This narrative is one hundred percent real and I lived it in 2003, I wish to share it with you.
By my part, I never thought that I would stop to tell something that has been happening to me with a blonde woman and green eyes, 42 years old, let's say 1.67m, 54 kg, very pretty she is. Do you like her? I love her!!!!!
I am 31 years old, Pisces, fiery, 1.71m, 74 kgr, dreamer, recently received lawyer, normal body, with beard, addicted to playing football.
I met her through chat, I'm Lover, she's Sol. We chatted twice and she gave me her phone number. She had just separated and has a teenage son.
When we saw each other for the first time, we met at a bar in Palermo. I must make it clear that we are both shy, and since we had already talked about this, we took our time. The two first dates did not have kisses, it was all friendly, cinema, healthy drinks – tea – and nothing more.
But on the third date, I took her to a brewery that porteños should know El Bolson , in San Telmo.
The vibe between her and me wasn't trap or sex, no. The vibe was romantic, the search for her other self, of my immortal beloved, so I think everything resulted and results so special.
It was Friday night, it was full. And there I gave her the first kiss, with feminine consent.
Her fine lips didn't suggest that she was an excellent kisser, I was pleasantly surprised. We were giving each other kisses too vigorously, we licked our commissures, contours in a felinelike way at the sight of all the clients in that bar, but what did we care then.
We kissed freely, but our hands were discreet and didn't touch any intimate areas. Because she seemed like a lady to me and I didn't want to seem like a libertine, I wanted to be a Romeo with all the letters. And I think I was, at least she said that later.
The next date was passionate and it was the day after.
It was thus that walking with Sol on Avda. Santa Fe on Sunday at 4 am, we started to warm up, my hands reached her thighs and my member started to wake up. So I told her now that I feel your Booty, I want to plant the flag. Now it can't be, nature played us a bad trick. She had her period. I felt like an unlucky person. We kept walking and every so often she would stop me to kiss her with longer and longer kisses, then I'd go down to her neck or lick the lobe of one of her ears. I suggested my interest in joining our bodies while lamenting that she was on her days, until she responded well, we could do something anyway. Inside my mind it said give champion. Negro world champion. We got into a taxi, gave the driver the height of a hotel on Paraguay street and then I dedicated myself to kissing the mouth of that red-haired woman who was older than me and moving the floor with her. I rubbed against her legs, squeezed her hands tightly. Slowly this beautiful woman, repressed by childhood lessons, self-imposed morality, what others would say or whatever, was letting go little by little and I was the luckiest man to be with such a woman. Already in the hotel she remained timid, the surrender wouldn't be so easy. Let's just say she came out of the toilet fully dressed like she had entered. From the start we agreed not to penetrate her since it seemed to her that it wasn't decent to do so while she was on her period, an opinion I didn't share but didn't mention either. Despite such a condition, I respected it strictly and I think I lived something inexplicably beautiful. It happens that this 42-year-old woman seemed like a virgin. Everything she did was with such modesty and sweetness that it seemed she hadn't lived the fire in four walls or any Eden. Her underwear was white, her tiny ass was like a teenage girl's, thin, fair-skinned and her breasts were normal, rather small but with an extra addition: her nipples always stood up naturally, which she She replied that it brought all sorts of coarseness when she made heat or went on vacation to the coast.
I hugged her, poured myself over her, licked her neck, ears, unbuttoned her bodice, and performed circles around her nipples. My tongue rubbed against those hard nipples like dice. She has no belly, so my tongue easily descended to her natural forested mount of Venus without trimming. Her pubic hair was red, beautiful scrubland, and then I went down to perform one of my specialties: cunnilingus. I put myself on top of her, putting my face a little lower than her sex, licking the inner side of her thighs, which seemed as soft as baby booty. My tongue likes to use it like a roller that goes up and down, alternating moisture with kisses she gladly gives me. Then I go back to her crotch and lick the sides, folds or creases of her crotch, without even licking her pubic hair. That drives her crazy. I kiss the whole area, but her vagina is ignored. She barely touches her pubis with my hand.
