Lena made a last attempt to fight off, trying unsuccessfully to remove his palms from there, but his strong, steel-like hands continued to touch her elastic buttocks. Feeling that all her efforts were useless, she finally resigned herself and considered the lasting seconds of Igor's absence as an eternity. Seeing the humility of his victim, he removed one hand from her ass and courageously clapped her left breast under the dress. Lena wanted to push him away with the last of her strength, but the forces were too unequal. He firmly pressed her back with one hand, and his second hand already firmly squeezed her chest, advising him not to rock the boat, otherwise it would hurt her. Lena was in despair, and at the same time, to her horror, she was excited by the actions of this insolent person, feeling how her thong was soaked.

Next - worse, he, completely ohame, pulled her left breast out of the dress, and without letting go of her firmly clapping hands, licked her protruding cherry nipple. She was like a doll in his hands, and he did what he wanted with her. Removing her hand from her left breast, he grabbed her right now, and pulled her out of the dress, licked her nipple too. Lena trembled with fear, shame and arousal, her legs buckled, and she would certainly have fallen if he had not firmly held her ass and chest. The whole hall, including me, with bated breath, watched this incredible scene. Then Igor appeared, who, with his build and growth, looked more threatening than this boor, patted him on the shoulder, said something in his ear, after which Vitalik reluctantly opened his arms, and Lena, who had received his freedom with bare breasts and protruding nipples, now slipped into Igor's arms.

I saw it all beautifully, but I was buried in a chair in a stupor and did not interfere, thinking about when and how Lena would stop, allowing herself all this goddamnedness. At this time, one of the ownerless beauties joined me, offering to drink an acquaintance. I was so angry with my wife, this bloke and Igor, that I poured champagne into glasses. The girl, Alain, offered to drink on brotherhood. I agreed, we intertwined, drank to the bottom, after which she stuck to my lips. Having lost my head, I responded to her kiss, and she sat down on my knees, showing off her smooth, strong legs, looking out from under her short skirt. Inflamed, I reached into her panties and felt at first smoothly shaved pubis, and then gentle shaved petals of the womb. Alyona moaned moanly, without interrupting me, but I soon with might and main wounded my fingers in her juicy pussy. If it were not for the remark of the administrator who approached, I would probably have gone far, but his sharp voice cooled us, and Alain got down from my knees, asking sarcastically:

- And what is this whore sitting at your table?

- Take it easy on the corners, honey, this is my wife.

- Oh wow! Why does she then dance first with one man, allowing him everything, then with your companion like a whore, not being ashamed that he, for all, is pawing her? In addition, she still shines bare boobs!

- We quarreled with her here, and she is taking revenge on me for that. Probably, she is really a hidden whore, since she behaves so. Maybe she went over the champagne, so she blew the roof off her. I'll go and deal with her, - I was going to get up, but Alain caught my hand, saying:

- Yes, to hell with her, let him have fun, you will have an extra trump card in your hands, but if you go to understand, show her your weakness and what you love and jealous of her, giving her the most pleasure for her . Therefore, pretend that you do not care that she turns the tricks with someone, let her go mad, and you annoy her even more, behaving with me as your companion with your wife.

I liked her idea, and we went to the dance floor, where we found them dancing and hugging like doves in love. I met her eyes with hers, but pretended that I didn’t care what she was doing. Most likely, it turned out to be my fatal mistake, and it caused such anger in her that she dug into Igor's mouth with a passionate kiss, and in response I began to kiss passionately Alain. When the ballad ended, Alain attracted me to the street to smoke. There she encouraged me by saying that everything was going according to plan, and soon my wife would burst with jealousy and anger. When we returned, we sat down at the table and drank a couple of toasts for good luck and love, then we danced a couple more slugs, but I did not notice either my wife or Igor. I suggested that they were gone and now they are most likely getting fucked in a rented hotel room or somewhere else, but Alain reassured me, saying that my wife is trying to make me even more mad, in fact they hid somewhere and will appear after a while. As proof of her words, she showed me her purse, without which, as she assured me, she would not have gone anywhere for long.

And at this time, Igor, inflamed by intimacy with Lenka, previously impregnable, and the amount of alcohol consumed, carried her by the hand to a secluded place where he could quietly engage in the seduction of his new passion without the presence of prying eyes. He noted that the restaurant’s hall, which is located outside the restaurant’s walls, is now closed, as it was already autumn, and if it was still relatively warm during the day, it was chilly in the evening and there were no freezing hunters. And since the hall was fenced with a two-meter-long rabbi completely covered with a thick wall of girlish grapes, hiding visitors from the eyes of passers-by, he decided to bring his plan to seduce my faithful wife until now, if only he thought the door leading here was would be open.

Well, it was open, since it served as a smoking room for a few smokers from the attendants. Reaching the long-awaited door, he did not meet any of the restaurant staff, and the door, fortunately, was open. Having rejoiced in the shower, he dragged Lena into the most secluded corner, in which there were 4 chairs around the table, and next to it was a massive and spacious leather sofa. This was the sofa that Igor landed on, putting Lena on his knees, facing him. Lena, under the influence of a bottle of champagne drunk, completely lost control and communication with reality, and even a quarrel with me played a role in what was happening. In addition, she felt Igor as her savior and wrapped her arms around his neck, clung to his lips in a passionate kiss, which finally broke the roof off her unfortunate lover, who, forgetting about all precautions, and that which seduces my wife, in a flash pulled off her dress, and Lena was naked topless, in one thong.

Kissing and massaging her breasts and hard nipple cherries, he did not notice that they were followed by three of the same guys headed by Vitalik, who were right behind them from the very beginning. Passion overwhelmed Lena too, and she squirmed in his arms, not noticing, or not wanting to notice, that Igor cleverly pulled the thong off her strong hips. With one hand holding her back, he kissed her luxurious breasts, and the second pulled the wet lips of her bosom. Not encountering any resistance from her, he penetrated into it, first with one and then with the other fingers, developing her hot and juicy vagina.

Emboldened, he unzipped the zipper on his trousers, pulling out a tense and languishing member that matched his powerful tall figure - straight, long and thick, like a sausage stick, and when Lena closed his eyes, groaning with pleasure, he gently directed his baton in her bursting hot hole. Lena involuntarily sat down, being a third stretched on this drin. Not understanding anything, she opened her eyes wide and with a dumb question looked at Igor, who, holding her waist tightly, pulled her even deeper, but her vagina, although it was used to my cock, was not ready to immediately accept such a monster. Having come to her senses, she sobered up and abruptly jumped up from his knees. A member of Igor, jumping out of pleasant captivity, dangling left and right, like a Chinese dummy, and Lena, beside herself with indignation, gave him a biting slap with the words:

- Are you completely ohrenel? Conceived to fuck me, and even without prezik? ... Read more →