A little bit about yourself. Thirty-year-old woman, a small sprout, a little cute, but not one of those who turn around men, although the figure is not offended. True sisichki pumped up, too small, only the second size, loose buttocks and a little stout thighs. In short, an amateur. Married, but her husband is drunk. There was a peasant who sometimes fucked me so that the sperm would not get stuck, as he put it.
And then once, in October 92g. bypassed another Khrushevka. I call the apartment, opens a man of about 40, in a T-shirt, sweat pants, slightly under the gas. Well, I'm not used to it. I go in the apartment is quiet, I look at the counter. Checking the book, a huge debt! I ask if you can go to the kitchen, write out a receipt. The guy hesitated a little, but then he resolved. I walk down the corridor, he follows me, I open the door and ... I get up rooted to the spot. In the kitchen, in a cigarette smoke, at a table filled with bottles, sit five men. I was jerked back, but there is a man.
- He said, substituting the stool.
With a trembling hand, I began to fill in the receipt, with only one thought in my head, that feet should be done!
- began the man.
- I squeezed out of myself.
- I whimpered.
They won't leave me alone, I thought, and with a creaking heart I agreed to sit for a while. After the first glass, I looked more closely at the peasants. And they are all in the headdresses with domes !!! But behave decently, politely ask about this, about this. I drank more and say, they say thank you, it's time for me.
EVERYTHING! Pizzer! LOOKED !!!
- I asked plaintively.
I'm certainly not the first time, but then in front of one, and so ... Bashfully embarrassed, with trembling hands took off the sweater, pulled off her skirt ...
Kolyan, a snout, healthy bull, lustfully licking his thick lips, immediately grabbed my tits, squeezing them tightly with thick fingers.
- loudly slapping his palm on my buttocks.
He led me into the room, led me to a deep, crushed armchair, which was still miraculously preserved.
- the man said, lowering his pants. Catching my legs under my knees, I lifted my legs high and strong, sharply blowing my dubinushka!
I gasped loudly, with my thighs hopping furiously. Without ceasing to groan and howl, I barely restrained myself not to shout. Kolyan's evil, red face was very close to mine, and occasionally, without ceasing to fuck, he stuck deeply into my lips. So evil and aggressively nobody ever fucked me! He finished long and violently, finished in me, without taking the fuck out of her pussy, trying to pour everything into me, to the last drop, painfully and strongly pressing my hands, my sisichki!
After a shower, naked, I returned to the kitchen. Along the line, the men took me into the room, obediently lay down on the sofa and satisfied their lustful passion! In different poses, in all holes!
After serving everyone, I lay on the couch for two hours, unable to move while the men drank and gained strength.
The next day I quit my job.
The men before my departure took me to the Polaroid. I could not find my panties and bra, apparently someone left it as a keepsake.
A little bit about yourself. Thirty-year-old woman, a small sprout, a little cute, but not one of those who turn around men, although the figure is not offended. True sisichki pumped up, too small, only the second size, loose buttocks and a little stout thighs. In short, an amateur. Married, but her husband is drunk. There was a peasant who sometimes fucked me so that the sperm would not get stuck, as he put it.
And then once, in October 92g. bypassed another Khrushevka. I call the apartment, opens a man of about 40, in a T-shirt, sweat pants, slightly under the gas. Well, I'm not used to it. I go in the apartment is quiet, I look at the counter. Checking the book, a huge debt! I ask if you can go to the kitchen, write out a receipt. The guy hesitated a little, but then he resolved. I walk down the corridor, he follows me, I open the door and ... I get up rooted to the spot. In the kitchen, in a cigarette smoke, at a table filled with bottles, sit five men. I was jerked back, but there is a man.
- He said, substituting the stool.
With a trembling hand, I began to fill in the receipt, with only one thought in my head, that feet should be done!
- began the man.
- I squeezed out of myself.
- I whimpered.
They won't leave me alone, I thought, and with a creaking heart I agreed to sit for a while. After the first glass, I looked more closely at the peasants. And they are all in the headdresses with domes !!! But behave decently, politely ask about this, about this. I drank more and say, they say thank you, it's time for me.
EVERYTHING! Pizzer! LOOKED !!!
- I asked plaintively.
I'm certainly not the first time, but then in front of one, and so ... Bashfully embarrassed, with trembling hands took off the sweater, pulled off her skirt ...
Kolyan, a snout, healthy bull, lustfully licking his thick lips, immediately grabbed my tits, squeezing them tightly with thick fingers.
- loudly slapping his palm on my buttocks.
He led me into the room, led me to a deep, crushed armchair, which was still miraculously preserved.
- the man said, lowering his pants. Catching my legs under my knees, I lifted my legs high and strong, sharply blowing my dubinushka!
I gasped loudly, with my thighs hopping furiously. Without ceasing to groan and howl, I barely restrained myself not to shout. Kolyan's evil, red face was very close to mine, and occasionally, without ceasing to fuck, he stuck deeply into my lips. So evil and aggressively nobody ever fucked me! He finished long and violently, finished in me, without taking the fuck out of her pussy, trying to pour everything into me, to the last drop, painfully and strongly pressing my hands, my sisichki!
After a shower, naked, I returned to the kitchen. Along the line, the men took me into the room, obediently lay down on the sofa and satisfied their lustful passion! In different poses, in all holes!
After serving everyone, I lay on the couch for two hours, unable to move while the men drank and gained strength.
The next day I quit my job.
The men before my departure took me to the Polaroid. I could not find my panties and bra, apparently someone left it as a keepsake.