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how I could, firstly, recognize Erich by a member in a close-up , and secondly, be so stupid as to sleep on this guy .
My boyfriend pretended not to hear what I was saying . The camera pulled back and Erich finished first .
mostly silent restaurant date , my skating partner and I went for an evening run- through .
My heart was beating wildly because I knew that the Dutch could see my light in their photo .
Their awards were shown on the screens by the elevator . Light bristles made their faces very brutal . The smiles shone with the happiness of victory over all the other males . I once again imagined their members and the thought flashed through my mind about how I take a shower with them . True , they have direct now after the broadcast to the whole world, and so it will be inundated .
After the run, I fell off my feet. Zhenya rode sluggishly. He asked not to train lifts in order to save energy for the performance .
With trembling hands, I reached into the phone after training.
There was a red message sticker . Someone sent something .
This is Christian . They obviously overlooked my light . A message came from him in Latin with the building number, floor and room number in the Olympic village and the time .
There was also a photo where they were already in the room smiling at the camera in three of them in bathrobes .
I never had such thoughts , but the Olympics made me draw a picture in which I, instead of going to the building to the girls “for a minute”, go to them .
Such courage as now, after the competition , after the victory . Happens once in a lifetime .
we will never see each other again . Yes, they sent an invitation.
I took a photo of my leg in skates with a deep slit in a black sequined performance dress .
And she sent it .
Breath spiral . I felt that I could still freeze and not come to their room , but my heart was pounding harder and harder .
This happens once in a lifetime . In four years , even if we meet again at the Olympics, both I and they will, of course, be married to their own , Dutch girls .
And now , we do not need to get acquainted, we do not need to try to please each other …
Everything is clear without words.
I said goodbye to the guy at the fork in the street . The Chinese snow crumb fell from the sky . They even have fake snow . She told Zhenya that I needed to rest . And , making sure that he went into his body , on shaky legs moved to the champions .
The door was open and I stepped through the threshold . They were noisily discussing something in the kitchen , there was an absolute mess in the hallway .
The classics of the sports camp : the men have suits for competitions everywhere , trousers , Olympic trousers , mountains of empty plastic water bottles , shoes are scattered all around .
Among all this behind the scenes of big sport , jumping up from the table, they stood : three tall handsome men .
Hans with thick black long hair kept his hair in a bun on his head , Christian was a two-meter blond with a pumped up chest , and Erich was a brunette with beautiful long legs . They all had obscenely pumped hips like centaurs and six-pack presses …
I wanted to back away from their splendor , but Christian took a step towards the meeting in his short white coat and for a second I even saw his cock dangling between his legs .
His hand fell on my waist and he immediately sat me on my knees to the crouching Erich .
kind of cocktail was poured for me .
The guys smiled so beautifully that I could get drunk without alcohol , but I took a sip, and Hans stood up and said :
– I know why you came . Do you want to see this…
With these words, the athlete opened his white robe and threw out two treasures at once .
The gold medal of the Olympiad shone on a sporty bare smooth chest . A triangle of blue satin ribbons pointed down , and the model itself seemed to serve as the tip of this pointer . I looked down and flowed from the sight of his large swelling male
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I lowered my gaze lower and flowed at the sight of his large swollen manhood .
Long and handsome, he barely swayed between the powerful legs of the Dutchman .
There was excitement in the air . Erich felt me tremble, and I felt him get up . Toli from rubbing my ass against his groin, or from the sight of his friend's cobblestone .
Erich's hands rested on my hips and spread my legs . The dress pulled up and Hans and Christian fixed their eyes on the white triangle of panties between me .
I no longer remember how Christian came up and gently and carefully took off my clothes . I was left completely naked little girl among three giants built like Greek gods .
They stroked me with their hands . They touched my flat chest, which always turns me on wildly .
Hans put his penis into my little hands . I jerked off and kissed Christian while Erich kissed my back and pushed the whole group into the bedroom .
They put me on the bed and told me to relax .
I was only worried that I did not have time to turn off the phone in case someone called.
Hans, in gratitude for my caresses of his genitals, knelt on the floor with his hands , parted my trembling knees and began to lick my clitoris .
With light touches , then I appear, then disappearing , in an instant he made me moan for the whole number .
Erich climbed on top of me and pulled up his robe, sat down with his buttocks on my face . I parted his buns with my hands and started kissing his balls and anus .
Christian was kissing my neck and chest while scrubbing his huge bolt with my hand . It was as if he was teaching at what pace and with what compression strength I should work .
My baby girl was flowing profusely in the mouth of the Olympic champion . And I already wildly wanted to try their big elastic members with a pussy .
I dug my hand into Hans's hair and then pushed him away, signaling that it was time to take more decisive action .
That's when my phone rang . My chest heaved with excitement and I certainly couldn’t speak without burning myself , but Erich got up from my slobbery face , slapping his feet and the parquet and approached her purse with a medal across her chest . He took out his phone and handed it to me .
It was Zhenya's mother .
I did not discard or accept , so that I could say that I had not heard .
They put me on all fours on the bed and one guy with his sticking up pod settled down in front of me , and the second gently stroked my ass , settling down from behind .
Christian's cock in front of my face was simply beautiful – hard and beautifully arching towards me .
I wrapped my arm around him like a lever and began to jerk off in front of my face .
With the legs apart, the pussy was slightly stretched . I flexed to show them my flexibility and dreamed of being impaled on a strong Olympic boner , but Hans' fingers and tongue paid a suspicious amount of attention to my second hole .
He caressed my ass and I remembered the unpleasant sensations when for the first time , stroking my ass in the shower , I dipped my finger into the forbidden ring .
I was already sucking Christian's cock when Hans spat on my anus and put his huge bolt to the entrance .
I tensed up, squeezing the hole to the limit , but the champion is used to winning . He firmly squeezed my buttocks and entered where he wanted.
His cock pushed my boundaries . I rolled my eyes , swallowing Christian's cock only deeper . And she began to finish