Prologue and two .
And no that is not over.
My new friend went on to play for fun - rolling the dice and upping the ante.
We met for a whole night.
But not before making her sweat homework.
Three bands of satin, at least four centimeters tall had to collect.
had to choose the music that he wanted.
And a necklace of pearls. Great, I asked.
Then the first course I had happy hour. For uninhibited, I thought.
But there was none was needed. So I decided to take her to bed right away.
Moving from sushi, but without taking the 20,000 lire.
Why waste time making sounds to communicate with the mouth, when you could also add messages thighs, sighs, buttocks, hands, the looks, the body heat and humidity of the tongue in search of something.
Most importantly, the desire to satisfy all our pleasure.
to be my dish for sushi. What with so much soy sauce and wasabi, that plucks the private parts but not distract. A bandage
be one of the bands, let put on all fours, getting tied her wrists and ankles with the other, and getting fucked by an insatiable fury. My hands on her hips and screwing her mercilessly. Receive it without being able to resist. Even when stuck his fingers in the mouth, which she expertly sucks and cuddles.
ancestral male power - as it should be.
to enjoy it for who knows how many times, by both parties without shame.
to use the pearl necklace to pass one by one, slowly but inexorably, as the worst of torture, the enlarged clitoris infoiati from the mind of the victim hope that the row would never end. That the pressure is strong army, yes, but not enough to ruin the game, breaking the string that holds the row of balls that excite so much, but do not ever come.
to drink the nectar that distinguishes it from the inside and the wet.
to suck my member with good taste, almost as if he liked most about her. A
drive nails in the ass to march as one does with the animals. Already
animals. Time goes by and stops, while our bodies in unison animated blend and mingle in a concert animal. Ask and
have. No restrictions. Do not worry. No limits.
front, below, behind.
remissimiva A little, but that's okay for once - why is my and I do not run away.
hours of play, of lust, of harmonious embrace.
until physical collapse. What
next to each other.
to sleep for the rest of the night.
And then to wake up to discover just want to do yet.
finally conclude with an innocent breakfast anonymous, including looks strong, and a kiss stolen on the stairs of the office, a thousand emotions and stunning outbuildings.
As someone told me long ago: Who says you can not do a good fuck with a friend?
I enjoy the past and get ready for the next.
happy rebirth.
And live happily waiting.
