Two bodybuilders fuck a young guy with a strapon in the ass


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It happened in the summer, it was Friday, I was driving home after work. My wife called me and said that she and her friend Olya were sitting in a cafe. I drove up to the cafe and went up to them. Sveta saw me and waved her hand to me so that I could see where they were sitting. Besides them, a guy I didn’t know was sitting at the table. The wife introduced us, saying that this is Olga’s acquaintance, his name is Igor. We greeted and I sat down at a table. They had been here for more than an hour, had had time to drink brandy and were tipsy. Igor offered to drink to our acquaintance, and soon we were chatting merrily like old acquaintances, he turned out to be a sociable man, pouring funny stories with anecdotes. Our table was located in a niche and we were kind of aloof. Sveta and Igor were sitting on a small sofa, while Olya and I were sitting opposite on chairs. Slow music began to play and my wife pulled Igor to dance, Olya and I went too. The hall in the cafe was decorated with mirrors and the dancers were reflected in them. During the dance, when my wife and Igor were behind my back, I suddenly saw in one of the mirrors that Igor’s hands lay on my wife’s ass and at the same time she did not even bother to remove them. When I turned to them again, everything was decent, I even thought that it seemed to me, but as soon as I turned away, everything repeated itself. I attributed what was happening to a slight intoxication, we sat down at the table and continued to have fun. For the next slow dance, we again went with Olya, while Sveta and Igor remained at the table. I noticed how he dropped his hand under the table and put it on Sveta’s leg. And she didn’t even try to remove it. They laughed and chatted about something, while his hand rose higher and higher and soon disappeared under her skirt. I was thrown into a fever, I did not know what to do: to stuff his face and make a scandal or wait and see how events would develop further. I went outside and lit a cigarette. After thinking, I decided to pretend I got drunk and see how they behave. I returned to the table and began to put my plan into action. I ordered another brandy, pretended to be on an empty stomach. I either carried all sorts of nonsense, then tried to dance or sing songs, then pretended that I wanted to sleep. They gradually relaxed, thinking that I did not notice anything. In the dance, Igor pressed my wife with might and main, a couple of times they even kissed while I chatted with Olya. I was very excited, I wanted to understand how far they can go if they are not disturbed. I began to demand in a drunken voice that we go home. Sveta said that they don’t do that, the guys invited us, and I got drunk and she was uncomfortable in front of them. I said that let them come to visit us. We went out into the street, I pretended to be so drunk that I could not drive. Sveta took the keys from me and asked Igor to get behind the wheel. Olya and I sat back, and Sveta went forward. In the car, I pretended that I was very bad and lay down on Ole’s lap so that I could see between the front seats. My wife swore at me that I dishonor her in front of friends, and I pretended to fall asleep. Sveta said to Olya: “Look, he is sleeping or not.” Olya shook me, but I just mumbled something indistinct. I needed them to decide that I could not hear them. Igor again began to stroke my wife’s legs, she spread them slightly and his fingers penetrated into her panties, Sveta did not remain in debt and her hand, unzipping his trousers, slipped inside and began to stroke him. Then my wife turned to us and pushed me, I pretended to be asleep. She laughed and said that in this state I could not be woken up from the cannon. Then she began to behave more boldly. She unbuttoned his trousers and he stood up a little on the seat, lowered his trousers with panties to his knees. A healthy member fell out of there, it hadn’t quite got up yet, but even so it was striking in its size. It was thick, with a large head, and quite long. Sveta turned to Olya and said: “You were right, he is super, I have long wanted to try such a member.” Olya laughed: “It’s good that Ilya didn’t hear you.” The wife bent down and took his cock in her hand. I ran it down the penis, exposing the head, which in size and shape resembled a large plum. Without looking up from the road, Igor put his right hand on her head and directed her to the standing member. Sveta opened her mouth and her tongue licked her head. Olya asked: “Well, sweet candy?” The wife laughed and clasping her lips, began to suck, making smacking sounds. My penis was about to rip my pants, I could hardly keep calm so as not to give myself away. Meanwhile, Sveta released his penis from her mouth and began to kiss and lick it along its entire length. She kissed the head, licked the balls, stroking the barrel with her hand. My wife and I practiced this in the car, so she competently continued to suck Igor’s cock. She was not embarrassed by our presence, Olya and introduced her to Igor, and I seemed to be asleep. Even the fact that we were driving along the road did not bother her and strangers could see her. Igor enjoyed a blowjob from my wife, I saw her head flashing up and down, squeezing his mouth onto this healthy member. Suddenly we were stopped by a traffic cop. Even in the cafe, Igor said that he works in the traffic police, so he calmly stopped the car and opened the window. Sveta wanted to get up, but he pressed her down and said: “Don’t be distracted, suck whore.” The wife was not even indignant at such treatment, but continued to suck his cock with pleasure. The traffic cop came up and, recognizing Igor, laughed: “Are you in your repertoire, well, how’s a nipple?” Igor took Sveta by the hair and lifted her head and answered: “Fine, I recommend it. If you want, I can introduce you later, he sucks great.” Then he said to my wife: “Show him boobs, whore.” Sveta silently unbuttoned her blouse, she was not wearing a bra and they both saw her elastic, beautiful breasts of 3 sizes.

Author: rendteam