meeting

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My body, like a magnet, the notice you there so close, he wanted to unite it had a huge desire to wrest pants, asking her to drop everything, including his girlfriend, who like me had neglected other aspects of my life. It had been he who had driven me to learn new things, to buy underwear for my hopes and release it with him, as I took it off to bites. What would become of my life? And if I kept everything as it was? But had made a decision. That, and that I was one month away from everything, away from him and . world around me had the ticket kept on the bedside table.

I pressed furiously my teeth I grabbed his shirt and pounced on me I held tightly as to.. other hand and barely able to nerves that had accumulated inside me was unzipping it with greater skill at his disposal at the time the buttons of his shirt that seemed miles. he was also vigorous. Through the trousers I noticed a lump impetuous highlighted with remarkable presence. That was my downfall. My downfall of a forest without an owner. It helped me take the belt around him, the buttons that imprisoned him. Pulling vehemently clothes on the floor, wanted to see his shirt, pants, underwear, everything was there in my room spread to the way he had wanted to chance.

I stood over him and could feel the oil on my body had stained his. I took the boat that was on the floor and threw it over him. Our bodies slipped, found it hard to stay in the same position. Every touch felt like my body responded with his power. I took a small bite on the earlobe that already had red and throbbing. I stood near his ear to listen without intermittent shaking my breathing caused by him, by that body, the whole situation that seemed to me as surreal as eager. I took a breath and decided to finish that game.

I asked him to do something, to call him with any excuse, I needed to be with him all night, falling at his feet, exhausted by the movement occurred with greater intensity with which he had never done. That night, his body and his soul had to be mine. The man that night, I had a woman who meet and to please the owner.

I ran my hands all over her body, an oily body, a body that had part of my hidden smell after the pores of your skin. A body uncensored shouting the onslaught of a scent of infidelity that I never had seemed so sweet.

I did not want to stop. I did not think the time was able to run as fast. The weather clearly was not for me, or I would have left goodbye as every woman should do the man she loves with all its intensity and that you can never take its fullness.