Natalya Ivanovna refused to believe in what was happening. The smell of incense and incense was dizzy. From the mournful monotonous bubnezh father pounded in the temples. Among the hubbub of the crowd that filled the church, she clearly distinguished the sobbing of the mother. What was happening was as if in a fog through the veil of the veil. Fearing to turn her head, she with her skin felt to her right the imposing figure of her fiance. He was tall, distinguished by his heroic build, in ceremonial uniform, in orders, with a proud posture, a luxuriant gray mustache and a balding bald head in the light of numerous candles next to the fragile, low 18-year-old Tatochka, who were proudly and stately standing for her contented Polikarp Semenovich Stolbov, a retired general 57 years old - a rich widower.

Natalia Ivanovna saw him for the second time in her life. For the first time, she glimpsed him a month ago. He attended a family dinner, talking only with the girl's father. Natashin's father was glad that his fourth daughter, the youngest and most beloved, had such a brilliant game. His wife did not share her husband's delights. The difference of almost 40 years between her daughter and son-in-law did not like her. The new relative was older than herself by as much as 20 years. But she could not oppose anything against her husband’s will. Natasha, frozen in horror, saw how this huge old man was pulling her hands towards her. Lifting his veil, he bent his head and pressed his hard lips to the tender lips of his young wife. Taking her hand, he led her out of the church. Natalya Ivanovna reached the carriage as if she were still lifelessly rearranging her legs.

Relying on the hand of her husband, she sat down in it, finally stunned by the howling of the crowd, excited by the ringing of coins, which generously threw into the crowd servants Polykarp Semenovich. The carriage headed in the direction of the generals manor. Behind her stretched a string of crews, which drove the guests. At the festive dinner, Tata could not swallow a single piece. Silently recovering she peeked at her husband. He was in a great mood, he ate a lot with appetite, drank a lot and kept staring at her with a prickly heavy look, which made her face bright. In her new home she went all alone. The general refused to even take her faithful maid Akulin, saying that the house was already full of servants. At the end of the dinner, the general personally escorted Tatochka to her room and left. There she was met by a portly woman of 30 years old.

“I am Anna, Mr. General told me to be with you. Let me help you to expose yourself, ma'am, ”she said, and sitting down the girl in a chair, she began to slowly undress her. Tata meekly raised and lowered her arms and legs helping to take off her clothes. When only the thinnest lower shirt remained on her, the new maid invited her to go to the toilet. There was a huge wooden tub from which steam was rising. Restraining the moan of pleasure Natasha took off her last clothes and plunged into the hot water, feeling how terrible tension was leaving her. I had to get out of the water when it finally cooled down. Tata stood limply while her new maid wiped a dry red body from hot water. After finishing the maid took her back to the room. “Lie down, madam, your husband will come soon,” the maid fussed.

Tata wanted to wear a shirt, but Anna took it with the words "not ordered." Tata climbed onto the bed naked, flushing with shame all over. She wanted to cover the nakedness with a veil, but he was “not ordered”. With a small mouse, knees tucked to her chin, Natasha sat and waited with horror what would happen next. The general entered his wife. The uniform was half unbuttoned. He collapsed into a chair, Anna darted toward him and began to pull off his boots. Then her nimble fingers began to unfasten numerous small buttons on the uniform.The maid also took off her master's trousers and disappeared from Natasha's sight. In one shirt, which covered the hips of the old man, he went to the bed of his wife and sat down. He grabbed her in his arms with huge hands and put them on his lap. His hands began to rudely and painfully knead two young tender breasts.

He strongly pulled his nipples with his fingers and laughed while listening to her scream. Then he opened his mouth to wet kiss the bride on the lips. Pushing his fingers on his cheeks, he forced her to open his mouth and stuck his tongue in there. Having closed his eyes, the general quickly moved Tatochka in his mouth, without stopping to twist tiny pale pink nipples in his fingers. Having laid her on the bed, he shouted - “Anka, get ready!” And went somewhere. Debel Anna with silk scarves tied the hands and feet of a young lady to the headboard. Then, from a small jug, she splashed oil on her palm and began to massage her young mistress between her legs. Oshalev from what is happening Tata did not even twitch. The sensations from someone else’s hand in their most secluded place were unusual and pleasant. Between the legs everything was slippery. Anna gently slippery fingers parted the slit of the lady and began to rub the oil in a little tubercle, closed hood of the skin. Tata felt everything flare up between her legs and pulsate.

The oil cooled the skin. Anna stepped aside and the general climbed onto the bed. He was completely naked. From the gray tuft of hair in his crotch stuck a huge leather club of alo-gray color. It was half the size of the Tatochkina hand. Under the bludgeon there were two large leather bags, one slightly lower than the other. The general settled between two young legs and began to poke his baton into the swollen crotch of the young lady. He was breathing heavily and feverishly fumbled at the girl's fresh pink flesh. Hands, he again began to torment the two apples of the breast. The tip of his baton slid across the oil crack. Taking a member in his hand, the general sent the head into a tiny hole closed by a film of innocence. Tata felt the tension.

Polikarp Semyonovich puffed on his hips and pushed his monster inside the girl. The oil made it easier to slip, but Tate was still very painful. She did not dare shout, for she understood that her husband was in her own right. So she bit her lip and moaned softly. The general finally inserted his penis all the way, pressing his big hairy belly to the hollow Tata's tummy. Taking the nipple in his mouth, he, like a baby, sucked in his strength and began to pull the eldu out of his wife. Taking it all he looked at her mezhznozh. There was a bloody smudge of slits, and there was also blood on the big bloated prick. Polikarp Semyonovich grunted enough and began to ram the unhappy hole again.

He slowly pressed the member inside until it stops and just as slowly pulled it back. Tears flowed from Natalia Ivanovna’s eyes. The old man worked on the girl for 10 minutes now and then dropping his wet mouth to her nipples, then to her lips. The hemispheres of the breasts glistened with saliva, Tata was breathing heavily from the long passionate kisses. And suddenly the husband pressed his bald head to her neck and began to twitch all over. Inside the Tata it became warm and smelled wet. Omartye member slipped out of the mocked hole, and she felt like after him something pours out of her. The general got out of the alcove. Naked, he sat down in a chair and threw back his head, came back to himself, stroking his large belly overgrown with gray hair. From somewhere, Anna appeared noiselessly. In her hands was a wet towel and she gently rubbed the fallen member of the host. Then she wiped the blood and semen from her young mistress with gentle, gentle movements, untied her and carefully covered her with a veil. The general rose, dressed in a luxurious silk robe and retired to his chambers.

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