- G ... I say.
- Then let's start again. My name is Alex, and you? - naked stared expectantly at Karmazin.
“Alexey, too,” Karmazin said dryly, finally recovering himself.

- Is that so? You are already the third Lech in our ... company.
- Why the third? What does all this mean? - Karmazin suddenly came to his senses.
- Come on, I'll explain everything to you, just do not bother to fight. Good?
- Well? - Karmazin stared at the naked.
- Well, - continued naked, - Listen. I met her first of us, or rather the second, but he was the first to just go away with her, so we think that I am the first.
- Who are we?
- Do not interrupt. We are us. There were four of us before you came to her, Tanya. Each was with her no more than a year, then left. When I left, she invited me, as you did to a farewell dinner tonight. She always does this on Tatiana's day. Got it?
“Not yet,” said Karmazin, almost calming down.

- Listen again. She lives with each of us no more than a year. She came up with that for herself. She decided so, understand? - naked questioningly looked at Karmazin.
Karmazin did not answer and naked continued.
- You know, she decides everything herself. She meets herself, she leads herself, she expels herself. And with Tatyana's day she came up with herself. But there is one "BUT"! - naked significantly dragged on a cigarette and made a long pause.
- Well? What? What is "BUT"? - asked Karmazin.
- It is. This day belongs to us. On this day, we can do with it anything and anything.

- In what sense?
- In the very, that neither is direct. Have you ever fucked her in the ass?
“No,” Karmazin went limp.
- Then there is a chance to try. Take off your clothes, - naked got up.
- What for? - stupidly asked Karmazin and also got up.
- What are you, in a sheepskin coat love more? - laughed naked, putting out a cigarette in the ashtray.
In the corridor suddenly appeared a big guy with a huge member standing.
- Lech, where are you? - he asked, on the move opening the bathroom door, - Bah, our regiment arrived, - he suddenly exclaimed joyfully, noticing Karmazin, and entered the kitchen, stretching out his hand, - Misha.
“Alexey,” answered Karmazin, instinctively shaking the hand of the big man.
- Ha, the third is interesting. I'm alone here Misha, all the other Leshi and Pasha. What are you hanging around here, huh?
“I'm trying to explain to my new friend what's what,” the first naked intervened.
- Explained? - Misha asked.
- In outline.
- Oh, "Kay, then, Alex, my dear, throw your flowers to Lyuda and go ahead, the girl is waiting."

The big man hid in the bathroom.
Karmazin remained standing in the corridor, not knowing what to do. Be offended and leave? Who offended, for what?
He hesitated toward the front door.
- Well, be brave, Lech. What's the matter? - stopped his voice of the first naked, Karmazin stopped and listened without turning around. “Do you think now that the world is crumbling, that she deceived you, that you loved her, and she trampled on your love?” Yes? ... I thought so too at first, and then I understood. She does not belong to anyone. No one do you understand? Not to you, not to me, not Mishka with Pasha. She alone. This is her life. And we play in it the roles that it gives us. But today you have the right to it. So what if you are not alone? BUT?
“You don't understand,” Karmazin cried out and turned around.
She stood in the doorway of the room.
Karmazin immediately tensed at the sight of her naked body.
On her plump belly were visible traces of semen. Elastic breasts with unnaturally swollen, protruding nipples shamelessly looked at Karmazin.

She silently looked into his eyes with a kind of wet look, from which Karmazin immediately went limp.
- Why are you ...? - He tried sluggishly to resist, but She took the hand and pulled into the room.
Karmazin obeyed limply. Misha, who came out of the bathroom, picked up the flowers and a bottle from his hanging hands and pulled the sheepskin coat off his shoulder, making a sign with his lips to naked Alexey standing in the aisle.
Karmazin stood rooted to the spot in the middle of the room with naked men, and She frantically pulled off his shirt and jeans, throwing everything on the floor. Here she pulled off his pants, and his cock sadly hung in front of her face. She gently took it in her hand, bared the head and sent it into her mouth, slowly sucking it whole.

Karmazin felt some new strong feeling filling his whole body. My head pounded.
She, without letting his cock out of her mouth, slowly pushed him onto the bed and began to rhythmically suck, from which Karmazin felt his cock become wooden. After a minute of this frantic attack, Karmazin, almost delirious, began to violently cum in Her mouth. She slowed down and, without releasing the penis from her mouth, began to swallow what came out of him. So much and violently Karmazin never finished.
He lay on the bed devastated, crushed, smeared by her.
At that moment, he realized that he was ready to forgive her everything. And Her past betrayals and those former friends who fuck Her once in a year. He wanted to shout: “But I love You, I love,” but he did not shout. He felt something fall upon Her from above.
Karmazin opened his eyes.

Michael lifted Her over his waist and carefully laid back on Karmazin. Karmazin felt her belly wet from someone else's sperm stuck to his body. She opened his mouth, seized his lips, not allowing him to come to his senses. Someone's hand sent him an unexpectedly re-rising member between her legs, and She sighed down on him, her ass sticking out.
Karmazin saw Michael with an unnaturally large, protruding member squeezing the cream onto his hand and began to massage her crotch. She moved her booty, leaning on Karmazin and kissing him on the lips. Finally, Michael smeared the rest of his cream with his cock, massaged it a bit and gently inserted it into it. She froze. A wave of convulsions ran through her body. Michael began to slowly fuck her. Karmazin realized that he fucks her in the ass. She, at first frozen, suddenly released his lips and began to move over him faster and faster. A long, drawn-out moan suddenly burst from her lips, turning into a howl. Michael, breathing heavily, closed his eyes and just sat down and slid it onto his dick, choking on a gasp.

Karmazin, smeared on the bed, sweaty, in a strange sperm suddenly felt a rush of infinite tenderness. To her, to these guys.
He closed his eyes and surrendered to the power of a long all-consuming orgasm.

P. S. A year later, on the eve of Tatiana's Day, Karmazin, having overcome himself, called Her. An unfamiliar female voice told him that She had married three months ago and had left for Australia with her husband for permanent residence.