为珍雅而跑的马拉松

"Zhenechka, can you see me?" Lesya licked her lips, staring into the laptop camera perched on the nightstand. "I've missed you so much..."

On the screen, her husband sat pale, pupils blown wide, shifting uncomfortably. She knew that beneath him was a champagne bottle she'd left for him before she left. A cruel, sweet torture.

"Leska..." Zhenya's voice trembled. "What are you up to?"

“一个惊喜，”她说着，手掌顺着她的腹部滑下，停在那条通向最私密部位的深色毛发上。“Lara要过来。还有姑娘们。我们要为你表演一场。”

"What kind of show?"

门开了。Lara走了进来——高挑，体态完美，穿着紧身黑色连衣裙。她身后跟着Maria和Olga，两人都穿着商务套装，但头发已经散开，脸上带着期待的笑容。

“Zhenya，你好，”Lara对着镜头挥手。“仔细看。我们要为你卖力表演。”

她走近Lesya，托起她的下巴吻了她。深吻，细细品味，让她弓起身子。Lesya在Lara的嘴里呻吟，感觉到Olga已经在解她的牛仔裤，而Maria扯掉了她的衬衫。

“脱掉衣服，姑娘，”劳拉命令道。“让你丈夫看看你有多听话。”

Lesya shed her clothes, left in thin lace lingerie that hid almost nothing. She turned to the camera, spread her legs, giving Zhenya a full view.

"Like what you see, Zhen?" she whispered, running a finger along the damp fabric of her panties. "I'm already wet. I was imagining you watching..."

"And now," Lara clapped her hands, and Maria brought out a suitcase, "let's begin our marathon."

手提箱打开了。里面，天鹅绒衬里上，放着……一些物件。当 Lara 拿出第一件时，Zhenya 倒吸了一口气。

“一个马桶刷，”她笑着说，“不过是新的，别担心，很干净。”

Lesya 咽了口口水。她不确定自己是否承受得住。但 Lara 的目光平静而威严。

“躺到床上。仰面朝天。双腿张开。”

Lesya obeyed. Olga spread her legs and leaned down, wrapping her lips around Lesya's clit. Lesya cried out, arching.

"Don't rush," Lara said, sitting beside her and pouring herself some champagne. "We have plenty of time."

Olga licked slowly, devotedly, driving Lesya to trembling. Maria massaged her breasts, pinching her nipples.

“Zhenya，你看到你妻子流了多少水吗？”Lara把酒杯举到唇边。“她在Olga的舌头下融化了？”

"I see..." Zhenya exhaled. His face was red, gripping the edge of the table.

Lesya felt something cold touch her crotch. The toilet brush. She bit her lip as Lara began running it along her labia, teasing but not entering.

"Come on," Lara whispered. "Show your husband what you can do."

Lesya nodded, clenching her fingers on the sheets. Lara slid the brush inside her—smooth, fluid, insistent. It was sleek and cool, and Lesya moaned at the unfamiliar sensation.

“是的……”她喘息着说。

“乖女孩。”劳拉开始用它操她，有节奏地，深深地。

Olga rose and straddled Lesya's face, pressing her wet pussy to Lesya's lips. Lesya buried her tongue inside Olga, feeling her thighs clench and hearing her moan from above.

"Now have a drink," Lara offered her a glass of champagne. Lesya took a sip, then felt a warm stream run down her face—Olga was pissing right into her mouth.

Lesya僵住了，但Lara抓住了她的头发：

“喝吧，骚货。你喜欢取悦你的丈夫。”

屏幕上的Zhenya看得入迷，既震惊又兴奋。Lesya顺从地咽了下去。

接下来是吸尘器。Lara把它开到低档，把软管按在Lesya的小穴上。空气嘶嘶作响，吸力拉扯着她的皮肤，当吸嘴压在她的阴蒂上时，Lesya因这突如其来的奇异快感尖叫起来。

"Oh—fuck—" she arched, feeling a wave building.

"Don't come," Lara pulled the vacuum away. "We're not done yet."

A shoe. A woman's high heel. Lara took it by the toe and pushed the heel into Lesya's wet, hot cunt. Lesya moaned, feeling the hard spike press against her walls.

“再深一点，”Maria命令道，Lara更用力地推进。

Then a two-liter bottle—neck first. Lesya cried and moaned but spread her legs wider, letting them push it deeper and deeper. An eggplant—cold, heavy, slippery after Lara coated it with oil. Lesya felt it stretch her to the limit.

“Zhenka，看好了，”Lara把Lesya翻成趴着的姿势。“香肠来了。”

一根又大又粗的萨拉米香肠。Lesya咬着嘴唇，Lara把它慢慢插进她的后穴，一寸一寸地推进。

"Oh... ah..." Lesya moaned, feeling herself fill up.

"So tight," Maria smiled, spreading Lesya's cheeks apart so Zhenya could see better.

A cactus. Huge, covered in spines, but Lara had rolled a condom over it, making it safe. Lesya shuddered at the strange shape as it slid inside her.

"That's... weird..." she whispered.

"But you like it," Lara stated. "Your pussy is squeezing it like crazy."

A chair leg. A baseball bat. Lesya had lost count. She just spread, moaned, swallowed Olga's piss when she squatted over her face, and felt Maria fingering her.

然后Lara拿出了最后三样东西。

第一件——一根玻璃假阳具，发出霓虹光。Lesya在它进入时倒吸一口气，它震动着。

Then—a strap-on, strapped onto Lara. Lesya got on all fours, and Lara entered her from behind, hard, deep, making her scream.

"Zhenya," Lara whispered while fucking Lesya. "Your wife is the best whore I know."

And the last item. Lara pulled it from the very bottom of the suitcase, and Lesya gasped:

"No... that's..."

“是的，”Lara笑着说。“一个吸盘。”

She pressed it to the wall and ordered Lesya to sit on it. Lesya, trembling, hovered over it, then slowly lowered herself, feeling the vacuum seal against her clit and mound.

"Ah!" she screamed as the suction began to pulse, stimulating everything at once.

屏幕上的Zhenya呻吟着，再也忍不住，Lesya看见他的脸因高潮而扭曲。他坐在瓶子上，没碰自己就射了。

“看到了吗？”劳拉轻声说，走近镜头。“我们让他开心了。”

Lesya finally came when Lara pulled the suction cup away and replaced it with her tongue. She screamed, clenching her thighs around Lara's head, feeling the wave of pleasure crash over her completely.

"Thank you..." she whispered into the camera. "Zhenechka... I love you..."

Zhenya, still trembling, watched her from the screen, his eyes full of adoration and shock.

"I... I don't know what to say," he breathed.

"Don't say anything," Lesya smiled. "Just watch."