SEX & THE CITY MADRID CITY

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Saturday night Bar Motor B, Madrid, Spain, 11.30 pm. .

Good atmosphere sitting on a bar stool I’m dressed to kill <.../p>

stilettos booties 12 cm heels, miniskirt, sexy bra and denim jacket . against the backrest of the stool bottle of beer and a shot of whiskey.

The victim takes to lean on the bar and look at me with eyes gallant third.

. Paul, thirtysomething, black hair, sideburns and stubble, boots, shirt World Tour Nosequien and leather jacket I like I used <../p>

You want to invite me to drink and want conversation . I only care about one of the two.

…. Bathroom closed with bolt my back against a wall, legs resting on the opposite My heels tacletean at the door Bustle behind her More morbo .

The face of the gallant third sunk between my legs. He is hungry. Eat.Their language is a whirlwind of pleasure. Much joy. The friend promised.

I invited two tequilas. Magreos and lustful kissing. His hands sink into the depths of my skirt. I waddle, and my butt refrota in his bulging package. The gallant caresses my breasts above the bodice. Attendees have the flame of desire in his eyes. It motivates me.Le envy. Live Sex crave. But today, the goddess of pleasure not address their appeals. He has already found who succumbs in his heretical shrine.

Let’s go home. I do not live far away. At the door has its Honda VT 750 Shadow Spirit. Very cool.Worthy of me.

Flight pinned to her waist. I nibbled the ears and neck. My tongue runs around his neck. Bristly hair hopeless. My rider howls at the moon like a wild wolf. My fingers caress her pubis. His body cast mine, burning desire. It will soon be consumed in my pyre.

. Welcome the planet Maya Braun

The clink of dozens of candles subtly illuminates my bedroom. Smells like jasmine. It is perturbardor. Delicate satin sheets that will host my unleashed lust. And a huge mirror opposite the bed reflect the dirtiest scenes. That brutal lust of a beast in heat. The music fills the room. This city never sleeps. Eurythmics. That song takes the perfect bitch in me.

Dance to the rhythm imposed lubricious Annie Lennox. Sensual. Hypnotic.

My new lover lying on the edge of the bed. His shirt flies through the air. The trousers unbuttoned just keeps protected your most prized weapon. I contemplated spellbound. What do you think what you see ?. You like. It will be yours.

I offer my special lap dance. Learned from the best stripper in Madrid. Hundreds of men lost their tickets for the dance. Clothing falls to the ground like dry leaves in autumn. Fondle my breasts, moist with my saliva. My buds lit cross this sinful body that shines already burning. The biker pants obscene. Touch itself.Applauds and jelly with ribald phrases. He wants to kill dust. He knows he will die of pleasure. I allow rubbing my ass with his tongue while dancing. Ohhh yes. It’s so warm on my skin. Play with her hair. And the music drags me, dominating me. My flesh no longer belongs to me. It is offering in the liturgy of bodies.

Beau can no more. He wants to possess. Naked and shows his cock, hard as rock, pointing toward me. Juicy. Expectant.

Sitting on it, I invite you to know the taste of my breasts. Grab them as a child holds his greatest asset. Lame with relish. Nibbles nipples. Ohhh, God, good. My body arches. I urge you not to stop, to sate his mouth me.

Frolic on white satin. We eat snacks skin. Tangle vibrant languages, are worshiped. Each other mutually give us oral pleasure. Gasps tear the thick air. Swallow member until her dripping lips touch these compact testicles. I feel full of delicious honey. Soon it will be mine. avid gather saliva cascading down the trunk. My sex has burst. It is a raging ocean. Mmmm yes, it’s all for you. he grabs my head hard, and gives strong thrusts, pinning her to the depths of my throat. And his mouth tastes like the sea. You know me.

My fingers impregnated sex lose inside your body. They know the way. A muffled groan drowned her ecstasy. It hurts. Likes. Le uncomfortable. He wants to stop. But I am an expert. Never.You’ll know the total pleasure.

