“What a smooth pink hole she has.” I heard the voice of Uncle Alfred behind my back.
“Look, it started flowing.” He continued happily.
And I felt at that moment, as a drop of lubricant from the vagina ran between my small lips and fell to the clitoris. A pleasant tickle ran down my crotch. The hole of the vagina squeezed out another drop, which also fell to the swelling pea. The petals of my labia minora began to slowly fill with blood and swell.
“Now, the other one.” Ben said sternly and changed his leg.
I began to lick his other foot, not forgetting about the fingers on it. Intellectually, I understood that later I would remember this shameful moment and regret it, but at this moment, it seemed, my brain refused to help me.
“Good dog. Come on, lick, lick…” The guy swam with pleasure.
I tried my best. I licked the feet of a young addict, and it was so vulgar, so disgusting that it did not fit in my head. It turned me on strongly, the excitement grew with every second. I already wanted one of the guys to quickly shove his cock in me. The holes relaxed in anticipation of the entry of solid trunks into them.
Uncle Alfred sat down next to my ass and began to run his fingers over my genital lips. A pleasant sensation in the perineum, invigorated me, setting me in a positive mood for further pleasures. Moving his fingers, he spread my buttocks wide and spat on my pink anus. He smeared saliva around the circumference of my sphincter, and inserted a finger into the anus.
“And her ass is working.” He said happily. “The finger moves calmly in it.”
And then he inserted the second finger into my anus. He began to make circular and translational movements with them, gradually stretching my hole. Although I was already ready to accept any member. I got so turned on that my mind began to slowly leave me. I was ready to do absolutely reckless things.
Ben, satisfied with my licking his feet, squatted down and lightly patted me on the cheek.
“Good girl. What do you want us to do to you?” He asked, affectionately while he looked into my eyes.
“I don’t know… Do what you want… Just don’t hit me, please.” I asked him, and looked guiltily into his eyes.
“The girl allows us a lot. Have you guys heard?”
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