Sun, please turn around? she obeys silently. My tongue starts rolling from her red neck to the birthplace of her booty and how it feels like my companion is shivering!! Her breathing isn't the same.
I keep licking that thin back that drives me crazy, making vertical strokes of my tongue from her shoulders - what smooth skin she has there until her glutes and vice versa. I don't get tired of doing this; I seem like a cat licking her vital liquid. I'm an admirer of booty and Sol has a butt for a contest, although she says I exaggerate. I massage it, open it, play with her booty, give her long kisses, some loud sips, and prepare to put my tongue in her anus, passing my tongue over her cheek in the area of the ridge, which is also hairy. I must acknowledge that her hairstyle natural heats me up more like this, it seems savage sex is approaching. Until my tongue plants a flag in her anus and I scrape with my tongue and give, give. I notice she starts to feel immense pleasure and my tongue takes its place. Ayyyyyyy, how I would eat her ass and get inside, but not yet, I prefer this to seem tantric sex for now. Her well-licked ass all night was well visited by me. Now let me, it says. Go to sleep, I want to give you some treats. The best is coming, I think. She gets on top of me. Her temperature exceeds mine now. I close my eyes, she kisses my mouth, long kisses, she kisses my nipples, neck, nibbles my nipples, touches my strong legs and feels that my penis touches her breasts. She climbs to my height and bumps into my chest with her tits. How crazy it makes me feel the blonde. Until finally she touches my sex, more tangentially performing caresses and that is the exact word, because never a woman has caressed my penis so softly. Everything she does is soft. She takes it away finally, after all those turns, to her mouth, takes it with such delicacy that it seems fragile, kisses it, rubs it with her tongue, lips, sucks it in sips taking my penis as if it were a grip... ayyyyyyy!!!! I'm dying of pleasure!!!!!!! Eat me. Eat me, I say. You're killing me, Sol. My cock was at a thousand. Back and forth to my chest, to my cock, and back to kiss her mouth, giving us extra large kisses or XL as I say. Now I'll move, I say, while adjusting her with sweetness so she can turn around. I get into position to lick clams, putting her on her back and placing a pillow under her Booty so that her vagina remains comfortable for my tongue. She feels shame, embarrassment at her natural bleeding, so I notice it in her face, so my licking is limited to the clitoris this time, my beloved cap. My tongue is a film fan of western bar movies slowly turns, as if she were asleep. How you warm me up, keep going...keep going, she says. But I don't respond anymore, I do my thing, I eat that clitoris like life taught me. I start to erect it, make it vibrate, sometimes I impulsively suck it, as if I wanted to stand it up. And I go back to the linguistic rubbing, soft, circles, but now faster. Sol gets so horny!! Then I put my tongue not like a pointed shovel but like a wide shovel and support from the middle my tongue shovel on her clitoris and make pressure on that little rabbit, giving slow and strong laps, making pressure. And Sol starts to shake her legs!! This way I spend dozens of minutes, I'm wet with pleasure, with her juices and sweat, content, happy to pamper my beloved. Then we go back to the kisses, massages on her back, her glutes, her blonde head, her angel face and more kisses XL. She massages my back, my penis, she kisses my chest, my neck... in short. We get exhausted. This way we spend nine hours, sleeping only two. The rest was all pampering, massages, animal kisses, caresses. And believe me that without realizing it resulted in incredible sex, no doubt several times superior to what one can feel with a penetration and a quick cum. Luckily that wasn't the only night, there were more, but out of respect for you and especially for her and me, this deserves a separate account to be told how I penetrated her with all the sweetness and passion that has a Romeo like the one who signs. This woman who moves my floor I met personally in July 2003, just a few days ago, so if you're walking around Palermo or San Telmo and see a couple kissing passionately and matching our description, it's us, don't doubt it. Gavilan
By my part, I never thought that I would stop to tell something that has been happening to me with a blonde woman and green eyes, 42 years old, let's say 1.67m, 54 kg, very pretty she is. Do you like her? I love her!!!!!
