We have long been nothing, With Faikom.

- Are you a person of temperament, often masturbating?

- Stop doing that

- Honestly. Fingers, cucumber or banana?

- Fool. Fingers

- Start, I want to see

- neet

I threw it on the free part of the sofa, he sat opposite.

- Come on, come on.

- Please, no

- Start talking. - I utter in a tone that does not allow failure.

All the same such women, if not broken, they make a man a rag. And God forbid, to start practicing swing with such a wife, she will make him a humiliated kukolda.

One hand caresses the chest, squeezing the nipples, the second in the rammed and filled with my sperm vagina. Her gaze on me, excitement is enhanced by the fact that someone is watching her masturbation. How did she get hungry

- Please, enter me

I am silent, looking at her. Grin on face

- Fuck me, well. - Her fingers are still inside. - I want you.

Motayu head.

- I'm your whore, slut, whore, slut. Come on, I beg aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

- And now lick your fingers. - Unquestioningly following the order, gets up from the couch, comes up and kisses me a hickey.

It was a test of my adequacy. How far can our games go. Apparently, this woman has accumulated a lot of unrealized fantasies, which she planned to realize with me.

- Do you like your juices?

- Yes, it excites

- And if this is not your juice

- In terms of?

- Want to try with a girl?

- You learned a lot today and got it. May be enough?

- So you want.

With a smile on my face, on the one hand, and on the other, with little excitement, I left the apartment of my acquaintance. I wanted to still fuck her, but the mind said, it's time to dump. For the unexpected return of Faik, could be a big misunderstanding. Of course, I left her my number and left nickname in the social network.

As an honest husband, in the morning I told everything to Fate. In the beginning, she grumbled, because I slept with my friend's wife.

- And how is she?

- The fire. Lack of vitamin X played a role. And you know, she loves girls, or rather would like to try.

“She said that herself?”

- Not directly, but I understood

- And what do you suggest?

- I want and prickly. A good trio would come out of us. True, this damn town, with its rumors.

- Forget and do not think. And leave her alone. It will be a shame to people to look in the eyes if they find out.

- Would you like to try with her?

- Honestly? Yes. Moreover, I have not had a girl for a long time.

- But what about Alina?

- Alina is no longer a student, she is already an employee of some company.

Alina, was our common lover. Well, as a common, rather Fathi. I was with her only when the three of us tumbled. Sweet girl from Belarus, without complexes and prejudices.

- Not a lot of dumb of course, but you would have looked great with Lama

- Okay, we'll talk in the evening. You promised to reduce petty rides. - Small, this is our youngest. After two sons, we had a daughter.

- And you?

- Yesterday you fool around, today it's my turn. I told you that Max arrives soon.

- Probably missed by the ears

“Have you missed the fact that lovers are coming to your wife?”

- So, how are lovers? You said Max.

- Yesterday you fucked the wife of your old friend. Today, my lover, with his best friend, will fuck me.

- No, I do not mind, just warn about such things. I mean your safety. And by the way, he hadn’t flown in for the weekend.

- This time, force majeure.

- Okay, tumble. - I smile with a smile. Fatya, the best wife in the world.

Many have paid attention to our relationship with his wife. I am sure that many will envy them. We love each other very much, and everything that we do on the side or together only strengthens our relationship. We were able to create a balance of trust, were able to give each other personal space, without demeaning, not doubting each other.I like to watch her fuck others, but even more I get her moans from another room. When we meet with the same swing couples, we often share, and fuck in different rooms. I'm looking for a joke. Her moans and cries from an orgasm received from another male blow me away. My dick does not want to go down even when I'm tired. And not even once, not one of us, even in the strongest arguments, did Fate call me a cuckold, and I was her a whore. And we did not agree on this, but both knew that if one of us made this mistake, it would lead to the collapse of all that we created.

With Lamay, nothing happened at this point. While we thought, weighed and assessed the situation, events occurred that we could not foresee in any way.

