And makes it aesthetically perfect and very tasty. Or appetizing. In short, when you look at how she sucks, an irresistible desire also arises to take a member in her mouth. And such a desire was not long in coming, but it was unrealizable. Until. I hope that temporarily. Ie not for long.

She, without letting go of her mouth, unbuckled her belt and lowered her trousers, with the help of a guy, though she pulled them off his legs along with her underpants. He was freed from ... these clothes, which instead of a shirt - I don’t know how to call it - and turned out to be naked, tanned and muscular. Handsome, as promised. The member was quite proportional to its growth and addition - not a giant, but up to twenty centimeters, judging by the fact that a rather large part of it was not placed in the girl's mouth. Pubic hair was present, but was neatly and shortly cropped. I'm sure that it was Lenka who put the razor on it. Knowing her preferences, I was sure that the guy's eggs were also neatly bald, although I could not see it. A friend held them in their skillful hands and gently rolled.

And she called him a hungry little wolf? The she-wolf is hungry. She sucked with pleasure and at a pace that I know for sure cannot last long. Sosala obviously with the aim that he ended, in the belief that this time will not be the only one.

It went to a quick junction. Lenka was on her knees between his legs, holding the testicles in her palms and constantly twisting their lips, not touching the penis, skillfully masturbating only with her lips and tongue. His large palm lay on top of her head. The whole stage set was skillfully built by her in such a way that the best view was opened for me to see the spectacle. She did not even forget to throw her hair, revealing the side of her face facing me.

And the long-awaited and so fast orgasm shook the powerful body of a young man and the first shot was not visible, hidden and drunk by my skillful girlfriend, but the next one soared spectacularly into the air and plopped onto the girlfriend's face with a long shiny track. She did not recoil, as many do, but on the contrary, she caught with a happily smiling face, almost flying past, a jet. Subsequent shots also hit. Exactly where Lenka wanted, decorating her face, hair and neck with beautiful paint and splashes. Her face was not just beautiful, but beautiful, as if she applied fresh makeup. She shone with happiness, and submissive gratitude, looking at the benefactor from the bottom up. But when the shots subsided, but the sperm continues to flow out in an almost continuous stream, pushed by weakening contractions, she again took it into her mouth and gently sucks, caressing the head with the tongue.

I will say it again - this is a work of the art of baking in its highest esthetic expression.

The guy sighed, Lenka turned her face to me, showing a smiling face decorated with sperm and his penis in the palm of her half-open lips, I clicked the phone camera, captured the beauty of what was happening and applauded.

- That's it, honey! - Proudly said she. - You can kiss your girlfriend.

- You have someone to kiss, I do not want to compete.

- Come on, Andrew would not mind. - Right, dear? - The guy just sighed.

- And yet I refuse.

“It's a shame ...” She got up, swallowed from a glass of champagne, and took the napkins from the table and wiped her face. Then she went to the mirror and leisurely engaged in the restoration, in some places blurred, beauty.

Andryukha poured himself "Khenesi" and relaxed sipped amber drink from a glass with tulips painted on the glass.

- Can you dress up yet, aunt doctor? - She advised, looking at me in the mirror Lenka.

The proposal was logical. A bag with a bathrobe stood near the table, the room was alone, without the possibility of seclusion, and even after Lenkino show, shyness in our company was no longer appropriate. Therefore, I resolutely picked up the bag from the floor and removed the white coat.The promised rubber gloves and cap promised packaged gauze mask fell on the table. Shaking the robe, I unfolded it, surprised to find that it was laid neatly, and does not look crumpled at all. On the contrary, a completely new and snow-white. Ah yes Andryukha! Maybe with the size guessed? Perhaps that guessed. I wondered: because she was wearing jeans and a turtleneck, just put on a robe over the top or ...? As soon as I heard the script of today's performance, I already knew the answer to this question, so I opened my blouse without hesitation. There were several loose hangers in the closet, and I used one of them. Then she also sent jeans, putting in a pocket socks. The guys frankly and appreciatively looked at me. I boldly looked at them and defiantly adopting the defiant pose I asked:

- good?

Lenka did not say anything, which was not typical for her, and Andryukha was slurred, but gave an approving nod in a glass to her lips.

