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they began to drip on my anus hole, but I did not pay attention to it, until the head rested against it. A strong push and she overcame a tight little ring. I tried to jump off the penis, but one hand held my hair, and the second sent the penis deeper in the ass.

- Whore, good young whore - the fat man spoke in English.

Pushing deeper and deeper into his penis, he opened the coveted hole, which I rarely even gave to my husband. Having planted me to the base of his penis, his balls touched my pussy. Strongly slapping me on the ass, he slowly began to fuck the narrowest hole. Apparently the sound of a slap he liked, and he slapped me again. Then more and more. The halves burned from his blows, and in the ass burned from the drilling member. The pace was getting faster and faster. The fat man’s hot, sticky body was sticking to me, it was stuffy in the van, and I, too, was sweating with whine with the beat of his movements. Hot liquid splashed in my ass burning everything inside. For a few minutes he stood motionless, but I felt cuts in his penis, squeezing portions into me. With a squish he went out and his sperm flowed onto the iron floor. The torn back burned with fire, and I was afraid to move. And the fat man, having wiped his wet count on my hair, opened the door and pushed me out, the swimsuit panties fell on the asphalt. I barely bent over them and barely wearing myself, walked unevenly into my room. In the hot room of the van, the hops came out later, so my head cleared a little. Ignoring the surprised looks, I went to the room. Looking at myself in the mirror, I laughed.

- Whore you Anka - I said to myself.

In some thongs, disheveled, legs in the semen with erased knees and wrinkled red sides. Without washing myself out of strength, I fell into bed, wrapped myself in a blanket and sweetly fell asleep. Missed calls from her husband were unanswered today.

Day 6

Recovering after yesterday, taking a hot shower and drinking coffee, I went to the beach. Coming out of the hotel, I noticed a standing white van, in which the fat man used me yesterday. Digesting everything that happened yesterday, I did not feel shame or disappointment. It was frightening and exciting. In the end, it diversifies our gray family life. The husband always disappears, either at work or in the gym, and sexual energy asks for a way out. On the beach, throwing off the top of a swimsuit, I turned my back to the sun,

so that the tan was without a strip on the back. Two elderly Germans, who were not far away, paid attention to me and pushed their chaise lounges closer.

- You can smear my back - I turned to them.

Of course, both were right there and began to grease me with their rough palms. Having finished with my back, I turned to them bare-chested and smiled. Hands eagerly walked along the stomach, breasts alternately squeezing each. They had barely restrained their melting flesh. Thanking them, I stretched out on a towel, and they sat for a long time, devouring my eyes.

Passing by the pool, I smiled at Milos, but he defiantly turned away, and hugged some girl, apparently saw me leaving with the liquor store owner yesterday. I, too, touchy princess. After dinner, I settled in the room at the TV. Excused from idleness, I dialed the number, ordering a light dinner. Ten minutes later they knocked, Zdravko stood on the threshold. Leaving the tray on the table was about to leave, but I detained him. With difficulty explaining to him that I need a cocktail that he made yesterday at the very same warehouse. Just a couple of minutes we were standing there. Zdravko was mixing multicolored liquids, but I wasted no time in front of him squatting, and pulled off my shorts. The guy froze with the bottles in his hands, and I already wrapped my lips around his hanging member. Within seconds, he took a vertical position and no longer fit in his mouth. Shaking his hand and not letting the head out of my mouth, I ran my other hand into my shorts.A door slammed behind them, steps were heard on the steps, we froze. The bartender entered the wine cellar and stopped at what he saw.

- Come up - pulling a wet hand out of the shorts I called him.

But the guy stood and clapped his eyes. When I got up, I took off my T-shirt and my breasts elastically jumped out. Pink halos with standing nipples finally brought him to his senses, and he went up and stuck to one of them. Zdravko looking at it took the second breast, crushing it strongly and biting her nipple. Taking in one hand is already standing with a stake member, and the second is still just poured, I began to masturbate them, while the guys tormented my nipples. The bartender, running his hand in my shorts and not finding there panties, but only a shaved pubis and a wet hole, ran his fingers inside. In impatience, they put me on my stomach in a large box and the members were from both sides. Zdravko, pushing the ass halves, turned his pussy inside the oozing and the barman put his in my open mouth. Two pistons worked towards each other. Stars poured out of my eyes the pace was frantic. Tirelessly changing, they hammered their members into me. Lubricated from the excited crotch trickling down the legs. The first volley in the mouth of a thick sperm, from the bartender, I gladly swallowed. Tastier than her husband! Zdravko took out on my back. Out of breath, they began to tighten the shorts, and I straightened, stretching my stiff legs. Zdravko wiped away the traces of his sperm from my back with my T-shirt and gave it to me so that I could dress. Wet pattern flaunted in front, just between the breasts.

