group of photos. Here is a photo of a pretty woman of about thirty carrying a pram in some kind of park. Here it is already somewhere in the bushes with a member in the mouth, on the arm that has clasped the member, you can clearly see a wedding ring, which is notable that the pram is standing nearby. The following photo shows her, but with a mouth full of sperm. In general, the catchy pictures caught in this pair. Also, almost all the girls had different preferences. Many practiced bdsm. Some loved sex in nature and not at home. Even met lovers of golden rain. In general, here, too, for every taste. For myself, I decided that it would be necessary tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to call anyone in addition to Marina, who is about to arrive. Looking at the clock, I realized that it was time to dress for the club, which I began to do when I got up to the top.

12. CLUB PRIVATE CELLAR

I was still on top and managed to wear only pants when the doorbell rang. Quickly down I opened the door and stopped. In front of me was a young natural Asian with a big bag at her feet. Whether Japanese or Korean nationality. A pretty figure, a freaky ass wrapped in short shorts, a long brown knitted light sweater dangling from the shoulders and a white T-shirt covering the neat mounds of the breasts. Very short hairstyle of light brown hair with playful bangs. And the cheerful look of dark eyes with dark gray iris.

- Hello. I am Marina. So we will stand? Or take my things and show the house. - In pure Russian, she turned to me.

- And yes. Of course. Come on in. - I walked away passing the girl into the house, then took the bag and went after him.

- Denis. - I introduced myself, looking around the girl.

- And you have cute. What's the plan? I want to eat by the way. Right before dinner, I was ripped off. - She began.

- Um. You have something to wear in the club. We are now going to the club with my neighbor. Listen and you really call Marina. - I was confused I do not understand why.

- Of course. True, I have two names. Parents called Miko and on the passport Marina. Where you can change clothes and fold things.

- Come on. - I took her to the top of our bedroom on the go explaining where things are. From the bedroom there was a door to the dressing room where I brought Marina.

- Here you can change clothes and things spread out. Shelves a lot. Listen and how to contact you. That is how you get used to it.

- Yes, as you prefer. Although for friends I am Miko. Good. I quickly. - She answered taking off her blouse and crouching began to open her bag.

I took a shirt and tie with shoes so as not to embarrass her went down. Miko, that is how I decided to call my new acquaintance, I managed very quickly in just ten minutes she had already come down to me. She was wearing a dark blue short dress with sequins, fitting her chiselled figure. Shoes in the color of the dress and lacquered handbag. She looked awesome.

- I'm ready. Let's go to. - She just said.

Martha met us already dressed. A strange combination of circumstances, but she, too, wore a tight white dress only. I introduced the girls and began to call a taxi. While waiting for the car drank a glass of juice and talked a bit. As it turned out, Miko was really Japanese. Her parents settled in Russia in the early nineties for the business in which they worked. She was born already here. She is twenty-four years old, she has been married for one year and is happily married. My husband works for his father, by the way he is Russian and my namesake. They have been at the club for half a year already and they are very satisfied. A good friend of her husband brought them to the club. They practiced swing relationships before the wedding, but at the club, according to her, they are much better. I was still surprised that she did not take courses like my Anya. In truth, I thought that the club is accepted only after it. As it turned out, it is not. And Miko is an example. What is surprising she has never been to the glorichol club. Her husband easily beat her penalty points.It would be necessary to cross with him, can share experiences.

- And here is a taxi. Go. - Martha called us to the exit.

We drove about forty minutes on the road talking on abstract topics. The club itself was located in the suburbs. A two-storey red brick building surrounded by a fence, a forged door with a video camera eye and an intercom button. And not any signs.

- The club is private. Only for their own, and those who have already been here. I have already ordered the place. - Martha said by pressing a button.

A minute later the door clicked and opened. We walked along the sidewalk to the entrance and went to the club. The oddities began immediately. Immediately behind the entrance was a hallway. On the right is a small dressing room, because of summer time is empty. On the left was the reception desk. Behind her was a forty-year-old lady with thick red hair with a strong but not full figure, fully covered in latex. Black suit tightly fit her body showing all her pretty mouthwatering curves. The waist was rather tightly tied with a leather corset, which made her ass just tear up her pants and a rather large chest packed in latex was about to jump out of her captivity.

- About Martha. Good evening. Good to see you. And who is this with you? Again led the new ones. - She smiled at our companion with Miko.

- Hi Rose. Yes. This is the husband of one of the girls with what was with me last week, and I think he will become your regular. And his companion.

- Well. Here are the profiles fill in please. - Rosa put sheets of questionnaires and pens in front of me and Mika.

We coped quickly, and the questionnaires were not complicated, filling out the sheets returned to Rose.

- It is for you. For the competition. - Rose handed plastic bracelets with tags to Marta and Mike. Mika got number 26 on March 27. - Have a nice evening. Club cards later bring a waitress.

Thanking the woman we went to the club itself. The hall was almost the same as in the past restaurant. Just a little less. Bar counter, private niches and a stage in the middle near the dance floor. The same twilight, dim reddish lighting, dark walls. There was some kind of action on the stage. It was not even a striptease, it was more like a show. Three girls wriggled smoothly to the rhythmic music. And one was tied up with her hands and stood at the pillar. And the other two wriggled around her in a smooth dance with thick burning candles in their hands from time to time pouring melted wax on her chest and shoulders tied, she just moaned and tried to dodge, but her sufferings looked pretty playful.

It looked very erotic and clung more abruptly to striptease. Finally, we sat in our booth. Literally immediately the waitress approached us. A young girl of about twenty. Long blond hair was collected in the tail. In his mouth, ale ball gag. Knee-high boots with long heels fitted slender calves. On the nipples of playfully protruding breasts were clips from which hung chains. Behind the girl stuck up the most fluffy white tail as I understood it was attached to the anal plug, since I did not see any other fixings. The girl silently put the menu books in front of us and stood at the side of the table holding a notebook and pen while waiting for the order.

- Let me. - Martha took the menu and began to dictate the order.

Less than ten minutes later, salads, cuts and brandy appeared on our table.

- Well, for the acquaintance. And for joining our club. - Martha picked up the filled tara.

We drank and a little snack. I didn’t really want to eat, and while Miko wrapped her salad around, not forgetting to glance at something, then I looked around on the stage behind the three girls. Now they put the candles in and took in their hands, as I understood, soft lashes swirled around their girlfriend and knocked off wax drips with lashes. In the groin of this sight was a bit uncomfortable. I even regretted that the waitress gag, it would not be badly discharged as the last time.

- Well, how are you here? - Martha turned to Miko.

- Do not know yet. I heard from girls about this place. But the first time here. - She answered.

- Denis. Stop throwing glances at Miko. I understand that you are excited .... Read more →