I am 31 years old, Pisces, fiery, 1.71m, 74 kgr, dreamer, recently received lawyer, normal body, with beard, addicted to playing football.
I met her through chat, I'm Lover, she's Sol. We chatted twice and she gave me her phone number. She had just separated and has a teenage son.
When we saw each other for the first time, we met at a bar in Palermo. I must make it clear that we are both shy, and since we had already talked about this, we took our time. The two first dates did not have kisses, it was all friendly, cinema, healthy drinks – tea – and nothing more.
But on the third date, I took her to a brewery that porteños should know El Bolson , in San Telmo.
The vibe between her and me wasn't trap or sex, no. The vibe was romantic, the search for her other self, of my immortal beloved, so I think everything resulted and results so special.
It was Friday night, it was full. And there I gave her the first kiss, with feminine consent.
Her fine lips didn't suggest that she was an excellent kisser, I was pleasantly surprised. We were giving each other kisses too vigorously, we licked our commissures, contours in a felinelike way at the sight of all the clients in that bar, but what did we care then.
We kissed freely, but our hands were discreet and didn't touch any intimate areas. Because she seemed like a lady to me and I didn't want to seem like a libertine, I wanted to be a Romeo with all the letters. And I think I was, at least she said that later.
The next date was passionate and it was the day after.
It was thus that walking with Sol on Avda. Santa Fe on Sunday at 4 am, we started to warm up, my hands reached her thighs and my member started to wake up. So I told her now that I feel your Booty, I want to plant the flag. Now it can't be, nature played us a bad trick. She had her period. I felt like an unlucky person. We kept walking and every so often she would stop me to kiss her with longer and longer kisses, then I'd go down to her neck or lick the lobe of one of her ears. I suggested my interest in joining our bodies while lamenting that she was on her days, until she responded well, we could do something anyway. Inside my mind it said give champion. Negro world champion. We got into a taxi, gave the driver the height of a hotel on Paraguay street and then I dedicated myself to kissing the mouth of that red-haired woman who was older than me and moving the floor with her. I rubbed against her legs, squeezed her hands tightly. Slowly this beautiful woman, repressed by childhood lessons, self-imposed morality, what others would say or whatever, was letting go little by little and I was the luckiest man to be with such a woman. Already in the hotel she remained timid, the surrender wouldn't be so easy. Let's just say she came out of the toilet fully dressed like she had entered. From the start we agreed not to penetrate her since it seemed to her that it wasn't decent to do so while she was on her period, an opinion I didn't share but didn't mention either. Despite such a condition, I respected it strictly and I think I lived something inexplicably beautiful. It happens that this 42-year-old woman seemed like a virgin. Everything she did was with such modesty and sweetness that it seemed she hadn't lived the fire in four walls or any Eden. Her underwear was white, her tiny ass was like a teenage girl's, thin, fair-skinned and her breasts were normal, rather small but with an extra addition: her nipples always stood up naturally, which she She replied that it brought all sorts of coarseness when she made heat or went on vacation to the coast.
I hugged her, poured myself over her, licked her neck, ears, unbuttoned her bodice, and performed circles around her nipples. My tongue rubbed against those hard nipples like dice. She has no belly, so my tongue easily descended to her natural forested mount of Venus without trimming. Her pubic hair was red, beautiful scrubland, and then I went down to perform one of my specialties: cunnilingus. I put myself on top of her, putting my face a little lower than her sex, licking the inner side of her thighs, which seemed as soft as baby booty. My tongue likes to use it like a roller that goes up and down, alternating moisture with kisses she gladly gives me. Then I go back to her crotch and lick the sides, folds or creases of her crotch, without even licking her pubic hair. That drives her crazy. I kiss the whole area, but her vagina is ignored. She barely touches her pubis with my hand.
