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hand behind her back, caught Denis's peg and sent it to herself. He abruptly entered my anus, and we both screamed in pain. It seemed to me that they pierced me through with a lance. The decrepit couch creaked, we could hear our intense breathing, interrupted by moans. I had two boys at once, and their members rubbed against each other inside of me. Their hands struggled with each other for the right to crush my breasts. I never imagined how nice it is, and what an unusual feeling! Denis shouted in fright when the experienced Gosh entered him. It was a real bohemian decadence, sensual and depraved. When I was tired of pleasure, I drove them all away. Gosh gave me a drink of cognac, covered the rug and quietly left the studio. Thank you, gosh! You are a true friend.

***

At the smoking room met Petrovich. Well. A disabled person sentenced to a wheelchair is making progress. My efforts are beneficial, and I'm really a doctor. The real one. Petrovich as quickly as he could, hobbled to me.

- Lyubov Sergeyevna, good health!

- And you do not get sick, Petrovich.

- Love Sergeyevna, maybe more ... Well, give me ...?

- May be. Tonight I will be on the fourth floor in the treatment room. If you get there, I'm yours.

- Got it. Thank you, Lyubov Sergeyevna! I'll get there, be sure to get there.

He reached. I woke up at night from shuffling steps. A soft knock and the door opened.

- Love Sergeyevna! - there was a loud whisper - I got it!

- Come on in, "eagle." What can you do with it.

Locked the door to the key. Priper, lover's fucking. Well, time to pay debts.

- Lyubasha, daughter! I love you, my beautiful you ...

- Not yours.

- Now - my - he happily objected, undressing, - Daughter, undress, too! I did not see you naked even once.

- Call me on “you”, Vladimir Petrovich.

- Let me lick you a pussy!

- Don't, Petrovich. Let's get it over with quickly. I still need to sleep, - I said, undressing.

Lay naked on the couch and spread her legs.

“I dreamed all week how I would lay you down,” said Petrovich happily. “To climb such a beautiful woman — and then at least to the next world!”

He fiddled with a condom. Petrovich had no problems with erection. He climbed onto the couch, settled between my legs and began to adjust his unit. I had to help him. With a stifled “Oooh!” He flopped at me. She tapped the wall of the couch, Petrovich puffed tensely, his thin ass rose and fell, the testicles in the saggy old scrotum were crawling in my crotch. He tried to kiss me, but I pulled him off. This time he puffed long. I managed to bleed my cheek. Then he began to really gasp.

- Love Sergeyevna! Take me by the balls, please! Cumming!

He was twitching, and I was rubbing his testicles with my fingers. Finally, he calmed down, sprawling on me.

- Well, everything, everything. Everything, I said! Slap off, finally!

Back to the chamber, I took him on the chair, he himself would not have reached.

I never managed to sleep. On the way back, I was intercepted by a middle-aged man. He was from the neurological department where hot spot veterans were treated. His face was alarmed.

- Doctor, there we have a bad brother!

- I'm not a doctor, I'm a nurse. Call the nurse on duty.

- So in fact there is no one! At least you know where to put it.

We reached the chamber into which he had pushed me. I did not have time to blink and an eye, as was surrounded by several men. I tried to run back, but at once several hands kept me.

- Uh, what the hell! Well, let out!

“C'mon, sis,” said a large man, smiling affably, “You give old men, and we are worse?” Yes, we are all on the selection.

“Let me pass, otherwise I will plant you.”

- No, you will not plant. We have a certificate, ”said someone from behind, and everyone laughed.

- Come on, sis, make a pleasant heroes. You will like it too.

I wanted to shout, but I squeezed my throat, and I wheezed. Immediate voice osyp.

- What are you doing, creatures!

I was already firmly held and silently dragged off the robe and underwear.

“Leave the stockings and shoes,” someone said briskly.

Two picked me up and held me in my arms. Someone from behind held his throat. Two held my hands and spread my legs, holding them under my knees. The same big guy came up to me with a friendly smile and let down his pants. He spat on his palm and smeared the head of his big cock with saliva. Holding his dick, he began to drive his burgundy head over my pi's lips, gradually delving into me. Then, slowly, I began to fuck me, plunging deeper and deeper with every thrust, until I was finally filled with his not very hard but voluminous member. He put his hand on the back of my head and squeezed my hair in my hand, pressed his mouth to mine. Having overcome the resistance, the language of the man got into my mouth. In vain I tried to avoid touching my tongue with his. At the same time he continued to fuck me. His tremors gradually weakened. Finally, he pulled out of me his sagging penis.

- Fuck, not worth it. Bitch...

His place was taken by another. Thin, dark, who held me by the throat. He fucked me not long, for a minute. Finished at me and walked away.

“Fuck, we’re already tired of keeping up,” those two grumbled.

- Will you suck? Sucking off - let go.

“I won't,” I croaked.

I was brought to the table and bent, holding hands. Someone was fucking me from behind, clamping his mouth with his hand. Then another, painfully clutching at my chest. The two did not stand, at least they said so. I think they just felt sorry for me. The latter put me on the bed with his stomach and climbed on top. His penis climbed between the hips and found the way to my reddened long-suffering pi. He rode for a long time and snuffled at me, slapped me on the buttocks and thighs, and also finished inside. After that, I did not cause any interest. They put a dressing gown on me, put the laundry in my hands and put it out of charge.

"Heroes of hot spots"! I was sick, and I hardly reached the shower, leaving a drop of sperm on the floor.

***

- Love Sergeyevna! - our director addressed me by phone - Imagine, we are not renewed the license! So, there will be no financial support. Help me please! Only you can get on with these bureaucrats.

Yes I can. Get on with one of these bureaucrats. There was a queue for this bureaucrat, but when I called myself, the secretary invited me out of turn.

- Love Sergeyevna! What are the fates! Shouted the bold, bespectacled type delightedly.

- You know how. What is the history of the license?

He made a feigned sympathetic face.

- The licensing rules have changed, he sighed with hypocritical regret. Therefore, I can not sign. We'll have to redo everything, but you need to keep up to the day after tomorrow, I'm going on vacation.

- We can somehow solve this problem?

“Mmm ... Everything is in your hands, Lyubov Sergeyevna,” he purred in a sincere voice and stared at me expectantly.

I slowly took off my raincoat, put it on a chair. Went around the table and knelt before him. Smiling rather, he got up from his chair and began to unbutton his pants. After lowering his pants to his knees, he pressed the link button.

- I'm not, Svetochka!

- Well, Ilya Borisovich.

Then his belly and thighs hung over my face. I raised myself, adjusting to his height. She opened her mouth. He put his head on the back of my head and put his little stinky penis with the smell of stagnant urine into my mouth. I had to work a few minutes with my lips before some kind of erection appeared.

- Open wider, Lyubov Sergeyevna.

I had to open my mouth, as at a dentist’s appointment, and the official at that time was playing his trick: he put his eggs in my mouth with the penis. I can breathe tolerably, but the mouth full of hair from the scrotum, a small dick crawls around my palate. Ilya Borisovich snuffled, making his farm microscopic movements in my mouth. I managed to grope the tip of his tongue with the tip of the tongue. A little caressing movements of the tongue, and the member of the bureaucrat began to languidly pour out the semen under my tongue.

Then I stood and waited for him to sign. The lower jaw ached violently. After receiving the paper, I smiled and let out a trickle of sperm from my mouth.Right on the fly of his pants.

Kate Miranda.

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  • December 23, 2018 18:48

    Fighting woman! I especially liked bohemian decadence!

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