Mario Part 3

He gently lifts the basin is the signal I expected. Finally button his member, my hand can not contain it all, it’s hard, it’s huge. I begin to stroke over his slip: he moans in my mouth, I rejoice to hear him groan and I prolong the massage caressing every curve of his member. With one click, it picks up and drags me. We are one in front of each other, our lips closer together. Majid begins to unbutton my shirt, kissing every corner of my skin that turns out. I end to get rid of the shirt, while he focuses on my pecs: rubs his face above, she begins to kiss and pauses to lick my nipples, while I kiss her temples and hair. I’m over the moon. Me free nipples and begins the descent towards my abdomen, continuing to kiss me, lingers on the navel, licks it, you slide his saliva and then sucks, blows on it.

 A shiver from the bottom part of the back and I get to the brain: I start to shake, I temples bursting me, my heart in my throat, the cock that wants to break free from the prison in which it was still closed. I begin to untie his belt: the Moor grabs me by the wrists and bring my hands behind my back, I understand that he wants to do. Never taking his lips from my belly, his hands began to shake: loose the belt and trouser button. He rubs his face on my sex still a prisoner of the pants: I have pain in my balls. “Majid, please, please take my pants, she can not resist!” The boy raises his head and looks at me in the face. Our eyes plunge into each other, he smiles begins nibbling just below the navel and in the meantime, slowly slide the bottom hinge and then pull down vigorously, up to my calves, my pants. I begin to breathe a little ‘, he dives with his nose on my slip which has a wet spot up to my chapel and begins to inhale forcefully.

“What you smell good,” he says and rubs his face on my hard lump. Return on my belly starts to kiss me and finally free from my mullet slip grip. My freeing sex slams under his chin, Majid, promptly stops him with his warm lips and begins to kiss my glans. It gets wet lips, opens and sucks the chapel in its jaws. He wraps his penis with her wonderful lips and begins to work it up and down hitting him from time to time with the tip of my tongue: I enjoy scary! Slowly back down to each wins a centimeter of my shaft, his tongue stroking it during the ascent. He grabs the buttocks, squeezing me them with his massive hands, his mouth back up to my cola orifice from which a viscous and transparent liquid, licks it, opens his mouth well and firmly reaches the base of my modest nineteen centimeters cock. Begin to shake your legs, your knees do not sustain me, I abandon myself on the couch and him without taking his mouth from my bird is following me.

Move your right hand to hold the bag of my jewels, while middle and ring fingers begin to massage the skin area between the scrotum and the anus; his left hand is placed on the pubis, the auction basis, beginning to caress and massaging that part.

I sink into the couch, Majid begins to pump like crazy I’m going crazy, body and shivering, I feel the heavy breathing of the boy, his left hand massaging and pressing on her crotch, her right hand goes back and forth with the palm rubbing the bag of my bowls and pushing the two thick fingers almost to open my hole.

I cock that explodes, I climb a shiver down my spine, to the brain and back down to my anus, I feel that I need to cum. I do not know how to Majid notices it, sticks out his right hand from under my ass, off the mouth from my hard bat with veins that are about to explode, sticks his middle finger in the mouth, the wet well and repositions the hand under the scrotum. With his lips sucking my chapel in her mouth and as he starts the descent towards the base of the stand, I feel his finger forcefully enters me in the ass. Arch my back, finger reaching my prostate, begins to hit hard, Majid takes to suck all my bat, I feel his throat, fucking hurts, do not understand anything, I go away the view, the body He begins to shake as if I had convulsions: I explode!
Rinvengo, I feel my liquid still up for the urethral canal, every action of the Majid finger into my anus corresponds to a contraction of my buttocks and kidneys: I continue to cum, never ends, Majid does not stop sucking. I relax.

The boy slows the movement of the head. She slips off her finger from my hole: I feel a slight burning sensation. Raise your head: we look with satisfaction. He gets up and slides over my body up to find ourselves face to face. Majid has all saliva mixed my semen around the mouth half open, his eyes now sparkle like emeralds: we kiss; with his tongue in my mouth, I feel the taste of my cum. We embrace and we abandon ourselves to one of the other: that kiss seemed to never end.

I’m exhausted and emptied: no one has ever made me a blowjob so, I never enjoyed so much.

The anus hurts, obviously Majid with his finger to me destroyed. Majid has left on me, I feel his hot breath on my neck, the beating of his heart on my right pectoral muscle. There is something that causes me pain on the right thigh, do local mind: is the marble fucking boy, still closed in the white slip, surely needs to explode too.
I unravel from under the body relaxed, slide on the floor and kneel in front of the sofa: Majid relaxes on his back on the sacrificial altar, is a spectacle of nature! I bent over him, I begin to kiss the chest, in the meantime I slide my left hand on my inner thigh and began a gentle massage in the area between the junction of the thigh and the base of its member; I go down to the mouth on the left nipple and began teasing him with the wet tip of his tongue: the become rigid in a second, the nibble gently; him sucking her lips moans, rotate head first to one side and then the other.

I move my hand on his still hidden sex: the bag of her jewelry fills the palm of my hand, caressed him, he moans, he says something in Arabic, of course I do not understand. With the hand I start the auction lasts longer exploration of marble, big as a redbull can, is immeasurable and curve towards the left of the body, touches the hip, panties thesis show a damp alone at the glans ; I rise: the free from the white prison. I have a wonderful cock in front of me, I think it is about twenty-two or twenty-three centimeters, the shiny chapel is well sculpted the top spot; just below, the dark and venous skin brings out the pink scar of circumcision. From there begins an emphasis of the column that runs for its entire length up to taper a few centimeters of the base. I reach down on the monument, dip your nostrils in the hedge of hair well taken care of; Male smells, spices, soap and sperm invade my nostrils: it is a blast, best of coke!