Day 7

Today is the last day of my vacation, tomorrow morning fly back home. The unforgettable vacation was coming to an end, and I was sad at the bar, sipping a cocktail and picking at the salad. Older Germans settled down at a nearby table, rubbing me yesterday and constantly winking at me. Having a good cocktail, I went to the pool, near which stood a large figure of Milos with a cherished knoll in swimming trunks. When he saw me, he first turned his nose, but when I started to get out of the water, he gave me his hand, but it did not go further. Stung by this behavior, I got angry. "What did he think he was about himself at all?" I thought evil. The bartender, smiling slyly, poured me another serving of the cocktail, but I ignored his attention signs, I looked at the large, pumped-up figure of Milos. Toward evening, I was again at the bar. But now I got ready, put on a little makeup, put on

my favorite short shorts, in which the priest was covered only half, a translucent white T-shirt, through which the chest showed through, and the only shoes with heels that I took with me. Needless to Milos paid attention. He began to spin around me, but still did not go to the contact. When he was once again close by, I put my palm on his knoll in shorts. He froze ...

Within five minutes we were already in my room, and I kneeling in front of him sucked the head of his big cock. Holding a massive trunk with my hand, I carefully absorbed the head. Having laid me on the edge of the bed, holding my legs up with one hand, I did not have time to take off my shoes, Milosz set up his giant at the entrance to the kitty and slowly began to push him inside. Reluctantly, the flesh parted as he let it in, I gasped shut my eyes, waiting for him to reach the end. A centimeter by a centimeter, and now he rested, I gasped loudly and clenched my fists. Giving a moment to get used to the walls, the piston moved in, giving great pleasure. Once again he came out of me, he did not come back for a long time, he was busy with something, but because of my upright legs, I did not see what was happening there. Only when something cold touched my anus, and then with shocks he began to stuff a member there, I realized that he took the cream from the table and spread it on the ass to make it easier to enter. This size was clearly not for me, and so I began to violently escape.

But where could I deal with this mountain of muscles. Punching his way through the fat member gradually went to its full length, and then began the way back, turning me inside out. And again tearing the walls of the anus moved inside. I screamed, wriggled, strung like a piece of meat on a skewer. The insides could not get used to the size in spite of the fact that Milosh temporarily stopped and added more cream.While he was lubricating the broken anus, I took a breath. He spread my legs wide apart and moans began to enter again. I caught a glimpse that the head of the penis was spotted with blood. “My God, what did he do ?!” I managed to think, and at that moment the fuck of my ass continued with a new force. Pumping up the burning anus again and again, Milos finally began to cum, lowering me into the intestine. I finally sighed with relief when he left my butt. Lowering my stiff legs, I could not move. Slowly mixed with sperm flowed out of the bed. The throbbing pain in the ass was nonetheless pleasurable.

***

Opening the front door with the keys, I stepped into our apartment. Having put my suitcase, I threw off my shoes and stretched sweetly, finally I was at home. The husband came out to meet me, hugged and lifted me up.

- How did you relax? - He asked after a long kiss.

“Fine, but you were missing,” I purred in his ear.

History written to order

9 comments
  • February 3, 2019 22:00

    Class !!

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  • February 3, 2019 23:04

    Class !!! Written by order? Whose wife is so fucking?))

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  • February 4, 2019 5:25

    Yes, rather the usual taboo fantasy.

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  • Sire (a guest)
    February 4, 2019 0:38

    What class is there? Again stupid hogwash garbage. Dark-haired, pumped up cool guys fucking a married stupid fool. This moronic cliché will never end. And this is despite the fact that in such vacations, beautiful women at least choose exactly blunt strokes or sports muscles in general. And damn, as always, big cocks. Well, still all these athletes are handsome, but the pancake that most infuriates about in such stories is that the husbands of the pancake always have small members. And at the retarded cabinets they damn well, they are always big!))) Well, idiocy is the same! It is always on vacation or just somewhere always a healthy athlete and ABSOLUTELY ALWAYS damn he has a big dick. Well, really did not get anyone this manic debilizm?

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  • February 5, 2019 18:07

    dude, this is a story to order. the customer is a turned cuckold or something that the wife cannot satisfy, relax.

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  • Sire (a guest)
    February 6, 2019 16:09

    Karson, it's all clear, I do not argue. But why exactly is always hefty pitching with necessarily large members? Idiocy in this!

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  • February 7, 2019 8:23

    he fucked her little pussy and she lay and didn’t smell anything that way better?)))

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  • February 7, 2019 15:22

    your suggestions?))

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  • February 9, 2019 14:56

    liked :)

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