I bite your mouth, lascivious she licks her lips, her face. We look at each other.I need only two words. My breath resonates in the room like a mantra. “Let yourself go”.

My fingers and play free. And my mouth taste his cock in a crazy swing. He squirms with delight. He never felt the sweet itch. That deep stimulation that makes a man does not distinguish between Good and Evil.

Anchored to the headboard hands from handcuffs. My gallant third is in prison. I clenched. Horny to despair. I lean forward, artistic and putísima. In front of his face I prietas my buttocks and my sex ajar. Damp. Welcoming.The disease kills him. Lick. Do not stop. Ohhh, yes well !. Love.

Take your reward. I feel gently on his phallus. My back against his chest. Woww, yeah, man !!. I can feel every part of his manhood me to fill entire drill. Fully engaged. Pumped furiously. The sound of wet bodies like waves breaking on a cliff, intoxicates me. It is mixed with the music, with the moans, the cries of passion. Ardo inside.

Go on, fuck me, párteme two

Our image is reflected in the mirror. The scene shakes me. It makes my sex overflowing. Look at us.Is not perfect?. Mmmm yes, of course it is. Go hard. Give me more. Give it everything. My gallant vibrates. Contemplate the primal scene howling and lunges. Untie me, bitch goddess .. !. I will destroy you. Let me preñarte whole.

His hands covering me all. rough. Scratch my skin. I do fly. They slide down my body drenched in sweat. Clinging to my swollen breasts, my hips, my belly full of it. I penetrate me aside. Rhythmic. Febrile. Hold my leg to feel more deeply the rush. And I’m sorry. he feels them. His mouth devours canival my face. The smell of my hair blinds him. The hours are seconds and I’m in heaven.

I want to see your face. I want your eyes on me. Make me the missionary key on the cross. I squeeze her butt in tension. Ohh, there, all within !. Stronger, and more and more. Heartthrob is already third second. Spit in my mouth, on my chest. He excites me. I want your saliva. The claim. The choking air. Condemned to die of lust. My nails pierce his back. Bellows pleasure. Threads of blood and salt adorn our orgasm. My inside overflows with its tide. He convulsed with joy lover. It is precious. I love to see the face of the lover to come. But I’m not satisfied. I want more of it. I do not let you relax.

Hair Frighteners. Rodeo cowboy riding in which I unchecked fours. Ohhhh, God, I’m dying !!. It stings so much. I like it so much. Fuck the ass. Do not cut yourself.I thrusts his stake on both sides alternately. Is the most. It’s formidable. You’re beautiful. You’re the host, aunt. Yes, I am the host. Today was your lucky night. Manly sweat drops falling on my back. They are refreshing summer rain on my skin. Whips my butt. Pinching my nipples. He loves it.Me too. Pierces my pockets long time until a new climax takes me into outer space.

he wants me as its essence. No not yet.I’ll make you a hunk first.

Its rear desecrated by a large latex vibrator. Speed ??5. And my mouth swallows his cock down. Roars like a lion. What unique pleasure. He has never felt anything like it. I know.So I want you to know that outburst, this delirium. My clever tongue pampers the peak of his power. What penetrate and suck hard until the press, and first, explodes in my mouth a flood of white magma, between screams and oaths of eternal love. Take Paul, drink the cup of my mouth. Discover the taste of your passion. And my lover falls complacent rendered on white satin with love sweet aftertaste in the throat.

Almost at dawn heartthrob first goes through my door. I’m satisfied. Five powders and four orgasms endorse me. And their milk factory closed by death.

I do not want your phone. I do not want appointments. Perhaps we see out there.

I want to sleep with the smell of wild sex in my skin.

It’s Sunday.They are the 14.40 h. Just lifted, I write with a coffee at my side.

Luce bright sunshine and the praying mantis starts a new day after a night of hunting.