Sighs and moans filled the quiet entrance. Orgasm gradually began to wash the girl's body, while the boy's three fingers stretched her crotch hole. Watching the girl twist from the pleasure she received, the boy stroked her clit with her thumb and her little wrinkled sphincter with her little finger, allowing the girl to come to her senses, to catch her breath. Her breasts strongly heaved in time with deep and heavy breathing, trying to move away from the recent orgasm. And as soon as it seemed to her that everything was behind, she groaned even louder, practically switching to a cry, when the guy suddenly put his fourth finger into her, and then, without taking a close look, and the fifth.

Christie did not believe his eyes, watching as he put his brush in her vagina completely. The abundant moisture that flowed from her broken-down vagina perfectly lubricated the palm and hand, allowing it to more easily penetrate inside. And the guy's tongue continued to wield around the clitoris, while her thighs were shaking from the fist entering her wet hole.

The guy began to intensively immerse his hand in her, listening with pleasure as the girl groans, growing, slowly turning to quiet cries. Sometimes he stopped for a moment, watching the girl enjoy the feeling of fullness with his hand pushed over her wrist. At the next orgasm, the guy sharply pierced her with his fist, causing her knees to rise and close at the head, while her throbbing vagina fired fluid into his hot face.

- See, as I promised - a lot of pleasure! My whole hand is in your broken pussy! Oh, I can not even imagine what pleasure you now feel. And, damn it ..., - the guy did not stop talking excitedly, - you look incredibly sexy now, while my hand is inserted into your narrow slit. Well, no longer narrow ..., he said with a laugh.

Christie did not listen to the conversation. Her heart was beating incredibly hard. Turning over on her back, she tried to digest what she saw, not noticing how the buttocks plunged into the cool discharge that had leaked from her hole. She was incredibly eager to try out what happened to that girl. Remembering how she wriggled from the hand immersed in her vagina, she tried to stick her finger into her own, but then she stopped as soon as her finger came across an obstruction.

She really wanted to feel fullness, but the fear of losing her virginity outweighed her lust, not allowing her to cross the forbidden line. Slowly moving her finger around the clitoris, she tried to find another way to get a similar pleasure.

“Exactly! - suddenly it dawned on Christie, - you can try and through the ass! ”Hands clearly outpaced its creation, already trying to penetrate its rear opening, but the tight sphincter and uncomfortable position did not allow it, causing only inconvenience.

Driven by lust, she took out a ballpoint pen and evaluated it appreciatively. The handle was not particularly remarkable: about 10 cm long and 1 cm wide, had ribbed jagged edges on a large surface length - for the convenience of holding it with fingers. Having settled on more conveniently, pulling her knees up to the face and fixing them with her elbows, she got free access to her oozing holes. Pressing her elbows on her hips a little harder, she lifted her lower back, thereby bringing her holes closer to her face.

Christie began to drive a ballpoint pen on the genital lips and clitoris.Making slow circular movements around the entrance to the vagina, she carefully plunged the handle a couple of centimeters, continuing to rotate it slowly there, and then slowly take it out. With a blissful gaze, watching how the handle, which became like a wooden spoon for honey, which absorbed its viscous juices, stretched droplets to her elastic tummy.

After sufficiently smearing the ballpoint pen, Christie directed her toward her small, tight sphincter, feeling how the sharp end of the pen pushed her apart with difficulty. Putting a little more effort and overcoming the inconvenience in her ass, she felt with satisfaction how the ribbed edges of the handle penetrated inside, delivering pleasant pleasure to Christy, annoying the tight little ring of her anus. Having immersed the improvised phallus for about half, she stopped for a moment and then slowly began to pull it out. Pulling the handle, our depraved spy felt like the walls of the sphincter stretch behind the handle, giving her a pleasant pleasure, and then again sinking it back, gradually increasing the pace.

While the right hand was tearing up her anus, the other was making circular movements around her pussy. Passing her hand over the vaginal opening, she tried to press hard on him each time, imagining that this guy was trying to push her hand into her narrow virgin hole.

Closing her eyes, Christie continued to plunge into the world of vulgar and depraved fantasies. She wanted so much to find herself in the place of that girl, which is imperceptible to herself, her imagination built not a beautiful bright bedroom, where, together with a beautiful prince, they would be imparted to passionate love, as many girls of her age dream. No, her mind, immersed in depraved thoughts, painted the usual dirty porch, where she, hugging her “prince” like the last whore, was expecting incredible sex.

She imagined herself, embracing a guy and kissing passionately, while his hands wander around her back, climbing under her shirt, and then gently go to her buttocks. For these actions, Christie slowly spreads her slender legs wider, making it clear that she is all in his power, and hoping to simplify the passage to his holes for his hands.

Clasping the elastic buttocks of the girl with his hands, he squeezed them tightly, forcing her to cling to his body and feel how his elastic member rests against her stomach. And while the girl concentrated on these sensations, one of his hands, loosening the onslaught, began to slowly go down on her jeans, stopping at the little ring of the anus and starting to make circular movements there. Feeling pleasant pressure on the anus ringlet, Christie continued to spread her legs harder, at the same time strongly sticking out her ass, allowing her elastic buttocks to disperse wider opening full access to her back hole. Groping for the deepening that had appeared on her jeans, the guy pressed him harder, tearing a loud cry from Christy’s mouth, and without delay he continued his onslaught, trying to penetrate her opening sphincter literally with the cloth. And she obviously liked it! Catching the initiative, she helped the guy, making circular motions with her buttocks and slightly bending her knees, as if trying to sit on an improvised hook, but elastic jeans did not allow her finger to penetrate deeper.

The other guy’s hand, without wasting time, moved from the buttocks to her crotch, making forward movements from top to bottom, pressing down on the seam of her jeans. Pleasant pressure forced the heroine to react to this movement of the hips, allowing the guy's fingers to push the pussy harder, and the seam to go deep between her sexual lips.

Squeezed between two hands, Christie was actively moving back and forth with her pelvis, not noticing that the boy was not taking any active actions, but was just watching as she tried to fit her fingers on his fingers.With each movement back, she slightly raised her ass and immediately fell sharply on her finger, hoping that with each new fall, the finger, along with the cloth, would penetrate deeper into her ass, but then, having suffered another failure, began to move forward, expecting the other hole will be different.

Moving a pelvis towards the other hand, she slightly squatted, feeling that, like a finger in the back opening, like a hook, it thrusts into the walls of the rectum, not allowing it to just get out of there, ... Read more →