With a frantic heartbeat, I opened the door to the hallway. It was quiet, the light was on. Taking a couple of steps, I almost went to the bedroom.

- Gretta! I called - Gretta!

“Go away, I heard her tear-stained voice.”

I entered the room - Gretta was sitting at the bottom of the closet, in one shirt there was no naked body, her mascara flowed.

- Do not come - she said in a broken voice.

- What happened here? What happened?

Coming closer, I saw that she had on her breast, sperm that had time to dry up a little, there was also a little sperm on the large genital lips.

- Gretta, I ...

In response, she threw imputed any things that fell on her friend and cried out that I would leave. I really turned around and left, but only to close the entrance door to the stairwell. Turning the lock, I stood in the hallway for half a minute, thinking about how to calm the woman, and taking off my street shoes, I returned to the room.

- Are you still here? Go away.

I sat down next to her and hugged her, stroking her head. She gave up a little emotion, cried.

- A few deep breaths, at least four seconds inhale, hold your breath, exhale four seconds. Ideally - six seconds to inhale and exhale, I'll be right back.

Having gone to the kitchen, I returned with a glass of water, having recovered my breath and having drunk some water, she calmed down.

- Let's go to the bathroom, wash you from all this.

She was sluggish, and barely walked, then I did not guess to take her in my arms, because my thoughts left my head altogether. Only emptiness remains. It is clear what happened, we must now think what to do next. In the bathroom, I washed her thoroughly, carefully rubbed her body with a washcloth. I began to notice that even in spite of this situation, I began to wind up. Especially rubbing it between the legs. There I rubbed longer than in all other parts of the body. After finishing with the procedures and wiping it, I took to the kitchen, where I made her tea.

- What are they?

- Familiar ex-husband - looking at one point she replied.

- We must write a statement to the police.

- Will not work. I cant.

- Do not tell me that they have your personal photos, or home video.

She smiled sadly and shook her head.

- No, there is another. Well, in general, in general with them it is dangerous to enter into a confrontation, they are not that bandits, but, believe me, everything is not simple. And secondly, they promised to settle some of my problem. Serious problem. I will not decide it myself, it is connected with finance and connections, but I have neither one nor the other.

- And in another way to settle it in any way? I did not let up.

- What did you start? This has already happened ... and so hard for me

- Here are the ushlepki ... it was necessary to immediately catch up with and otmoudohat

- Do not be ridiculous, have you seen them? What do you do against two ambalov, given that one of them had a knife, they threatened me.

- As if there was nothing - the question must be solved.

“I’ll have to sleep with them a couple of times, and they’ll be left behind.” So they said.

Raising my eyebrows, I stared at her questioningly.

- But you will not do this, am I right?

- We'll have to - she said almost in a whisper.

It was useless to argue that evening, she was shocked and, apparently, she was poorly aware of what was happening. After a couple of days, she went to the meeting - for starters, as she said, the meeting was in the car, and it had to last about thirty minutes. I waited for her to call the whole evening, starting at half past six, but she didn’t call. It was probably hard to imagine that this would happen, but I could not find a place for myself, I didn’t want to eat, sleep, drink. I rushed and nervous. Finally, after already my calls, she picked up the phone at half past eleven, and breathing heavily, said she was just so exhausted that she was unable to speak. Only the next day I found out what happened.

She came to a meeting with a certain Vitya, a friend of her ex-husband. She was dressed in the usual way - a skirt below the knee, a light jacket, a jacket and all that was discreet. Yes, and she was tired, after a hard day's work.According to the plan, she had to do Vite a blowjob, and then go home, but everything was a bit wrong.

- Sit down, stealing - Vitaly, a man under fifty years of age, of standard appearance, looked at Gretta - and what didn’t this marafet make as it should? BUT?

Gretta got into the car and slammed the door.

“There was no time, work and all that,” she answered dryly.

- It is clear, well, at least shaved between his legs?

She said nothing.

- Come on, do not build yourself offended.

The car, where they were, stood at a distance from busy places, and even later it had, so Vitaly was in no hurry.

- Can you drink something? If it will be easier for you.

She grinned.

- Cavalier, however ... no, I'm only on holidays.

- So the holiday is the same. I do not know about you, but I definitely have a holiday today.

He put his hand on her chest, but apparently was not pleased.

- Take off your jacket and jacket. Then you will dress a jacket, but already without a jacket.

“Or maybe I’ll just do what I need and you let me go?” She said defiantly.

He clicked his tongue:

- Listen, chick, let's do what they say, otherwise you will regret.

Sighing heavily, she did as said. Remained in a light jacket and bra.

- And what is the skirt so long? You plyit that, did not understand that it was necessary to dress as befits?

- Do not yell at me, you better ...

She could not continue as she received a slap in the face, and then he squeezed her face and hissed:

- I want to enjoy the moment and you will do everything right, understood, bitch?

She said nothing.

- Oh, are you proud? Well nothing.

He tore off the left cup of her bra with force, throwing out her chest of a third and a half size, and began to knead her. Gretta, wilted, and with glass eyes, was looking somewhere on the dashboard.

- Good sisyandry you yourself grew, all right, unbutton my pants.

With obvious reluctance, she complied. Taking out a member, she hesitated.

- Well, what are you waiting for, jerk it off a little, and then take it in your mouth.

Turning away, she began to cheat on Victor's cock. Rhythmic movements, she brought his boyfriend "to his senses", and then, she continued to work with her mouth. Having grasped the not-yet-standing-up member with her lips, she processed the barrel as best she could. Soon, Victor clasped her head with his hands on the back of his head, began to stick her on the penis, he leaned back in his chair.

- Yeah. A good female, and Slavka is a fool who divorced you - with a flick of her hand, Victor pulled the second bosom out of her bra, now both of them were hanging down, moving while Gretta was doing a blowjob - although you know how to see if you didn't run away, now would not suck me.

She didn’t answer, just put her mouth to the base of the member, and tried to do everything that Victor would finish, but he was clearly not in a hurry - demanded that she tear herself away from his member, and began to suck and bite her boobs.

- Get ready. Soon I will take care of your main hole - he commented, and began to weigh slaps on his breasts.

- It hurts me - she snapped dryly - ah!

Victor, hit her harder, for him, from the outside it seemed no more than an exciting game - he selflessly gave her a slap in the face.

“Okay, get out of the car and take off your skirt.”

- On the street? No, come on in the car.

- It's uncomfortable here, come on, come on.

She took a deep breath and went out. Vitaly too. Looking around, Gretta took off her skirt and gently put it on the seat, closed the door, lowered her panties to the shoulder blades and, following Vitaly's instructions, leaned her arms on the hood and spread her legs. He was in no hurry to go into it, examining her body, lush buttocks, very slightly puffy legs. Having weighed a slap on her by the pope, he slowly began to enter her vagina.

- Damn, what is dry, then? Didn't it start at all?

- From whom should I start? What about you? Do not make me laugh.

Vitali angrily roared:

- You agree with me.

He relish spat on her labia and smeared a little with the head of the penis. Then he began to enter Gretta, at first ...