That day I went down to my mum’s basement to tidy it up a bit. I didn’t even notice that my friend from high school and his brother were also in the basement. I didn’t expect it because it was vacation time and half the building wasn’t there.

I wanted to light a cigarette because I don’t smoke at my mothers, but I forgot my lighter, and I started swearing because I had to go back to the seventh floor, and the elevator didn’t work.

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At that moment, Damian, a friend of mine from high school, came in with his brother Ian, who was five years younger. Hi, he said, why are you swearing? He asked me. I’m missing a lighter to light a cigarette, I told him. I’ll give it to you. It’s not a problem, but what are you looking for in the basement, you haven’t come in in 6-7 years? He asked me.

As I stood behind the door I went out to tell him, and he rolled his eyes when he saw me. I was in a short-sleeved T-shirt, short, my stomach was not covered, without a bra, in green leggings up to below the knees, so that the leggings were tucked into my ass.

Honest reaction

Ian just whistled. Damian told me briefly: You are not normal to go down to the basement dressed like this, if someone sees you they will not forgive you, believe me. I answered him briefly: Enjoy, give me a lighter to smoke a cigarette, so I can get to work, see what a mess the basement is.

Damian took out a lighter and told me briefly: Sit there; Ian and I will take care of it, and then you’ll share that we’ve done your job.

Damian told Ian to lock the main entrance so that no one would come uninvited. He and Ian grabbed a job and finished in an instant. Now, Damian said, it’s your turn.

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What should I do? Damian answered coldly: I always wanted to stroke your ass, but I didn’t dare to ask you, that’s why I’m asking you now.

I just laughed and told him that I would do everything, but if it wasn’t about sex, he can’t do that. Damian just shrugged, but Ian didn’t accept it, he just said dryly and ordered: Let my brother caress your ass a little, don’t pretend to be important, someone dressed like this will fuck you on the stairs, not in the basement. GET UP!

I just listened silently. Ian took my hands and turned me around, raised his hands and leaned against the door of the next basement. He called Damian and said to him: Brother, please, work. Damian didn’t want to be a force, but Ian was relentless, he just told him: Sit and watch.

He grabbed his leggings and jerked them off along with his underpants so that his bare ass flashed in front of him and he started squeezing him so hard that redness remained on him.

I asked him to be gentler, but he didn’t even want to hear.

He also took off my shirt and I stayed in front of them like I was born of a mother. He started touching my clit and slipped his finger directly into my vagina and started fucking me like that.

I stood like a statue, totally speechless, but Ian was working as a master, squeezing me a little, turning to my brother and sucking his dick into my cunt. I think I felt it up to my navel as it is longer than 10 inches.

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Damian stood up and shoved his dick into my mouth. I had to give him a blow job. Afterwards, they were replaced; Damian fucked me, and I gave Ian a blow job until Ian took me to their basement, which was full of exercise equipment.

He called my brother and told him to put it in my cunt, and shoved his own in my ass and so they continued to tear me apart. I came I don’t know how many times.

Damian took out his dick and cummed on my stomach, but Ian filled my ass because he didn’t want to take it out.

When we were done Ian told me I had now paid for the basement cleaning and when I wanted it could again. He is for.

I can not believe it…

I went to my basement and cried softly, what if word got out? But on the other hand, I was fulfilled. I washed as much as I could in the basement and headed for the apartment. Before I entered the apartment, I had met a master who was repairing the elevator and asked me to let him call the company.

When he left, I noticed that he forgot his cell phone, and put on my denim shorts and went to the elevator repair room to return his phone. He worked at full steam and was all oiled and looked like Apollon.

The desire for another tour worked in me, I had already pulled the horns of my husband anyway. I told him that I had come to return his phone, and he said: I intentionally left the phone to see you one more time.

So, how do you like me? I asked him, and he just came up to me and kissed me so passionately that I lost my breath. He started kissing my neck, shoulders, arms, chest, stomach, all the time he walked with his hands on my body and anointed me with oil wherever he went.

He wouldn’t let me kneel or anything, I had to stand with my hands on my head all the time. And he was slowly but surely raising a desire in me to touch him at least a little.

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He slowly started unbuttoning my pants and pushing his hand into my cunt, and slowly stroking me. He took off my pants and when he grabbed my ass he said I had a small but nice ass, that it was made for fucking, that he would only fuck me anal, not to get angry.

But that he would be gentle, which he did. He didn’t even let me grab his dick, let alone feel it in my mouth. He started to fuck me slowly but surely anal, I went crazy with pleasure.

When he finished he said sweetly to me: Thank you, but you should have told me you were already fucked today. I was amazed and asked how he knew, and he replied: A real fucker always knows that.

So I received three different ones in one day, but I am satisfied. And I would again.