This is a story of a part of my life.

This is a story of a part of my life.

At the same time, I must admit that I am a little woodcock … It was certain that by dint of attending Jessica, I would eventually fall back on his brother who had broken my heart … And finally, it is come.

I came to pick her up for a shopping session and evening dredge, unexpected … We love to do this kind of stuff, it’s like little surprises girlfriends. Unfortunately, she was not there! Instead, when I rang and it was he who opened me! I had the breath cut off! We had not seen each other since he had gone to Australia by plating me like an old sock three years ago. But three years is long and it is short finally …

After the first emotion, we quickly regained our complicity of yesteryear. Her perfume, her soft voice, nothing had changed! I had the impression of hallucinating and I had so much to regain our interaction, his body had missed too much! His hands were resting on my shoulders and I knew in the moment what was going to happen. It was a real liberation, I confess.

His way of doing is not at all original, I suppose, but for me, it is unique. Her velvet lips took possession of mine.

His fingers stirred under my dress. They come up along my thighs, very gently … That’s it … like that … Without hurry.

And suddenly, when I really wanted him, he caught me by the panties, powerfully.

My god I wet! I felt my pretty little underwear soaked copiously by my pussy crying with joy. My pelvis advanced to feel even more the pressure of his palm on my intimacy. I came to meet his manipulations of love. His fingers came far through the poor piece of cloth and I wanted them to go far beyond, it was too long!

DSC_9874Not holding it anymore, I deaped it in fourth gear to take his tire-changer in the mouth. His tail, still as reactive, bandaged hard, like steel. I grabbed it by the balls and square it behind the glottis. Deep throat, straight, bluntly!

We’re like that in the navy, go hop! I drooled on the craft producing noises from infamous toilets. My borborygs were worthy of a black metal album!

I would have liked to eat the whole man. I had an eating cravings! My tongue came to tease his compact purses, before climbing up the length of his wiggle. I caressed his abs so firm. It was even more beautiful than before, a real little miracle. But soon he was hungry for me too.

He stooped between my legs to deliver me from the high evil that stirred my senses and my endiabwe spine.

His tongue produced a real electric shock in my body. The spark started from the bottom of my pussy to go up all along my spine.

I felt whole, satisfied and full of envy. I was finally in my place in the world, in communication with the universe. I think I had a mystical experience in fact.

DSC_9913 My body resonated with imaginary sounds and I moaned while my big cat was lapping the apricot with an ardor that said too well his frustration at not having devoured me for three long years.

I felt that my body was never going to emerge from the extreme tension in which it had plunged me so well. My rattle of happiness has risen, I pushed a long: “aaaahh …” and suddenly, all the delicious tension that inhabited me disappeared, like a breath retained during all a night of dreams unavowable.

I was back in the real world … I was addicted again, I had never ceased to be.

I threw myself on the couch pulling off my dress. “Come and fuck my pussy!” Fill me, brothel! “

DSC_9969 I wanted it right away in me. I posed doggy style and I pulled on my two buttocks bulging to welcome him in my other sticky. The big happy chance that made me think even more that the stars were perfectly aligned is that I had put on my lingerie level. I looked like a whore. It was because I hoped to catch that evening! But I was far from imagining what I would go up in my sinful nets!

His stick of meat immediately took possession of me. I was no more than a doll of flesh when I was at the point of his sting. It was hot boiling boy! It literally slashed me from the start. A real fucking machine. I had the strange impression that he had refrained from fucking all this time. It was wrong, of course, he is too cute for that, but what a man! I took it for my rank.

Then he lifted me up from the ground to better restore me to his sacred trunk. I let myself melt on the burning pal.

He shook himself under me with the energy of hope rising from his ashes. It was beautiful like a film of amateur balls, those that turn true lovers. He triturated my tits while pounding me. It was crazy, it was crazy, I had not taken my foot like that since my last time with him, when I knew he was going to leave and he kept fucking me knowing every time that Would hardly last.

But since he had returned to tramp the French soil and its occupants … He wanted to leave an impression, I believe and that’s where he fucked me.

The most incredible thing is that we had never done it before, because at the time, I was afraid of pain. But I too had had some crazy sexual experiences since he left.

I had drowned in an angry sexual grief many times and was copiously sodomized to avenge me for his absence. This was our second time!

I lay down, lascivious on my girlfriend’s couch, he stuck behind me and the tip of his thrust threatened my eyecup with an adorable perforation.

“Go, bore me, Perceval, do your duty and do not disappoint me, deliver me from this burden on the spot! “We always liked to beat the medieval trips he and I …

And so, his big pal came to do his office. “Do not mollify before the ordeal, Guinevere, you are a brave ribald! “

Ah, how inventive in those moments, I adore! Anyway, his thick, bloody pine broke the onion well … I was filing all the way. First slowly, as it should be, the time that my rear axle expands well. Then, the blows of the kidneys became more powerful, more sustained, I began to be bombarded with anal love. It became very precise, machinic. My robot-sodo turned out wonderfully. When her balls began to bang against my lips, I realized that we were only at the beginning of the dance.

DSC_0140He lifted me above him to better replant on his stem. Now I could control the pace. I gave myself to heart-joy. I played the swing on his sleeve with balls. I waved my pelvis on his tail.

I have adopted a more and more frenetic rhythm. I pushed my visitor further and further into my little corridor. It was like having a ghost in the cellar, eventually. Except that the ghost was very rigid and that his body was not cold at all! This visitation took on brothel accents.

My ass was a real lupanar, a backyard of miracles, a merry-go-round! I was turning his little soldier well in my narrow garrison and taking him for his rank.

His helmet banged against all my doors. And it banged very hard, believe me! The whole barrack was going to be good for a total redecoration!

I had to abandon my initiative and let him take the handle again. I pulled very hard on my thighs to feel it in the hollow of my belly. Like this good dick had missed me! And what an emotion to feel her fucking me for the first time!

DSC_0209For our last ride, he took my ass doggy style on the sofa. It sank centimeter by centimeter. The leather had a vulgar odor and my face was crushed against the armrest that I wanted to bite when I felt my avenue deformed to let the emperor triumph one last time.

It was the return of Eastern Sylla and democracy was not on the program! The good people of my ass went severely to unravel. I let the storm of his loins break through me. The armada of his battering ram was literally breaking down the gates of the city….

What an unusual fucker, I thought he would never stop!

But even wars have an end and it ends in joy and sperm … It’s still better than tears and blood, right? Ah ah ! That I love my big sodomite ghost!