Arrived at the door of the vice-consulate of Serbia, Mony long urinated against the wall, then struck. An Albanian sottanella in white came to the door. Prince Vibescu quickly ascended to the first floor. The Vice-Consul Calls Fornoski stood naked in her living room. He was lying on a soft couch, with lance in rest, and near him was Mira, a brunette Montenegrin that titillated the testicles. She too was naked, and the position in which he was bent brought out a well-turned ass, brown and silky, and whose thin skin was stretched almost to breaking. Both buttocks were divided by a line well clear and black hair, from which one could see the hole forbidden, as round as a tablet. Below stretched the two legs, long and nervous, and since the position forced Mira to enlarge them, you could see a swollen vulva and thick, with the gap in evidence, shaded by a thick mane all black. She was not embarrassed at all for the arrival of Mony. In another corner on a sofa, two beautiful daughters by throwing big ass is palpeggiavano little "ah!" Voluptuousness. Mony quickly got rid of the clothes, then, with the bird in the air, standing well, ran on two porcellone trying to separate them. But his hands slipped on those sweaty bodies and shiny that writhed like snakes. Then, seeing foaming and furious pleasure not to divide them, he began to slap the big white ass that was within his reach. But since it seemed to excite or even more the owner, he began to beat with all his might, until the pain and pleasure prevailed on the young, whose precious white ass Mony had made the color of pink, rose, exclaiming, full of Anger:
"Pig, Prince of anal sex, do not break, do not want to hear your big cock. Go 'to give your sugar in Mira. Let us make love. Right, Zulmé?".
"Tone Of course," said the other girl.
The Prince swung his huge tool shouting:
"Why, young lechers, always pass the hand into the ass."
Then I grabbed one and wanted to kiss her on the mouth. Tone was a pretty brunette whose body was all white, for the critical points, in the alluring who praised the candor, even his face was pale, and a mole on his left cheek made it even more tempting
the appearance of that pretty. His chest was decorated with amazing breasts hard as marble-rimmed blue and soft pink topped with strawberries, the deliciously right marked by a newly placed there as a fly, a fly killer.
Mony Vibescu, grabbing her, had passed his hands under her big ass, which seemed a good melon germinated in the midnight sun, it was so white and full. Each of his buttocks seemed cut from a block of Carrara without any flaw and thighs that were turned down as the columns of a greek temple. But what a difference! thighs and buttocks were warm, however, cold, which is a sign of good health. The spanking made them slightly pink, so that could almost seem made of cream with raspberries. This view of the poor Vibescu excited to frenzy. His mouth turns suggeva the harsh tone of the breasts, and alighting on the neck or shoulder will let the suckers. His hands held firmly that big ass firm as
watermelon soda and pulpy. Ass fingered as gifts and had crept into the index in the asshole of a narrow admirable. His thick pile, that time stretched more and more in the breach of a charming pussy pounded coral adorned with a shiny black fleece. She screamed in Romanian: "No, I do not infilerai!" And meanwhile bucked the beautiful and shapely thighs chubby. The thick cock Mony had now, with his fiery red head, touched the moist cavern of Tone. She stirred again, but in so doing gave a fart, a fart is not vulgar, but a fart sound crystal clear that provoked a violent and nervous laughter. His strength failed, her thighs parted and the big bomb of Mony had already hidden his head in the den when Zulmé friend of Tone and his companion of pleasures, suddenly seized the hilt of Mony, and squeezing in the hand, caused him such pain that came out of his fucking steaming receptacle with dismay by Tone, who was already wagging his big ass under her tiny waist.
Zulmé was a blonde with a thick head of hair that hung down to her ankles. Tone was smaller, but by the grace and agility was not the exception. His eyes were blacks and bilayers. As soon as he left the embankments of the prince, the man jumped on him, exclaiming: "Well, you'll pay for Tone." Then, seizing a nice breast, began to suck the tip. Zulmé writhing. Mony was to cause the stomach to rotate and sway as she danced down the delicious blonde and curly beard. At the same time pushing up her pretty pussy that split the mound chubby. Among those rosy lips quivering clitoris a rather long test of his habits tribadiche. The Prince's cock was trying in vain to penetrate in the den. Finally grabbed her buttocks and was about to enter, but just then Tone, annoyed that she has been deprived of the discharge of the fucking proud, he began to tickle with a peacock feather heels of the young. He laughed and squirmed. And the feather continued to tickle; had risen from the heels to the thighs, groin, cock quickly disarmed.
The two naughty Tone and Zulmé, the smug joke, laughed a little, then, red and panting, they resumed their maneuvers hugging and licking before the prince remained subdued and stupefied. Their ass rose rhythmically, their mingled hair, their teeth rattled against each other, their breasts silk, hard and throbbing, rubbing each other. Finally, dazed and moaning with pleasure, were both, while the prince began again to excite. But seeing them both so exhausted by their trades, he turned to Mira, who continued to tinker with the cock of the vice-consul. Vibescu approached slowly and passing on his beautiful cock between her big ass Mira, crept into the girl's wet cunt ajar and that as soon as he heard that head penetrated her, gave her a shot back that let in the rest . Then he continued his disorderly movements, while the prince with one hand and stroking her clit with the other vellicava tits.
That movement of back-and-forth seemed tight pussy well cause a great pleasure to Mira, and he showed shouting of pleasure. The belly of Vibescu banging against her ass Mira, whose freshness gave the prince a feeling equally pleasing than the young caused by the heat of the belly of him. Soon the movement became more lively and more abrupt, the prince made him increasingly in Mira panting clenching his buttocks. The prince bit his shoulder and held her. She cried:
"Ah, how nice ... is ... stronger ... stronger ... hold, hold, take me across. Inondami, sfondami ... Hold ... Hold ... Hold."
And it collapsed in an orgasm common prejudice for a moment annihilated. Tone Zulmé fastened on the sofa and watched them laughing. The vice-consul of Serbia had lit a thin cigarette tobacco East. As soon as it was raised Mony said:
"Now, dear Prince, is my turn, I waited for your arrival and that is why I am made the lead from Mira, but I've saved the best. Come, my sweet heart, my beautiful little ass, come that I will I put ".
Vibescu studied him for a moment, then spitting on the member as the vice-consul presented to him, he uttered the following words:
"I've had enough to be your mistress, the whole town talked about."
But the vice-consul, always with hard cock, stood up and took a revolver.
He pointed the barrel of Mony, who, trembling, offered him the butt stammering:
"Calls, Calls my dear, you know I love you, inculami, inculami".
Bandi, smiling, did penetrate his gun into the hole stretch that was between the two cheeks of the Prince. As she was inside, while the three women watched, squirmed like a man possessed cursing:
"Sacramento! Godo, hug, my beautiful gitene, I enjoy squeeze, squeeze your buttocks charming." And unloaded, with haunted eyes, his hands clawed on those delicate shoulders. Mony then washed, dressed and went away saying he would return after lunch. But when he got home, he wrote this letter:
My dear Bandi,
I've had enough of being fucked by tea, I've had enough
Women in Bucharest, I had enough to squander here
a fortune with which I would be happy in Paris. In two hours I am
party. Divenirmi tremendously and I hope to tell you goodbye.
Mony, Prince Vibescu,
Hospodář Crown
The prince sealed the letter and wrote another to the solicitor asking him to liquidate his assets and to provide it with the proceeds to Paris, at which he would know.
Mony took all the cash she had, that is, fifty thousand francs, and went to the station. Mailed the two letters and went on the Orient Express to Paris.
