Gangbang in an Italian villa


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Somehow my wife and I, in connection with the move, started a major renovation and, for lack of time, decided to hire workers. They called a suitable brigade according to advertisements in the newspaper, as it turned out, immigrants from Tajikistan. There were three of them, they called themselves Russian names. Who was in charge – about 35-40 years old, a very swarthy, broad-boned, big-boned man with a large nose and curly little girls – Kolya. Young, about 22 years old with slightly slanting eyes, smooth, burning black hair – Sergey. And the last specimen is a 40-year-old short man, all covered with wool and constantly smiling slyly – Arthur. I must say that my wife and I regularly practice swing and sometimes love, play pranks for the thrill. We believe that swing is the best way of psychological relaxation. We have a 3-room apartment, no children, and the workers lingered for a long time. The wife looked after them on leave without pay. I noticed how Tajiks are throwing lustful glances at Katya (that’s my wife’s name). In the evening, when we were having sex in our bedroom (the workers left), Katya said, as it were, by the way, that Arthur was trying to choose a moment to touch her, as it were. I realized that Katya was excited by this case, otherwise, she could easily put the insolent person in his place. Sinking to her pussy, I started my tongue at her, in the pauses arranging cross-examination: it was at this moment that the wife could blur out the most secret that she would normally hide (such as the nature of all women). Katya confessed that she would like to have sex with the “dark-skinned”. The next day, we suggested that the Tajiks stay overnight with us, inviting them to dinner, referring to our supposed anniversary, or something like that. They finished early, when I arrived from work, the Tajiks had already taken a shower and sat in the kitchen. I joined them. Although they are Muslims, the workers easily responded to the offer to drink cognac. When we went to smoke on the loggia, Arthur offered two hashish cigarettes, which the five of us smoked in a circle. It has become unusually light and natural. I turned off the lights in the hall, leaving the lights in the hallway. I put the Sade disc. Katya started dancing with Arthur. At that moment I left society and went to take a bath. Lying in the bathroom, I jerked off, imagining what was happening at that moment in the hall. Enough time has passed, I dried myself off and wrapped myself in a towel quietly left and went to the guests. Stopping in front of a slightly closed door, I heard the moans of my wife, her fucking! I went into the hall and saw the following picture: Sergei was sitting completely naked on the sofa, Katya was jumping on it. Arthur was sitting next to him on the back of the sofa and gave my spouse in his mouth, while firmly holding her by the hair. Kolya was sitting in a chair in unbuttoned trousers, but without a shirt – in his hands, he held a penis and jerked off with his left hand.
I threw off the towel, went up to Kolya, knelt in front of us, and with the words “let me help”, took his cock into my mouth. The unit was impressive, especially the dickhead inspired – it was like a knob on a cane. For some time Kolya was at a loss, his tension was felt, but my tongue and mouth broke all the barricades! I swallowed deeply and quickly with a savory taste, changed the pace, directions, did eights, just licked my prick, stretching my skin to the base. Katya and her men took a break for a smoke break, and they came up to us. The Tajiks talked about something in their fun, we did not understand them, but they liked the evening. Having smoked, we returned to the hall. Katya took the initiative into her own hands, she knew my weaknesses and put me on my knees, standing next to me for an accent. The Tajiks stood with Katya around me, stroked her shaved pussy, and waffled me. After some time, they put me on my back right there on the carpet, Sergei began to hold my legs, putting them steeply behind my head. Something like a pose “birch”, only legs far back. Arthur inserted his argument into my plump, cropped ass. He fucked with visible pleasure, it gave him a pleasure to fuck me in the presence of Katya. My humiliation excited me! Katya took out Canon and he non-stop from different angles blinded us with flashes. I managed to swallow the cock in this position. Sergei and now only hummed to the beat of Arthur’s sweeping movements. Then Katya lay down on top of me in pose 69 and rushed such a whirlwind! Katya, having received her norm of orgasms, found an excuse to rest, took time out to talk with her mother on the phone, and went to the kitchen. The Tajiks had no choice but to surrender to their claims since they were complacent because of the hashish. The drug made its mark and they were tireless. Each of them tasted my ass. I actively waved and moaned like a woman. Arthur was especially not indifferent to me. I stood in front of him in a humiliating position – naked and on my knees, at this time two of his other friends savagely fucked my wife on the bed. She moaned loudly from an excess of feelings, unable to restrain herself, and spoke in a semi-conscious euphoric state: fuck me again, fuck me deeper! Arthur came closer to me, took his hand by the back of my head, and pulled my mouth, which barely had time to open, onto his thick dark dick with a big, and as I managed to see a big, beautifully shaped head. It was pleasant, I began to work with my head and tongue at the same time my hands remained on the floor. I licked the ass and balls of Arthur with my tongue, who was a healthy dense and hairy stout man while he stood on before me. Without waiting for him to free up space next to my wife, Arthur put me cancer next to the sofa and began to attach to my anus, which was shrinking with desire.
That night we made 9 breaks for a smoke break, the rest of the time the Tajiks fucked us in all the cracks and all positions. The guest workers finished at Katya’s request in my mouth, I didn’t feel anything but obediently fulfilled her whims. Here’s a story. In general, we did not have many such cases, but those meetings that took place were memorable: as they say rarely, but aptly …

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