Eleventh Post, Deborah

Hello friends, I hope you're all doing well. After a long time, I'm feeling like making a new post, and by the way, I invite you to check out my previous posts. Well, this story is simple. Around mid-2014, in a typical neighborhood in the southern zone of great Buenos Aires, I was already 28 years old, starting these adventures with Deborah. As everyone knows, death is part of life, and so one day my aunt passed away. The thing is that I went to the funeral home (there's nothing morbid here), and at some point I approached the reception desk to ask for a coffee, and to my surprise, the flight attendant (I suppose that's what you call someone who works there and takes care of the coffee and reception, etc.) was very good-looking, with a girl-like face, a nice body, I quietly got to her counter and surprised her playing Candy Crush, I said something silly and we started chatting while she prepared my coffee, we talked for a bit more and then I left the funeral home. Before leaving, I went to say goodbye to her and obviously wanted her number, so I was frank and direct, since there was no time to waste as the procession was already starting towards the cemetery. Already with her number scheduled, I left. After that, it started a back-and-forth of messages, with many encounters and juicy ejaculations. Unfortunately, she cut off because she wanted seriousness and it was the opposite of what I wanted. That's all, I leave you some nice photos, enjoy!!! Slut face the very girlAnd a eater like none other


















That tight ass was squeezing my cock, generally it was a cum in the ass and another in the mouth. I invite you to pass through my other posts, all real, all my experiences.