitching that it was hard to hold. From intense finger fucking, she violently finished on the ground with a small trickle. Nobody expected this.

- In gives, bitch! Dirty whore finished! - Oleg was pleased with this turn of events and, in joy, spanked the poor lady in the ass. But it seemed to me that she rather wrote a little, but did not finish at all.

- Let's take a look at her anal ?! - I suggested.

We tried to keep so as not to block the light from the bright lantern. Slavik large shot Elenina hairy crotch. One has only to guess how ashamed she was.

I first got down to business, Oleg was pushing the buttocks. Elena, like all women who do not resort to intimate epilation, had a slightly hairy butt. Short dark hairs scattered around the pink hole of the anus. I spat right there, Oleg added his saliva. Began to twist one finger. Feeling like a woman reflexively squeezed her anus, I slapped her ass.

- Relax ass, bitch!

Despite the evil insult, Elena listened to my advice, apparently remembering our recent conversation on the porch. My finger slid easily inside. Having added saliva, I stuck in the second one, which was a little tighter, but passed. He began to move forward and backward, at first slowly, then faster, as the anus stretched. Elena hasn't made any sounds yet. Soon my fingers were already free to walk in her hairy hole, saliva did its job. I quickly fucked her ass fingers. Slapping-clapping sounds were heard. Having thrust out our fingers, we examined the result of my efforts. No matter how long my fingers were, and no matter how fast I worked with them, this was not enough. As soon as the fingers left the anal, the hole immediately narrowed. Oleg immediately thrust his two fingers, flavored with saliva. They entered easily, and the partner repeated my actions. He tried to push his fingers as deep as possible, even the third one inserted. But even after his fingers, the point immediately narrowed. I pushed two fingers of one hand and two with the other, and began to stretch the point. Elena whined somewhere between my hips. As I stretched the hole wider, Elena whined louder. Oleg spat inside several times. Fearing to break the virgin hole, I stopped stretching and again fucked with my fingers, now four. The rectum is annular. The first few rings were already well stretched, and my fingers easily entered, but the deeper, the tighter. It's time to use vegetables.

“Give me the carrots,” I asked Oleg.

Oleg handed me an orange, pre-washed carrot, about 15-17 centimeters long, of average thickness. Once again spitting on the lady's hairy point, I put the carrot inside. Half went easily, but had to push closer to the middle. Elena twisted again and moaned. Having worked the carrots at medium speed, I picked up the vegetable more comfortably and began to fiercely beat the poor woman's ass. Elena began to make low moans and scrape the ground with her fingers. I mercilessly, quickly dug carrot hairy point, which caused the loud approval of Oleg. Ass squished and released air.Sticking out a vegetable, I was pointing at the camera with a stray anus and again continued to hammer it at a fast pace. Soon the whole carrot was easily inside. And what was Elena, and what she felt, no one asked, of course.

In Oleg, a long smooth cucumber, about 20 centimeters long, suddenly materialized in his hand. I graciously gave him the right to ass a woman, and he took out a carrot, and became ... Read more →