It was obvious that my wife really had to get used to it. A little down on the penis, she froze and bit her lip. And after another replica, she carefully continued to take in this clumsy monster. Surprisingly, she finally sank, and this huge penis disappeared completely in it, stretching the puffy sex lips.

- Do not torment! - The Moldavian reminded about himself. - Come on without prompts! You know what to do.

And my wife started slowly crawling up and down on his penis. She rose quite high, and the member was still in it. In the lumen between the bodies, I clearly saw how the Moldavan’s organ stretched the perineum, and the thickening of the penis turned the sexual lips outward during each movement. And then there was another downward movement, and Olenka slid on the member, hiding it in herself from my gaze. I looked at it, and if it were not for the closed faces of the men who surrounded us, not my bound legs, arms and broken face, it might have seemed that my beloved was really fucking with others of their own accord.

- Oh, good! - The Moldavian grinned enough, watching my wife's movements.

- Fucking ... - Streamed Kiryukh.

- So you understand how it is - “myself”? - Quite curious about my Moldavian. - You see?

- Bitch ... blyayayayaya ... - Kiruha squeezed his dick in his fist. - Come quickly, land, I burst right now!

- be patient! Look again ... - Moldovan enjoyed. - And the rooster of this, you can see well there ?!

Olga jerked at these words and stopped moving, covered her face with her hands.

- Do not! - A Moldovan rudely tore her palms from her face. - Look at your husband! And do not wander! You do him a favor!

Olya, through her tear-stained eyes, looked at me.

- Well done! Now go ahead and look at him!

Olya squeezed her lips and slowly got up and then sat down on the member of the rapist. And unable to stand, I tried to take my eyes full of humiliation.

- Look at him! - Moldavin pulled and also looked at me over his shoulder to make sure that I was looking at everything that was happening. - And do not bzdi! You save him, do not forget? What does he do to a freak? This is bad for you. This is a shame to you. Why can't you get a little bit of pleasure for all this? You're nice, right?

My wife stood up mechanically and sat down, and her gaze on me again began to become soulless. Moldovan noticed this change.

- Well, stay! Look at me! - He turned her face towards him with force. - I don't want a log fuck! Get up!

Olya wondering slowly slipped from a member.

- What is it? - He pointed to his body.

- It? - Quietly asked Olya.

- Yes, what is it?

- This is ... dick ...

- Right. - Pretty agreed Moldavian. - What is he?

- He ... - Hemmed up Olya.

- Yes, what is he? Speak!

- He is big...

- Still!

- Huge ...

- Do not repeat! Still!

- Curve? - Uncertainly said Olga.

- Yeah ... girls like this! Sit on him! - The Moldovan ordered that the girl responds intelligently.

Olya nothing left to do, how to sit on his knees again and take a member in his hand, send him into yourself. This time, she managed to do it much faster.

- Like?

My wife was silent and did not move.

- Well, what are you silent? Do not be afraid!

Silence.

- I will now take a gun, and thrust it to your hubby in ... - The Moldovan did not finish speaking.

- Do not! - shouted Olya and burst through her: - Well, what else do you need?

- I asked, like it? - Moldavian slightly patted her cheek.

- Not...

- And not even nice? - Moldavian gently took her by the waist.

Olya swallowed convulsively and silently continued moving.

- So a little nice! - He took her breasts and began to knead the nipples. - It's okay, don't be shy! You're a normal woman ...

Olga silently moved.

- So now it is “nice” to be a little, let's do it in “a lot” - He said confidently. - Lets go faster!

My beloved had to speed up a bit.

- Even faster!

Olya dutifully jumped on the penis.Her breasts began to make seductive swaying.

- Even faster !!! - The Moldovan took her by the waist, and began to stick her on his penis.

He began to move so fast that Olya stopped keeping pace with his pace, and rising, remained kneeling, slightly resting his palms on the ground. And the Moldavian, having thrust his mouth into her chest, has inflated the tempo yet. His scrotum flashed in my wife's ass and the slaps of a naked body merged into one sound.

- Ah ... - Suddenly burst out from my wife.

- Now. - The Moldavian exhaled heavily and in one motion, without pulling out a member, crushed her under him.

I could see that Olya was blushing. She bit her lips, but the feminine, in spite of the violence perpetrated on her, broke out of control.

- BUT...

- Yes, yes, yes, girl, - Moldovan quickly and powerfully drove a member into it, - now!

- Ammmm ... - Olya compressed her lips and closed her eyes.

- Here I am! - Moldavian seeing her reaction, several times strongly pushed his penis and quickly jumped to his feet and shot sperm far into the grass. - Oooooooh !!!

- I! Right now I am! - Kiryukh screamed and took a step towards my wife.

- OK! - Moldavian shook off the last drops in the grass. - Give the girl a rest! She just finished.

- Who finished? - Kirya was breathing heavily.

- Baba! Who ... - The Moldovan pretty examined the accomplices. - Give her a couple of minutes. Anyway, right now, nothing will feel!

- Fuck her feel ?! - Kirya was surprised. - Paha, look for the sucker!

- Well, a fool ... - Moldavian stepped aside. - Jump on her like a rubber woman ...

“She is not a rezino-o-ovaya-II ...” Kirya squealed in delight and nestled between my wife's legs. - You see what!

He grabbed her chest, then her hips, drove greedy palms on her flat stomach. And Olya lay panting and looking at the sky. I was suddenly jealous. How could she come from violence ?!

Kiruha, meanwhile, hastily lay down between her thighs and lowered her underpants. Stupidly tugging with his skinny ass, he finally got into it.

- Phew! Wow! Uh - he puffed right away. - Nihuya is neither dry nor narrow here!

- Ha ha ha! After me, it will not be so narrow! - Zarzhal Moldavanin.

- Phew! Fuck! Wow! All the same, fuck! - puffed Kirya.

He licked his wife's whole chest and, leaning more comfortably, he twitched faster. Again, the slapping of eggs over the naked body. And the elastic Olin's chest shook finely from the movements.

- Phew! ABOUT! Fuck! AAAA !!! - Kirya could not stand it and cried for a minute with a bass and abruptly pulling the member began to cum under his feet. - ABOUT!! Blyayayaya !!!

A minute later, he got up and closed his eyes trying to catch his breath. Olya closed her eyes and gently, slowly curled up.

- How good! - Finally Kiryukh came to life. - What a kraal! I still will!

- You will, you will! Grinned Paha.

- And I would have had a bite right now, male! - Suggested Makarych.

“Come on ...” Moldavian agreed feebly. - Where are our backpacks there?

- Kirya, shoot the guns! - Paha began to command. - At the same time, guide Olenka to the spring. Let her wash.

- And what am I doing right away? - Kiryukh shot up, but then his eyes fell on Olya. - Okay ... Come on.

Without dressing, he pulled my wife by the arm and made me stand up.

- Let's go! - He missed her forward and pushed a slap on the ass. - Here move there! To a large pine.

Olya, swaying, bent over the clothes, but Makarych stepped on her with a boot, showing that she would not give them back.

- So go! - Paha supported him. - You will not freeze!

- Give boots though to wear. - Slowly said Olya.

- Go ahead. - Moldavin generously resolved.

Olya, sticking with the branches of a fallen tree, put on her boots and slowly followed Kiryukha who was pulling her hand.

- Kirya! Not long there come on! And let washed well! - Instructed his groin.

Kiruha looked behind the pine and waved his hand.

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