She could betray me if you were able to perceive the surrounding reality. But you did not care. There was a long, drawn-out moan. "Now you can," I decided, and looked out from behind the curtains. You, naked, except for lace black stockings, lay on the bed, legs apart, and your lover - a very young boy - blissfully drowned face in your hips. Your eyes were closed, and your hands played the boy's hair, drawing his head to him. The groans grew louder, then turned into an animal scream so familiar to me. The boy fell on top of you and wanted to enter, but you gently pulled away, turned him over and straddled. I knew how you like the rider’s posture, but for the first time I saw her from the side. How beautifully your breasts sway to the beat of the movements! How thin the waist becomes and how wide the hips! Now the boy groaned. Not allowing him to finish, you easily jumped off your “saddle”, bent down and began to drive nipples across his chest. Kissed on the lips, in the shoulder, in the chest. Then she went down below.
Frozen, I looked like your plump lips, which I loved so much, covered the hard male member, the tongue licks the head, the thin fingers play with the scrotum, the manicured claw strokes and spreads the anus ring. Your tight buttocks brazenly sticking up in some meters from me. I could not stand it anymore. Having pulled the belt out of the trousers, I folded it in half and with all my strength pulled you over the ass. A scarlet scar immediately appeared on the delicate skin. Two screams rang out almost simultaneously. First yours, cry of pain and surprise, then your partner, a member of which fell into the steel trap of sharp female teeth. I, angry, came out from behind the curtains, clutching the weapon of retribution in my hands. The guy, holding on to a bitten cock, crawled off to the corner of the bed. You, having understood that there is nothing to lose, you boldly looked into my eyes. Quickly assessing the situation, pulled down my pants, devoid of a belt, and freed from my underpants my treacherously sticking out body. She took him by the trunk and pulled her to her. And, as if nothing had happened, she began to caress and lick him, just as a minute ago, the organ of her young lover. I was already too excited and did not keep myself waiting. My sperm dripped down your face, mixing with makeup.
“Did you forgive me, honey?” Your eyes asked.
- We'll figure it out with you - I said haughtily - And you - I turned to the guy - went away.
And looking, as he frantically pulls up his underpants, he added:
- Say thanks to this whore. Do not have to dirty your hands on you.
The guy backed toward the door.
- Go, show yourself to the vet, ferret - I added, without turning around. The guy was younger and obviously healthier, but too demoralized to resent and, moreover, to resist.
When the door closed behind him, I approached you. You sat silently on the edge of the bed. Having made a strap out of a belt, I threw it around your neck and gently pulled it, watching your eyes widen. Then my eyes settled on a pile of top and bottom clothing scattered across the floor. Picking up my raincoat, I threw it at you.
- Get dressed.
You dutifully threw him over his naked body and followed me to the door.
- Shoes dress up.
So we came out of the entrance into the darkness of the night. Ahead of me, behind you, on a belt as on a leash.
The street was empty. Coming out of the dark doorway on the sidewalk, I took off your belt and pushed you forward.
- Do you want me to forgive you?
- Yes Dear.
- Suck off the first comer.
- How do you say cute.
Footsteps were heard in the dark. I pushed you closer to the lantern and disappeared into the darkness of the doorway. A peasant of about forty, of medium height, of a nondescript look approached you. Seeing you, involuntarily slowed down. You, blatantly looking into his eyes, opened your cloak. Your naked body in a mermaid shimmered in the light of a lantern. Porn stories The man slipped from his lips something like "no fucking yourself." He froze like a pillar, without taking his eyes off you. You came close to him, put your hand on the groin and, making sure that the “client is ready”, pulled her along like a door handle. Having taken your victim in the doorway, you leaned the peasant against the wall and knelt in front of him. The zipper of his pants rang and there was a familiar squish sound.
Cuddling against the wall to remain invisible, I looked at your silhouettes, on your head in a heap of black hair, moving back and forth through a foreign member. I imagined what was happening in the soul of a peasant, and did not know whether to be happy or sorry for him. He was walking, a balding loser with a beer belly, in his Khrushchev "two-piece", to a flabby untidy wife and arrogant teenagers - children. Instead, he was captured by a magical beauty, which he had previously seen only on TV and on porn sites, where he looked into rare and happy moments of loneliness. But he could not stretch the moments of unearthly happiness for a long time, after a couple of minutes he passionately moaned and got ready to finish. Feeling it, you released the penis from your mouth and put your bare breasts under it. I have never seen such an orgasm. The little man fought as if in hysterics and squealed like a little piglet, splashing his seed material in all directions, which, alas, no one will need. When he calmed down a little, you got up from your knees, took a raincoat and haughtily said:
- Everything, the session is over. Free
Turned away from him, immediately forgetting, and went to me. But the man did not seem to be going to stop there - he grabbed your hand and tried to stop it. Maybe the phone wanted to know, and maybe say the classic: "and kiss?". I had to intervene:
- They told you - “I am free” - I gave a voice from the gate. The man shuddered and, not knowing what else was waiting for him in the dark, shallowly snarled in the direction of the more crowded streets, slowly recovering from the incident.
- Guys, hold him - I decided to give the hero-lover acceleration. Lynx went into a gallop. You looked at me and silently walked past me to the entrance. Entering the apartment, she stopped at the door, and leaning against me, asked:
- Did you like it, honey?
Inhaling the tart smell of someone else's sperm, I whispered:
- You were great! As always. Quickly in the shower!