Stories of Katy (I)

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was raining that afternoon had been with her soul but in the end they were because apparently he found the guy who took time flirting with her and priorities were more than clear. He understood, for it was her soul mate and had practically grown together but the reality hit the window in drops of water reminded him that dull, gray afternoon would not improve by itself.

he got up and told herself to trace the afternoon suddenly came over him one of their deepest perversions. He felt a tingle in the crotch and her nipples hardened subtly. He had long had in mind investigate the world of contacts on the Internet at any of these sites that allow you to make a profile with some photos and chat with strangers on issues that scandalize anyone and gray and wet afternoon that seemed ideal. With some anxiety and shivering he went to the kitchen and an orange juice is served with a tablespoon of honey with a ham sandwich with lettuce leaves, he had a long afternoon at the computer and had to look after his stomach.

The house was large, had one large room and top floor of the middle floor which is accessed by a spiral staircase that began beside the couch. In front of the sofa he had the TV and behind a window of 5× 5 meters overlooking the cityscape of Barcelona. Things were going well for the company and worked from home in his studio upstairs in front of his bedroom. After leaving the kitchen from which the whole room looked, he went upstairs and sat down at the computer.

The casings will be tightened and a chill through his body inched from the feet to her sex, her back, her nipples, was on one of those occasions that he would relinquish control to Katy slut in him and that excited her and created a pleasant product of expectation anxiety and libido.

It was recorded in one of these profile pages and put some of his most intimate photos for attention. After a few minutes he started getting connected chats men who say obscene things and asked him live sex shamelessly. It was clear that none of them would step on his home while the idea of ??inviting a stranger, tied to the bed and let him control the excited very much, but knew he could not go beyond certain limits because the people were very mad. Slowly and after you read conversations, look profile photos and chat about forbidden subjects she was surprised herself when her left hand possessed by Katy slut began to rub gently between her legs.

He wore a white shirt with a black pajama lace thong, liked to go without many clothes around the house as it was warm, comfortable and did not need more. His blond hair caressed her back as he was slowly relaxed increasingly relying on computer chair. Due to a higher force her legs were opened while shamelessly stroking the clitoris. It was inevitable, was horny. Many subtle conversations and Katy had exalted slut unforgiving. But I did not want to end up like I was masturbating Arta late into the morning, or to take home to strangers after the bars close. He needed more, something different, something different, exotic. Suddenly she blushed at the thought and a chill ran through the hairs on his neck.

Katy -Céntrate she told herself. He closed the page chat with every conversation, sat in his chair, closed her legs and started to search for needed new things and chatting not filled.

To be continued .(every Friday www.eroticbox.es)