Diana, passing a pile of rusty rails, felt a strong grip on her waist and a squeeze on her chest. The man, whose name she never learned, not wanting to introduce himself, grabbed her and pressed her to himself.
She felt a strong excitement that she had last experienced on her wedding day.
His hands reached for her hips, and then, moving up to her buttocks and pubis, and the fact that she was without panties helped him to insert his fingers into her crotch the first time. She felt a wild delight, and said nothing, except for her breathing filling the silence. The silence that had come here after the production had stopped.
– Bend over, bitch!
She obediently bent down and spread her legs so as not to fall on the dirty floor, on which all sorts of things were lying. And without expecting it from herself, she spread her buttocks, as she always did when her husband fucked her, teasing her for anal sex later.
The smell in this room was clearly not amber, but this smell excited Diana so much that she could no longer stop in her fantasies and desires.
– Come on, hurry up.
She felt his penis with her crotch and tried to clamp it with the walls of her vagina, and she did it well.
– Oh, it's like you're sucking it with your pussy now.
She took it as a compliment and added:
– Oh, what are you saying, I can do other things, for example…– and before she could finish speaking, she had a strong orgasm, which made her thighs wet, and something got on the man’s balls.
– Are you finished?
– Yes, otherwise, damn, it’s not noticeable.
– Swear, now I'm going to cum in your anus. I'll wet the head with your moisture.
He took his palms, collected what flowed out of her slit, lubricated his penis and her anus in the sphincter area. It seemed to him that the entrance to the anus was now more tender for him than to the vagina.
– Cum inside me, spill your sperm, I want to go home with your sperm in my ass and kiss my husband.
– It will drain.
– I'll squeeze, my ass is trained. I was a virgin when my husband got me, but three years before that I fucked in the ass and sucked, – she said, as if she was giving a report to an audience, without gasping for breath, and very calmly, except that the tone of the conversation changed in time with the time, as she rocked back and forth a little from the thrusts of a man whose name she didn't even want to know.