We lived happily in our homeland, although we did not agree with many traditions, but the availability of finances helped us, say, bypass them. But all this came to an end, everything began to crumble, it became dangerous and unpredictable.

A year ago, the father of my boss, Rustam Iskanderovich, died. With him to the grave, he took all the ties and strength that he possessed. His son, Ruslan, was a smart, punchy, brave businessman. But when you work with the top, you also need to be a politician, which was not my boss. At the beginning, no one touched him until he made an unforgivable mistake. I will not describe the details, but during the lifetime of my father, who was not only respected, but also feared, no one would dare look in their direction and look for something. In this case, it was necessary to resist arrogance and in time to go over to the right camp. But Ruslan decided to go his own way.

- Zaur Magomedovich, you are invited to open the gallery. Earnestly requested that you attend. - Sounded on the selector

I immediately knew who invited me, but why did she not personally do it?

- When is the opening?

- Today, at 17:00

It became interesting to me.

A little late, I visited this incomprehensible gallery for me. I do not like sculpture.

- Zaur. - The voice is recognized immediately. Turn around

- Aunt Ira. - A whole hand, I look with a questioning look.

- I know how you are not interested in sculptures, but this is a serious matter.

- You're scaring me.

- Let's go to the side, where it is quieter. - We went to another room, where there were fewer people, and stood at some modern sculpture, she began to say something about her, sometimes turning back. I did not understand what was happening. - You're working for Ruslana?

- Yes. Do you need something?

- Zaurchik, leave here. Take the family and leave

- So, Aunt Ira, calm down. What's happening?

- Yesterday I saw my friend, I will not give you a name. Ruslana is in bad shape. They will take everything away from him, imprison his entourage, put pressure on them to write nasty things against him. Well, you understand how everything happens with us.

“Why would anyone do this?”

- I do not know. But I warned you

Coming out of the event, the first thing I did, went to a country house to destroy all the equipment. At home, warned Fata, no lovers and mistresses. It concerned both.

Ruslan did not tell me anything, but from other sources confirmed the words of Irada. I started selling all of my assets, and transfer to offshore, without rushing or panicking. At home, he left only real estate, which also cost not small money. But I could not sell it, so as not to give rise to suspicion.

Meanwhile, the clouds were gathering over Ruslan, and as one would expect, I was invited to a conversation in one cool power structure. This went on for a long time, the psychological pressure was so strong that I was at the limit, I reached the point where I could break. There were moments when I was not allowed out of the building for as long as two days. I am not a scout and not a military man or even a cop. I did not go through the school of survival of the security forces. They pressured me, I never saw such pressure, they hinted that they have something that will dishonor me, destroy me as a person. I was afraid that this video with Fatey or even worse, mine with Dima. After all, I invited him to my place. Are they able to connect to my system or hacked it? Thoughts are confused.Ruslan did not really say anything, only promised that he would solve everything, but did not solve anything. This went on for six months.

I could not leave my boss, because what I have now, to a greater extent, is his merit. I always consulted with him, always honestly took permission, if I invested money in some business, he often helped me in my personal business, giving my companies outsourcing projects. Although we knew each other since childhood, we became friends after I became his subordinate. Ruslan resisted as best he could, but in the end he lost. Everything that belonged to him in our country, went to other people. Plus, his wife and Fate were sent pictures from our one party, where we are with Ruslan's business partners and prostitutes, having fun in one of the hotels. And if Fatya took it with the phrase, “fu, carried it through”, then Ruslan had a scandal at the beginning. But an oriental woman, wise. Soon she forgave her husband this episode.

I moved to Sweden with my family. And now, we live even happier than before. Yes, I do not earn as before, but we have freedom. We do not need to hide our desires. We calmly find the swing pair. We attend nightclubs, I find a woman or a man there to taste, she is a man or also a woman. And no one pokes a finger at us. We have found calm and regularity. I often traveled to Europe, but did not pay attention to how they live. And now, living here, I realized how much our society is losing, protecting itself with a fence of mentality and intolerance towards others.

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