Pass his lips to moisten them and, hungry, I rise on fava Majid. Parted lips, or tongue slightly out of his mouth, I start from the base of the pole and slowly climb towards the tip, leaving a trail of drool plentiful along the way. Kiss the scar, and finally reach the summit, well I open my mouth and start the descent of assuring me fondle my wet lips around the glans: the serro, his tongue began to caress the tender flesh, the work of the lips, up and down , gently suck. He writhes, yelps, says things in a language unknown to me, move your pelvis as if to simulate the penetration; I open wide my mouth, I dive down, the meat cylinder begins to fill my whole mouth, rubs me the uvula, stops me breathing: it is in your throat.

I try to win more centimeters of that big cock like a baseball bat, I can not get past the big penis in her throat stimulates me retching, they abandoned the enterprise. With your left hand grab the base of the Doric column, with the palm of the push on the pubis, my head starts to climb and descend, keeping a slow and steady pace. Majid has, squirms, snorts, unable to sit still, she raises and lowers the basin almost oppose my head movement. My hands are flooded from my saliva copious cola in rivulets along the shaft of the Maghreb. I move the left under the spherical Job, the average extension to touch the hole gentle guy, I try to violate that sacred gate. With a click of abdominal, Majid rises and grabs my arm: “No! Please no”.

Withdrawing the criminal hand, grab your penis from under the ball bag, with his right hand began to masturbate accompanying his hand with his mouth as far as I can. My victim begins to jerk, writhing, pushes the pelvis upwards, stretching and muscular legs retires as a player, breathes with difficulty; I understand that is coming my prize: the column in my hand trembles, quivers the chapel in my mouth. A howling bursts into the room, a hot liquid floods my mouth: sweet cum flavor and slightly tannic floods my cave, a tingling as chalk powder scratch my throat. Majid blocks grabbing my head with both hands by the hair; He suspends the movement of the head, grit my lips, but in a moment my mouth is full of nectar.

My mouth is occupied by half a huge cock, sperm continue to come out, there is more space, streams of cum mixed with saliva begin to leak out from the corners of my mouth; but the juice is much, so as not to stifle begin to swallow the coconut nectar. Majid loosens its grip my hair beginning to stroke them, I suck the sewage which flows through the cylinder, I swallow all that is liquid in my mouth: it is a sensory orgasm. Resting my head on a bronze belly, the chapel, a few millimeters from my lips, occasionally emits a start, the kiss; with the tip of the tongue lick droplet coming out of the little hole at the top to the capital: Majid stroking my hair a deep breath. I turn my head 180 degrees, leaving a kiss on the tortellini in the middle of the abdomen, hug the body relaxed on the couch, our eyes meet, our breaths merge. I close my eyes and time stands still, in the green room only echoing our breaths.

A gurgling sound coming from the boy’s stomach brings me back to reality. I open my eyes, Majid has her covered with the right forearm, before me the bibs are raised and lowered ritmando his breath. I look at my watch: 14:10. I’m going to lift me from the prayer position in which I have been for so long, but something blocks my ankles and I fall trying to sit on the edge of the sofa: Majid laughs and I with him. “Hey, we made the 14:10, it’s late, I hear you’re hungry and sincerely too.” – “Come here,” he says; with his hands grab my face pulling me up to his head and kisses me: our tongues darting in my mouth, our fluids stir together. “You’ve swallowed it all!” I said “You did not leave anything” – “Even if you threw out a bunch of stuff barrel, was too good to waste!” I reply. We smile.

“Hey, Moroccan bull, take back that it’s late, I would not want your uncle arrived and we were in this state” – “Quiet Simone, when Mohamed uncle goes by his brother does not fall before evening, it always does so” – ” Ok, anyway ricomponiamoci, you were going to take a shower, I think or was it just an excuse to get me horny and fall into temptation “burst into laughter. “No, no, I do not tempt you, I really have to wash myself, and then, frankly I would have wanted to do this since the first day I met you: I liked you from the start” – “I would have fucked with you as soon as I saw you in the best my office on the first day you came to work for us if it were not for … Mario! “laugh together.

I pull up my pants and briefs, standing there on the thighs “Should I wash myself at least a little ‘” I say turning to Majid. “Come into the bathroom with me” By raising the legs and torso and turning on her butt gets up to his feet and I can riammirare the Bronze Statues in all its glory. “Hey, pig, but have you back in the fucking shot!” I say, looking amazed that cannon that ripuntava upwards. “If you are ready to continue. No strikes me mica a blowjob, “he says with making mischievous: he laughs. “For now we go to wash and then to eat: I have a hunger!” – “I’m hungry,” he replies, “But after lunch I would like to give you sweet!” And freed pig bursts into a laugh that echoes throughout the room . I smile too, “For now laviamoci and eat, then we’ll see, I have the latest commitments.”

Majid goes to the closet, opens it, takes a towel and bathrobe hanging on the side outside, approaching, kissed me gently on the lips, grabs my hand and takes me with him to the exit of the room. In those moments, my brain begins to process a thousand thoughts, fear and remorse: “What the fuck have you done?” Whispers my conscience.