Collection

There were practically no sales, and it was understandable — a hot summer day, people were lazing on the local beach, who wants to wander among sofas and armchairs when nature calls? The cash register revenue was a pittance, so they could skip the cash collection! This thought warmed Lena's little heart more than even the end of the workday... She hates filling out paperwork and trembling before the stern man who will inevitably find mistakes in her scribbles and make her redo it, or even refuse to take the money bag... And how can you not make mistakes when there it is, the sun, luring you outside, clouding a girl's mind.

Lena was loved in the store, and how

could you not love her? Young, lively, a cheerful laugher, copper-colored hair naturally thick and braided, freckles scattered across her mischievous face, a big bright mouth just itching to break into a smile — you can't help but laugh looking at her. There's the security guard, Yegor Kuzmich, who's been trying to hit on the girl for a long time, but he's just too old for such beauty and freshness. So he watches her from corners, clouds her mind with lewd talk, and hiding in the service room, admires her on camera, masturbating...

It was already time to close the store and run to the beach before the sun set — and Lena gasped... She forgot to cancel the cash collection, got caught up chatting on the phone with her dear friend, discussing Svetka's latest fling, and didn't even remember the main thing. She didn't have time to get scared — and there he was on the threshold, the fine young man. The uniform on his muscular body was almost bursting, his face stern, though young, about 23. He looks sternly, and she has nothing to say...

— Well then," he says, "a false call means you have to pay a fine.

This silly girl reaches into her bag, tears welling up in her own eyes, she and her friend were just planning to go shopping, well, what can you do?

He laughs — "Naive, you won't get off that easy!" And he advances on her, unzipping his fly. He took out his equipment, of no small size, took it in his hand, jerking it off and getting closer and closer to the girl. She was confused, whether to call for help or to cry. Out of the corner of his eye, the cash collector sees Yegor Kuzmich running towards them, to nip such indecency in the bud. And our hero pokes the tip into the girl's lips and waves his hand invitingly to Yegor Kuzmich: Join in, don't be shy!"

He lightly choked Lena, and from the excess of feelings, she even opened her little mouth a bit. Then he took her, dear one, into action, she moans, tries to dodge, but the guy knows his business, holds her braid tightly and starts fucking her mouth! His cock goes into her cheek, then thrusts into her throat, he's already starting to groan. Yegor Kuzmich, watching this, even broke into a sweat, his hands trembled. He barely managed to unbutton his pants, his cock is no worse than the young man's, standing stiff. But he didn't rush to Lena's mouth, he fell to his knees before her, tries to spread her legs, she clenches her knees, but he just does his thing, now he's already pulled down her skirt, thrown her stocking-clad legs onto the armrests of the chair, moved her panties aside and buried his mouth in her tender young pussy, jerking his club and licking, even purring with pleasure. How many times had he dreamed of this!

The cash collector had already unbuttoned her white blouse, kneading her breasts, she relaxed, flushed, her legs spreading on their own. She moans funny, in a womanly way, closed her eyes, and now without shame, presses Kuzmich's head to her slit, and jerks off the cash collector's cock and sucks-smacks. The cash collector was the first to lose control, came right on the girl's face, at that moment she twitched and squeezed the security guard's head between her legs, apparently came too. Kuzmich caught on, got up, shoved it in her mouth a couple of times and shot his sperm onto the girl's white chest.

— Old man, got a cigarette?" — of course, a man needs a smoke first thing after sex.

— Why not, I do! And I'll have one with you, let's go to the porch...