Sun, please turn around? she obeys silently. My tongue starts rolling from her red neck to the birthplace of her booty and how it feels like my companion is shivering!! Her breathing isn't the same.
I keep licking that thin back that drives me crazy, making vertical strokes of my tongue from her shoulders - what smooth skin she has there until her glutes and vice versa. I don't get tired of doing this; I seem like a cat licking her vital liquid. I'm an admirer of booty and Sol has a butt for a contest, although she says I exaggerate. I massage it, open it, play with her booty, give her long kisses, some loud sips, and prepare to put my tongue in her anus, passing my tongue over her cheek in the area of the ridge, which is also hairy. I must acknowledge that her hairstyle natural heats me up more like this, it seems savage sex is approaching. Until my tongue plants a flag in her anus and I scrape with my tongue and give, give. I notice she starts to feel immense pleasure and my tongue takes its place. Ayyyyyyy, how I would eat her ass and get inside, but not yet, I prefer this to seem tantric sex for now. Her well-licked ass all night was well visited by me. Now let me, it says. Go to sleep, I want to give you some treats. The best is coming, I think. She gets on top of me. Her temperature exceeds mine now. I close my eyes, she kisses my mouth, long kisses, she kisses my nipples, neck, nibbles my nipples, touches my strong legs and feels that my penis touches her breasts. She climbs to my height and bumps into my chest with her tits. How crazy it makes me feel the blonde. Until finally she touches my sex, more tangentially performing caresses and that is the exact word, because never a woman has caressed my penis so softly. Everything she does is soft. She takes it away finally, after all those turns, to her mouth, takes it with such delicacy that it seems fragile, kisses it, rubs it with her tongue, lips, sucks it in sips taking my penis as if it were a grip... ayyyyyyy!!!! I'm dying of pleasure!!!!!!! Eat me. Eat me, I say. You're killing me, Sol. My cock was at a thousand. Back and forth to my chest, to my cock, and back to kiss her mouth, giving us extra large kisses or XL as I say. Now I'll move, I say, while adjusting her with sweetness so she can turn around. I get into position to lick clams, putting her on her back and placing a pillow under her Booty so that her vagina remains comfortable for my tongue. She feels shame, embarrassment at her natural bleeding, so I notice it in her face, so my licking is limited to the clitoris this time, my beloved cap. My tongue is a film fan of western bar movies slowly turns, as if she were asleep. How you warm me up, keep going...keep going, she says. But I don't respond anymore, I do my thing, I eat that clitoris like life taught me. I start to erect it, make it vibrate, sometimes I impulsively suck it, as if I wanted to stand it up. And I go back to the linguistic rubbing, soft, circles, but now faster. Sol gets so horny!! Then I put my tongue not like a pointed shovel but like a wide shovel and support from the middle my tongue shovel on her clitoris and make pressure on that little rabbit, giving slow and strong laps, making pressure. And Sol starts to shake her legs!! This way I spend dozens of minutes, I'm wet with pleasure, with her juices and sweat, content, happy to pamper my beloved. Then we go back to the kisses, massages on her back, her glutes, her blonde head, her angel face and more kisses XL. She massages my back, my penis, she kisses my chest, my neck... in short. We get exhausted. This way we spend nine hours, sleeping only two. The rest was all pampering, massages, animal kisses, caresses. And believe me that without realizing it resulted in incredible sex, no doubt several times superior to what one can feel with a penetration and a quick cum. Luckily that wasn't the only night, there were more, but out of respect for you and especially for her and me, this deserves a separate account to be told how I penetrated her with all the sweetness and passion that has a Romeo like the one who signs. This woman who moves my floor I met personally in July 2003, just a few days ago, so if you're walking around Palermo or San Telmo and see a couple kissing passionately and matching our description, it's us, don't doubt it. Gavilan
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