For the bride, I chose a black set of underwear with a white robe, consisting of a lace bra, which smart people called Brasieres, because it barely covers nipples. But mine is also with foam inserts that lift and slightly compress my not very prominent boobs. And lace thongs, about which it can be said that they are laced quite a bit - on the triangles covering the pubis tailbone and the elastic band on the belt. Round delicious ass, no hidden, and quite naked. A bathrobe came to fit me. The usual even robe, to the middle of the thigh with a green European cross on the breast pocket. By the way, a little, quite a bit, cramped. I left the top button unbuttoned to expose the chest and it looks seductively cute. Looking in the mirror, I nodded to myself in satisfaction, although in my plan the robe was slightly more transparent so that the black underwear showed through. But so good. Putting my foot on the coffee table, without haste, under increasingly interested views, I put on stockings stored in my purse. Also black, with elastic, with lace from the middle of the thigh. Great, the lace line starts just below the floor of the bathrobe. What the doctor ordered! Having exposed my neck, I tidy my hair under a cap. I'm spinning in front of the mirror - I like my reflection - I look back at the guys. Lenka walked a couple of steps to see better. Andryukha, naked on the couch, with a member standing like a sentinel meerkat. On me, by the way, standing, which caresses my bitch vanity. I smile at him. Lenka notices a smile, tracks the direction of my gaze and with the words: “Here is a blyad” begins to quickly undress, throwing clothes into a free chair. Having done that, he comes up to the guy and sits down on him ... almost on his knees. Slightly deeper, leaning back to his chest, drove the burnt meerkat into the burrow.

- Nefik! - She declares to us and twists her hips trying to get comfortable. But this is impossible, given the size of the overgrown meerkat, and the mink, which fit only the upper, most curious part of the animal's body. Hike, she sits on the penis, resting her in the uterus, supporting her weight with her legs. Therefore, in order to maintain balance, it rises and falls, gradually entering into a rage. The guy puts his palms under her ass, taking on his strong hands part of the weight of her body, and helping to move. She gratefully kisses him on the lips, gracefully turning around.

I sit back in the chair and take my glass, ready to watch the new show. For convenience, I unbutton the bottom button of the dressing gown, knowing that I open it to the navel. And this is good.

Andrei lifts Lenuska and pushes forward. She gets up on her feet and leans forward, rests her hands on the table. It seemed to me that he had done this maneuver without even taking it out, but maybe I was mistaken. They turned to my left side and the review was formed wonderful. They both look at me while Andryusha, with a flourish, but not too much, fucks my girlfriend a meter and a half from my nose, which clearly catches the sweet smell of mating.

I spread my knees slightly, and Andrew accelerates the pace. Lenka begins to finish.That's what preventive blowjob is for! She howls, actively podmahivaya and pushing her buttocks palms, but soon her knees began to tremble, she again leaned on the table and no longer sweep. On the contrary, trying to get off, but the guy does not understand, powerfully pulls her tightly grasping the hips. Finally, she manages to jump, and she collapses onto the sofa.

- Wait, wait, wait a minute, let me catch my breath!

The guy looks slightly discouraged, like his stick sticking out with a glowing, on a platoon, warhead.

Lenka understands his puncture, and instantly sits down, whispering:

- In the mouth, mouth ...

In Andryukhin understanding, this is a valid reason. True, for Lenka a respite you will not call it, due to the lack of air. But the orgasmic convulsions had already passed, and her nerve endings again demanded to be annoyed. She turned around, standing in the pose - the knee of one leg on the sofa seat, the other leg on the floor, leaning on the soft armrest. The ass is invitingly raised, the lips of the vagina are ajar and glisten with moisture. The guy instantly turns out to be in the back, closing the view of my girlfriend's genitals to me and showing off his bare ass with eggs dangling between his legs.

While they turned away, I took the opportunity to touch the clitoris. It seemed to me that it vibrates from tension. I pushed my panties and inserted two fingers into a pretty slurping pussy, feeling for point G. And ... I splashed.

Andryukha roared like a wild beast and began with a frenzy to hammer Lenkin a pussy. Girlfriend squeals, hanging out on a powerful member, obviously ending at the same time with the guy. I watched them, podrachivaya, catching and collecting the remnants of his orgasm, catching up, suddenly, the insight that I look in the mirror, and see their views directed at me.

- Darn! - An exclamation escaped me, not that too annoying, given the contented smile on my face.

Andrei screamed and got off the girl. He got up, stretched and loudly slapped her on the buttock, leaving a pink trail of five. Lenka both stood and remained standing, showing us her charms, from which she began to flow and flow down, leaving wet paths, and spreading the smell of freshly brewed millet porridge, sperm.

This turned out to be too much for me. And here I am kneeling behind Lenka, all this in white, and, smacking my lips, I lick her off at a banana pizdu.

Lenka, from pleasure and relaxation, must have closed her eyes, when something warm, moist and fragrant touched my cheeks, slipped between surprised open lips, into a chaste mouth. This happened so quickly and easily should be because I can’t find another explanation for this event, because my lips were covered with slippery sperm, which I licked and sucked from my girlfriend and greedily swallowed. I continued to caress Lenka's pussy with my palm, smearing the sperm, pulling at the clitoris and caressing Gin inside the vagina, from which she hummed with pleasure and did not notice what was happening behind her adultera. However, we didn’t overuse the helplessness of my friend, and I let go of the sagging, but still impressive hose, after carefully sucking it.

After enjoying myself, I also used napkins and took a place by the mirror with a cosmetic bag in my hands.

- But it would be time for the fighters to get round already. - The trumpet, who had eaten from the glass, Lieutenant Andryukha, yawned and sweetly stretched.