Robert Laliberté
When they finally arrive, are seated in front of a friend of Alex, Richard, a boy haired blacks and beautiful eyes, trying to convince me to go in a room upstairs. I whispered what he'd like to do on a rainy night like that, me I feel I'm imagining her mouth as she takes your dick between her lips.
When in the large mirror behind the bar you see, along with Alex, I'm thinking so hard that I was already a layer of sticky wet thighs.
Richard saw me away from the conversation when you're already in the middle of the room, he forces himself to move their eyes to look at your reflection. You are like a magnet, men and women will follow with the eyes, the feeling is electric.
Your face is perfectly outlined by the glass, your eyes staring at me and challenges me to Alex not to smile. For some time, and we look sufficient, until I give up and my neck turns to welcome you and make presentations to the rite.
"Hello," she whispered, your breath is warm on my bare shoulder, your voice is sweet. I hear you when you stand behind me, I feel your hand slips while you make your life more closely. A light fragrance mingles with the smell of sea water, a scent of a woman remains motionless in the air leaving me a question - a woman, which one? - And the desire is already almost unbearable. I lean to you, with your back against your chest, and you look in the mirror again. Wear a shirt white, tiny twins, and her hair is short, a rebellious curl will fall on the forehead above his right eye.
The room is full of people, I see in front of Richard, first Alex. The idea of \u200b\u200bus together that we pass to the next level makes me smile.
"We settle," you say pointing to the boy, "there's a bit 'casino, but we have a table where we stand."
Richard is embarrassed, he came to you, he wanted to meet, but her fingers run too quickly through the glass, it is clear that we have found intriguing.
us our way through the maze of tables and order drinks, Richard asks his third mojito. "Never chewy mint?" You say slowly taking a branch from each glass and bringing it to the lips of the boy. "The action of the cold makes you want to carnal desires."
Richard burst into a sea of \u200b\u200blaughter, "forward", you say sour, your lips curl.
you Richard puts his hand on his arm, the stop light pink nail polish gently on your skin in an attempt to protest. "No," she says shyly. Wry smile, he insists, holds the group of leaves in front of his mouth and looked into his eyes.
Riccardo fixed stupid, what begins to flow in the veins is too mechanical to be arrested, look at your hand and feels trapped, but your persistence is primarily to please him.
"What do you say, Ricky?" Alex asked in a voice that is barely a whisper, "then we can bring our ass upstairs." In response to Ricky looks down, it has my same air every time I do understand how it can be love.
Do you feel uncomfortable, stupid, but after a couple of seconds his lips slightly open mouth and put it in the bundle of leaves, while watching the bitterness of the flesh covers the tongue.
"No hurry, boy, it sucks," you say slowly as if he still did not speak the same language. Her throat is lifted while swallowing, you smile, Richard explains why he does not need this part, but somehow calm. Begins to trust, you leaned back on the back and says, 'hey, it's weird. "
"Strange, how? "Says Alex.
"The language is strong ..." a sarcastic giggle squirts in the air. I look at him, has the high cheekbones, lips pursed, listen and bites the inside of the cheeks, alternately, first one and then the other. His blood is turning whirling faster and faster.
"Shall we go? "Is looking at us in turn. Swallows.
Alex gets up, "let's go." "You have all night, right, Ricky? "
Richard throws down a couple of sips of rum and then rises from his chair as if emerging from a swimming pool, beckons to us and surprise me. Let that his tongue out of her mouth, her lips still parted, her tongue pushing hard. She massages his groin and talks turn to you, "they told me that you're a very demanding." I see him shake a little, I have a long shiver, I feel an empty head. You laugh heartily.
My inner ear is a tendency, self-discipline concealing my expectation. Seems to spend so much time, Richard continues to pull in and out of the language, widening the mouth with the index and middle fingers, begins to caress the inside while the saliva drip down my hand.
"Say ..." you do, sarcastically. "What do you want? "
My head spins. Alex repeats the gesture of the hand and cheek, with Richard whispers something like "hold on, eh? "
The head of Richard snaps of assent," because you "will tell you," we're careful, right? "His voice comes out sharp.
You get up and grabbed his face in his hands, whispering softly, "I'm careful, quiet." "Well? What do you want? "
Her lower lip began to tremble," Sure, "he says, stretching a hand toward fingers pressed his face, "here ... I wish, I'd like to help me ... ," he murmurs.
"You're a naughty boy, is not it?" Tell on him, crushing his head against the body of Alex. "You're a conceited little bitch, a slut wicked and perverse, is not it? '. "Please ..." Ricky groans. I see him melt. I have cramps.
"Please what?" Sank his hand on her face, crushing his chin, the pressure unbearable him gape. "Tell me, tell the patient.
"Punish me," Ricky mumbles, "until I learn ...." He's really shaking.
"You do a really great kid, a great face bitch ', wheezing, breaking a finger in her mouth.
"Yes, yes, well." Ricky gasps, to me it's like a hot and iced spasm shook me to the core. Between his legs is my pussy pulsing like a burning brand. I enjoy the looks secretly furious. My heart beats faster. "Please," she whispered in my turn, I pray something vaguely corrupt and pure, just look back to Your Property and in a remote corner.
All I can think about are you and him, his torment and your excitement, an irresistible combination.
"You have a very good side," he repeated, stroking the cheek and I close my eyes.
"Let us," you say.
"I want you to stay here," he adds, turning to me with protectively. My eyes are wide open, "Lord ..." I'm going to say, but your arms around me. I stop.
"after", he concludes, my stomach tightens. I feel the tears ingrossarmisi inside, I'm too excited.
Rest in my place and look up the ladder when you're away.
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