My baby usually cried because I was hungry, I turned to walk from the yard to the house to feed him, but my friend Vic said: - come on, where are you? Give him here to me, what with the wee wonder here and there to carry? Let him sleep on the air! - Yes, I'm shy like that - I was beginning to make excuses, but Victoria was supported by another friend, Light: - Correct Vikusika says! And who are you ashamed of us? I looked around, the courtyard was empty, just an elderly Uzbek man was sweeping the yard and some two boys kicked the ball a short distance on the court. A little farther, in the sandbox playing children Vicky and Lights. - So relax friend, I'm always out walking their breast-fed. he continued to convince me Vick and I gave in, the more that child cry was becoming unbearable. I automatically undid the top two buttons of my dress and releasing the left breast, and began to feed the baby milk. Sated, the baby quickly fell asleep, but I began to zip up. But wait - suddenly said Light, and to be decanted as well? - Okay, then... - I muttered in response. - No need to pump and chest ache - not appeased she asks, - you're the one with milk that there is so much! It is not allowing me to button opened the top part of my dress. - Light, what are you doing? - I was indignant. Don't worry, old girl, now we quickly. Vicus, pass me the bottle. And Light began "milking" me to substituted Vic the bottle, and Victoria herself, meanwhile, is curiously bared my other breast: - And nothing from you, mother, Boobs! Jealous men I suppose that like? Vic, stop it! Will see. - scared I am in my nakedness. - Yes, and let see! Such beauty a sin to hide! Look at those nipples cast... Having said this the Vic rubbed my right nipple between his fingers and out of here like lightning suddenly struck, everything swam before my eyes from all the growing pleasure and excitement. Victoria, noticing this, sat down in front of me squatted and started to suck my swollen nipple. I quietly moaned at this moment. Sveta looked at me as if spellbound, for a long time throwing their occupation and set aside the bottle. - Wow! she exclaimed. I took the girl! Vick, meanwhile, undid me for the rest of the dress and pulled down the elastic band of cowards. - Girls, why are you? Don't! - I pleaded with his last strength, but it is unclear where the surging wave of bliss had already covered me. - Sorry, this passion is lost! - said Vika, - she would now be a man! - Why are you ofonarel? - startled she asks, - where to take it? Her husband is still off work didn't... And that what's wrong? - Vic nodded in the direction of the Uzbek - he is without a woman there are hard I suppose - Hey, Vic... is what What. Call me in the gazebo! Tell me, saying that the award to him for the good work relies... Sveta went for the janitor, and I'm sensing how it all ends, tried to escape from Viking hands. - Where are you stupid? You'll thank me! - Vika grinned, massaging my Clit. I immediately lost all will. And obediently waited, when she asks will bring me male. The Uzbek looked at first frightened and wanted to run away, but girl stopped him and almost power snatching his pants off, laid on me. The smell of tobacco and stale body slammed me in the nose. It was new for me (my husband not Smoking and wearing Cologne) . Something unexpected turned me even more against my will. I hugged an elderly Uzbek hips and glaring him in the hair began to kiss him passionately. Wow! As for the porn! - enthusiastically clapped her hands she asks. - Well, Olka, you give! - echoed her shout. - Who knew you were this insatiable? Does the janitor, escaping for a moment from my arms raised up to see me. He began to knead his dark hands around my lush white chest, then took my thighs and spread them apart. In a moment between my legs flashed through the head of his circumcised penis, and then I plunged into the ocean of bliss... When I woke up from a dream, Uzbek still puffed on me, and friends was no longer there. The corner of his eye in the gap between the boards, which were covered gazebo, I saw that they went to their kids fighting in the sandbox to keep them quiet. My kid slept peacefully in the stroller next to them... and then I heard native, familiar voice, it belonged to my husband: - Hey, ladies! And where is my Olga? - She moved away... now... - haltingly began to explain to him Vick Svetka. From the noise my child woke and began to whimper, and my husband began to get him to sleep. Janitor, sensing that something is not right, and wanted to sneak out, but I didn't give him this opportunity, firmly grasping his hands over scrawny buttocks. I again became excited by the thought that I, a faithful wife, a few steps from your loving husband give some dirty chock. Old Uzbek sensing my desire began to move faster, shoving my fleshy ass in the wooden floor of the gazebo and murmuring something in their language about the devil. "Oh my God, he's gonna get off on me! - flashed in my head and I'll have his blessed second, smoky, time he did not want to do it to me last night." And a powerful jet of semen flooded me inside, forcing me to go through a second orgasm for the day.