My name is Dasha. My husband Dima and I have been living for a long time. I was faithful to him,although men always paid attention to me and made obscene suggestions and hints,and when I work in a Bank of respectable men very much and not everyone would refuse. My husband Dima has a very good childhood friend Sergei. He often comes to us for no reason,on the weekends we sometimes the three of us drink,socialize,sing songs under a guitar. Imperceptibly I fell in love with it,but I drove these thoughts from myself and anything does not allow this. The time has come.when he joined the army for 2 years. I wrote him letters from myself and on behalf of my husband,he answered.Flew 2 years and he came. Dima was very happy and decided to celebrate this event at our home. He asked me to set the table and dress up. I set the table and went to get dressed. Decided to wear your favorite Dima red blouse,beige short skirt,white panties leave,tights or stockings to wear and too hot. Sergey came and we sat down at the table. Ate, drank-they vodka,I wine, talked. Sergei told us about the service and various curious cases. Vodka was pouring down the river and soon my husband broke. Dima had tried to come sit with us,but it did not last long-he fell on the couch and began to snore. I'm pretty drunk, too. Since we came out from behind the Desk and sat on the sofas opposite each other,continued their conversation.

I noticed that his eyes continually dropped to my feet and wandered along my figure,and when he saw the sparkle of white panties,his eyes shone. Slow music was playing and Sergey asked me to dance,I agreed. In the dance we hugged and slowly circled, he began to kiss me. I couldn't say no to him,as she wanted, and replied Sergei with a passionate kiss. So we stood in the middle of the room and kissed. Sergei took me by the hand and carried me to the kitchen,where we continued to kiss even more passionately,inflaming each other. I could not hold back my desire any longer, I was breathing heavily and was all wet. Kneeling down, I unbuttoned Sergei's pants and pulled out his stiff cock. I put my lips around him and took him in my mouth. How pleasant it was! Closing his eyes, I caressed his tongue and sucked like a whore. Sergei put his hand on the back of my head and began to increase the pace and depth of penetration. Already fully its trunk entered in my mouth reaching for his throat,and his balls beat against my chin. A little more moving Sergey pressed my head to his pubis and finished deep into my mouth. When it was over,we checked whether sleeping Dima and went to the kitchen to smoke. I was a little what happened,and Sergei too. Kneeling down, I again began to caress his cock, he began to slowly rise. A little sucking it, I pulled away, took off my panties and sat on the table spread her legs. Sergei took the hint and pressed his lips to my pussy. His tongue slid between my juicy lips, got to the clitoris and began to pull at him. Sergei introduced the middle finger into my crotch and continuing to caress the clitoris began to move it. Pressing the head of Sergei to his wet girl, I quickly finished. Sergei took me by the hair and dragged me to the bathroom.In the bedroom it was impossible to go,as at any moment could Wake up my husband. In the bathroom, Sergei bent me cancer, putting his chest on the washing machine, lifted her skirt and abruptly entered me. I groaned with pleasure. He started at a frantic pace to fuck me, and I just had to hold on to the edge of the machine and quietly whine.

Suddenly Sergey has left me and I moistened with saliva the anus sent his member. I groaned: "Don't..."but Sergey was adamant. Of course,my husband shared with him over a glass of intoxicating secrets of our intimate life and Sergei knew that I was not against anal. A little clicking on the anus, he was there-my ass is designed by my husband and easily lets himself. A second of pain, muffled by alcohol and here it is, pleasure! Sergei has already no doubt started to hammer my ass. In the ass all already squished, and he fucked and fucked Manya and could not get enough. Finally Sergei took me by the hair and put me on his knees, ordered to open his mouth wide and began to cum. Jizz fountain was endless,cum hit me on the face.in my mouth. A little more and he's done. I swallowed his seed and took Sergei's limp cock in my mouth to suck every drop and lick it. We smoked,Sergei got dressed and went home,and I took a shower and went to bed. He lay down next to her husband,the priest a little burned,but it was nice to remember what it was. In the morning my husband woke up from a wild riser, apparently hungover his cock was a stake, Dima began to molest me. I did not want anything and then he forcefully turned me on my stomach,spread his legs and tried to enter me,but everything was dry and Dima did not work. I thought about Sergei, remembered how I sucked him that night, how he furiously fucked me and I flowed. The husband rushed into my bosom, and with a groan I began to have. I came again, and after me and Dima with a loud roar of the winner filled my back with sperm. After lunch, I as though nothing had happened, went to work in the Bank,and the friends again sat at the table - was treated for a hangover. Sitting in a chair at work, I kept thinking about the night and my panties were getting wet. My husband doesn't know what the fuck I am. He doesn't know I'm fucking Sergei behind his back and I like it. He thinks I'm a faithful wife and a chaste girl. Well, let him think so.
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