Well, my turn has come to tell my story, which did not happen sometime, but on the wedding night.
Here! Found!
liveartbcs.com/sweden/13-01-2022-1. I woke up at dawn. There was no one else in the bedroom. But in the hall where there were dances yesterday, some kind of laughter, friendly laughter was heard. In general, this is the picture: the boys, and there were about eight or nine of them, they are all completely naked at the dinner table, drinking tea, eating something, and cutting cards, and under the table my Lyudmilka, proud in life, and that no less than all of them in turn diligently sucks !!!, while at the same time jerking someone else in the neighborhood with their free hands (for sure, they poured something).
I obeyed. Her pussy was clean-shaven, pinkish in color.
I was a little shocked because my penis was just bursting with excitement. I didn't even notice how she unbuttoned my trousers and squeezed my cock with her hand, jerking it off.
I was in shock - having found a girlfriend, a teacher, a friend, I immediately lost it all. But somewhere in the depths of my soul, I really realized the justice of what was happening. That's how it should have been. Of course, I did not listen to Galya and began to look for her. I didn't even have her phone number, but I did have an address. However, when I arrived at her “Stalinka” that same evening, the concierge did not let me inside. There was no light in the windows of Galya's apartment. I stood at the entrance all night. I was even afraid to go away for five minutes to some cafe to warm up and have a bite - after all, I could miss Galya. But she wasn't there, the light wasn't on.
"Wow! How did you see it from here?"