AM WHORE (V): The first test

I had to ingeniármelas to insinuate to him without raising suspicion anyone else, because I do not obviously like the idea that they saw us together. That would balance the rumors in favor of Peter, and while passing this test would not help me at all, because my fame slut would be confirmed. So after spying a days (what a boring life had), I went to the bar where usually he and a couple of minutes before he arrived I sat next to the stool that usually occupies. So when it came I was already beside him, the way more casual. Surreptitiously I gave him a written paper and put it at me strangely. I said very quietly not to talk, to read the paper at a later time and not comentase anyone about what he had written there. So long ago of this I do not remember exactly what put on paper, but it was a hot proposition, my phone number and hours in which I could call, they were the moments in which I was home alone. I finished the juice that I was doing eternal with the growing smell of Venancio and left without saying a word. When I got home I called Peter and asked him where he wanted to be tested. He said that Venancio own house he had found a good place from which to take pictures without being seen either from the house or from the street.

Venancio at first that he could call me, told me that the note had put me hot and worth that was not teasing him, I would find out what is good. We met at his house on a Friday night at 9, I told my parents I was going to a friend’s house at midnight and again, because despite being 14 years old my parents were very lenient with me, so now It is called ” attention deficit&quot ;. At nine in the evening I went home from Venancio. It was assumed that he was home, but did not answer my knock at the door. The house was big, inspired from outside becouse you could tell they had seen better days, perhaps parents Venancio, or something. It was fortunate that the house would find outside the village, but I thought that if all the evidence would have to walk much, he would do the exercise twice. I was fifteen minutes waiting at his door, after which time it came with a drunk like that always clung like … well not always, because they usually came home later. Anyway if and smelly, with that breath he smelled worse wine. ” You’re late ” I said, and replied that it is never too late if that is good. He opened his door and invited me to come before him, taking advantage of walking in front of him to give me a pat on the back and grab it with gusto. I moved my eyes to the ceiling with resignation, and I saw it was dirty. The whole house was full of dirt: the kitchen with all the pots covered with fat, spotty bathroom … sickening, but I was trying to escape from it all. Instructions Peter was doing in the attic, which was equipped with a bed, wardrobe and desk, and there was a ceiling agujerillo that would allow take pictures. Venancio I asked where I was and what I said. I went there directly, without turning up at him, walking behind me while I drooled and said she had a ass well as for one so young (total, it took me 17 years instead of 14). When we climbed the stairs to the second floor of the house, the bedroom, grabbed my ass again, this time with both hands and not let go until you get to the stairs that lead to the attic. We finished up and pushed me against the bed, letting me bend forward. I pulled down my pants and panties and started rubbing my pussy with his hands, obviously dirty, as I drooled neck. I pulled back a little and took off my clothes, preferring babease me my first dirty clothes and having to explain at home why it was so. I said it was a moment to the bathroom to pee, and waiting could not stop spinning to what I was doing. Worst of all is that grab my ass I’d put a little horny and wanted to fuck. Not with him, but I wanted. My libido has always been for free, regardless of what they say my senses and feelings.

I started to masturbate, thinking that if I became more horny out not be so unpleasant, and the truth is that it worked. Venancio time he returned I was already hot and bothered me be your whore least for the night. He wanted to fuck me, period. I got it sitting on the edge of the bed and masturbating legs open. I told him to fuck me and told me that before you have to suck dick. It was imagine what Venancio cock and almost makes me want to mourn. But I had to, so I bite the bullet and stuck my dick in his pants zipper. He grabbed her hand and felt the touch of dirt on his cock, which was not very big but it was already strong. It was snuggling up to her and a mixture of smells semen, urine and sweat I came I almost tide, plus they had traces of what is usually called ” curd&quot ;. The very bastard or cock cleaned after pajearse or fuck whores. I put it in my mouth, and I tasted that corresponded with that mixture of smells. As I was sucking him he was hardening, and myself could feel my breath was getting that foul smell. ” The strange thing is you do not have crabs ” I thought as he continued wiping, and never better, that pig dick because I removed all the cottage cheese. Then he pulled away and I lay down on his back. I opened my legs and stood over me with his dick in pussy, tucked just the tip. He began to say nasty I did not even listen, just thinking about the breath of wine and all that came to me directly in the face. While still talking he started pumping and I closed my eyes trying to enjoy. But there was no way with that breath hitting my face continually. I asked to change position but he said he has not, there would be time for much, but quickly ran into my shell. I felt inside that the run had been abundant, and in fact when he pulled out a few drops. I felt like laughing because I was half filled cum minute after he had to tell me while, but then when I went then told me to put in four. I thought so at least would not give me his breath on my face, so I would be better and maybe get to enjoy something. I did not like feeling his breath on my neck as he fucked me doggy style hair and pulled me up, but I got a bit more enjoyment. When I was already pre-orgasm tremors, he pulled and spun me around again leaving me lying face up. At the time I guessed what was going to happen, and knelt over me, with cock cum on my face to him. When he did what I thought had to be earlier in my pussy, because the second was also plentiful. Most threw me in the mouth, and shut it down was spreading what kept falling down her chin and cheeks. I swallowed the last thing that entered my mouth and I put his cock so would take away the remains. And I ended with the slaughter went down to wash up as I could in that bathroom full of shit, and once dressed and ready to leave the house told him not to tell anyone what had happened. Naive of me to think that would keep his mouth shut without expecting anything in return. He told me and call me back one day to have fun. I’m out of there and as soon as I got home I answered the four questions of rigor that made my parents and I escopetada into the shower, where I masturbated in silence to charge me orgasm that Venancio had given me earlier. I had never felt so dirty as that day, and the fact is that with such a pig uncle had been about to cum. I added a new rarity to my sexual deviations. Dirty sex

And six were men who shared me, telling the boys cache, and the pig Peter Venancio, who occasionally called me to get me that dirty dick milk unloaded quantities were not normal every time you ran .