chomping an insatiable receptacle of voluptuousness. Lovers have become a single measured mechanism for orgasm, my member, who fell from the doom, again began to pour blood. The solid enemy piston drilled the bosom of my beloved, easily pushing pliable flesh, becoming even softer and softer with each mutual movement of the partners towards each other. I clearly realized why girls are sometimes called machine tools - because now my wife was just a machine tool that moved forward and backward along a given trajectory, trying to let my friend's member into herself as deeply as possible. Apparently, Roma was close to the end, as he again increased the pace, and I did not have time to follow how his sexual organ, smeared with Lena sap, flew in and flew into my darling hole. Smacks Romina pubis about my wife's ass, her voluptuous moans, the wild rhythm of vicious coitus ...

Soon after Roma issued a triumphant roar, he threw his sticky sperm into the bowels of my beloved. Having made several frictions by inertia, he drew his penis from her and smeared the remnants of her beautiful ass. Lena was clearly not enough, she tried to catch his body and attach it back, but he deftly slipped out. She somehow whipped off with a grudge and made several movements towards the empty place of her lover.

- Good bitch. Well, what, in the course of your turn - mockingly Gundosil Roma and took a seat next to me.

Lena has opened her hole in front of me. Directly in front of my eyes, literally a few inches from my face, her reddened lips, which were enlarged from the furious sex of the sponge, turned out to be, the vagina was opened and completely filled with my friend's sperm mixed with her secret. Despite my recent remorse, I really liked the picture. I brought my face closer to my wife's dripping hole, and thick sperm began to flow out of Lena and slowly go down on the sheet. That mouth was terribly dry, I swallowed saliva with effort and licked my lips.

I don’t know what I saw in my drunken head, but I unbearably wanted to lick this magnificence, even despite the presence of Roma nearby. I exhaled loudly and just sank my mouth into the vagina of his beloved wife, filled with someone else's sperm. At first, I took a greedy sip, sucking the bulk of the seed out of it. The consistency of the sperm was similar to thick jelly, to taste the sweetish salted yogurt. Despite my almost full mouth, in the bosom of my favorite enemy sperm remained plenty, my chin was also all stained. Without any difficulty swallowing the contents, I clung to Lena's treasure again. I didn’t feel any disgust, at that moment it seemed to me very logical to clean my wife after the treacherous invader. My tongue set to work, collecting the remnants of sperm between her invitingly opened lips. With each new stroke, I tried to move as far as possible into it and collect more nectar. My wife moaned softly, lifting her ass to meet my unexpected caresses. When the language had already collected everything that could get, she, holding her buttocks, pushed them apart, giving me the opportunity to move a little further. I gladly accepted this gesture of confidence. I wanted to completely save my wife from the traces of the invader.

Realizing that I no longer feel the taste of someone else's seed, I began to gently kiss Lena between the spread legs. I kissed her broken lips, flushed clitos, the inner part of her thighs, her favorite ass, trying not to miss a millimeter of her beautiful body. From Lena’s bustling, forward movements towards my face, it was clear that she wanted to continue. Reluctantly, I pulled away from her and slowly pulled off my pants and shorts. Bringing my rearing member to her cherished cleft, I stopped literally a centimeter for some time, not daring to enter the holy of holies. My wife led me out of a stupor, leaning back and planted on my thirsty wet pet. Realizing that the path was open, I moved forward, penetrating into her most intimate place and began a smooth unhurried movement, gradually increasing the pace. Lena resumed the song of her sweet moans, my movements also became more confident. Like my friend, I, as well as he previously, grabbed his wife by the buttocks and began to drive his penis into her wrecked inner world.

Roma, all this time apparently getting the shots from what was happening, came to his senses. He approached my wife and began to gently stroke her hair. It was not at all like him, usually Roma was very stingy with the manifestation of any caresses, except for the actual sex. He leaned over to my wife, hugged her and began to whisper something in his ear. Lena turned her head in the direction of my friend and literally in a few moments their lips merged in a passionate kiss.

What was happening excitedly excited me. On my knees, I furiously beat my wife from behind, and my friend, hugging her shoulders and not letting her move, licked her beautiful mouth. An unexpected betrayal of my wife before my eyes, her unusually supple wet flesh and bright moans did their job, and I rather quickly poured into Lenino's unprotected gut.

I let go of my wife, and she gently fell on the bed, quickly moving to the side. Roma lounged next to her and began to smooth her hole smashed by two lustful males, smearing my sperm on her pubis, stomach and legs. Kissing while they did not stop. I stood on my knees with a member descending and watched a happy couple. Feeling like a third person, I hurriedly dressed and left the room.

A storm of various emotions swallowed me up. I sat down on the sofa in the common room of the second floor and plunged into a gloomy numbness. Various thoughts swarmed in my head, starting with wild rage due to the betrayal of my wife and ending with the unbridled joy that we renewed our sex marathon again. Fantasy painted hundreds of pictures of what is happening in the room without my presence. However, surprisingly, pretty soon, Lena, wrapped in a bath towel, disturbed my peace.

- What are you sitting? - she said too tenderly

- A - I answered vaguely

Lena sat next to me and hugged, putting her head on my shoulder.

- Well, I'm sorry, it happened. I didn't want anything at all. He called to talk, talked about something. Then suddenly he kissed me, I wanted to push me away, drive me away, but somehow my lips answered. I was drunk. He began to stroke me there and section. As it turned out itself. And then, as it was, I wanted to feel the taste of his penis, and then you saw. Sorry. You used to like it ...

Lena sobbed soberly, and I pressed her to me, gently kissed her on the forehead. So we sat together, embracing together in the tracks and the smell of someone else's sperm, thinking each of his own.

- And what's left with him? - I asked in a hoarse voice

- I finished and realized that only I love you, and you behaved so strangely, you never know what.

I hugged my wife even tighter, and an awkward silence fell in the room. The silence was interrupted by my classmate, who suddenly appeared in the middle of the room.

- Well, you asked, fuck yourself, potrahunichiki, b * i. Let's go there Kostyan go home, spend at least.

His wife was driving and therefore about, today did not drink. I removed my hand from Lena and slowly got up, looking inquiringly at my wife. She gestured for me to wipe my chin, which I immediately did.

“I'll come right now,” I replied, and the classmate left the room. “Will you go?”

Lena shook her head - where am I in that form.

I shrugged and went downstairs. My jacket on the hanger was not there, and I threw Romina. The car was already wound up, Kostya was saying goodbye to everyone for a long time and drunkenly, holding his hands tightly and hugging. Finally, the car, having made a loud roar, left the courtyard, and the people remained standing, watching the car leaving. There was a buzz of voices and drunken many-voiced laughter in the air. From the thoughtfulness I was led out by a strange rhythmic knock, resounded from somewhere above.

Raising my head, I, like all the other remaining guests, saw my absolutely naked wife, his hands resting on the window of our room. Her head and chest pressed into the glass, a knock sounded from the elbows beating on the window after the ram entering her bosom. There was no doubt about what was happening in the room - my wife was fucked hard from behind, putting her knees on the window sill, fortunately ё * yrya was not visible. My modest beloved girl was not at all embarrassed that her breasts, swinging at the pace of her piston hammering, were watched by all the guests of both sexes, and the moans were heard even behind tightly closed shutters. Lenin's lustful face flushed, his eyes were half-closed.

- Not a fig myself, only here he was - said someone in the crowd.

I threw the hood of someone else's jacket and continued to observe how the owner of the jacket, under the cheers of the crowd, has my rightful spouse, afraid to come out into the light and mark his presence ...