Praise be to spring. The warmth that starts to feel very little serves as a perfect excuse for your body to show more skin.
Those shorts you love wearing at home, to stroll around during the day, and some short dresses you know how to exploit with an eventual night out. You've already blown my mind without saying a word. And you know it. And you enjoy it well.
It doesn't really matter where, it could even be a bar, wherever, if your body demands it, you start swaying, dancing, and I can't help but be another victim of your corporal hypnosis.
You have a body that moves with a hunger for sex, you breathe sensuality, but you don't actively seek it. You're not a predator on the prowl, but if I'm caught off guard, I could fall into your clutches. And tonight, imagination can do everything...
The alcohol is your fuel, and your joy is the excuse to get closer and enjoy more of that spectacle of your gaze and smile combo, looking for a partner tonight. We play this game, follow the rules, bodies attract each other, and we lose ourselves in the rhythm...I want to be what makes you happier. I like seeing you like this. Like the end of this trip. Light me up. Take me away! Take me to a place with speakers.
Prophetized by Grand Gustavo. Always so accurate.
So many songs try to describe you. So much music made your skin vibrate. Lucky those who knew how to caress it and enjoy it. Blessed is he who savored those lips that were now escaping from me under the whims of the compass, drawing a smile while deciding whether they fell under the anxiety of desire or simply fed more fuel to the fire of vanities.
My hands went from your hips to your back, recognizing your curves and the start of your Booty, which I knew how to provoke when you'd go down and come back up, leaving my touch out of place, retaking its position to attract you to me again, every time more, unable to resist or hide the fire beneath the skin.And let the soundness fly away through the air a space to celebrate I know this is great This love is the best face of power and you're tired of putting your finger on the wound
Your eyes knew how to shine. Your lips finally surrendered and your arms knew how to rest on my shoulders to intertwine in a explosion of passion that consumed us like gunpowder residue.
Even with the music from that place resonating in our ears, the place we escaped accepting the fate of our bodies, we find ourselves in record time in your apartment's room. Assuming we closed the door, left the car with the alarm and a thousand things more left almost to chance before the infernal heat we brought.
This time has come to drown the beast, everything ends blocked between so much hysteria. Today let's make an exception of breaking the rules, so much hunger without satisfaction. Today let's make an exception of stretching the rope and may it last better than burning. -Take me somewhere with speakers, little girl-
The buttons on your dress were already undone when we crashed and killed each other with kisses against a wall. Without offering much resistance I yielded to your skin, your neck... The dense breathing of the two only stopped with your sighs and moans when I started tracing the path from your neck to your breasts, with your hardened nipples and so tempting to continue provoking them, while your body was still under the influence of the music that was playing, just to know how to calm down the noises we would be making in front of our neighbors...
While savoring your nipple, I massaged the twin with my other hand, and one leg began to slide between yours, forcing them apart slowly. Your short dress started to give way and rise on its own, and your hands were already creating a beautiful mess in my hair.
My hands lowered to explore your legs, your delicious thighs, and enjoy holding onto that Booty that has had me so enthralled for some time now. Who can control themselves when finally I have this opportunity with such a sensual woman... who can resist holding onto that beautiful ass by sinking each finger into your skin, lifting you up slightly from the floor while my mouth returns to yours.Our languages mix and you hug me to hold on, but with the double sense that provokes the need to feel closer, as close as possible, without a centimeter of air between us... Until, already barefoot with my shoes who knows where, you put your feet on the floor, decided, gently pushing my shoulders with your hands to take a breath, to look at me totally consumed by lust, to lower your hands while you rub my chest, down to my pants. Your soft and delicate fingers unbuttoned my fly and bypassed the boxers that bothered you so much, judging from the quick and decided movement, demanding to see and feel what you could feel while I held you a moment ago.Illusion mechanisms all the world baby, is an impostor
Let's make an exception today
of breaking the rules
so much hunger without satisfaction
let's make an exception today
of stretching the rope
may it last better than burning
Without being able to mediate a word, without being able to breathe or settle in, already with my pants and boxer between my ankles, you swallowed all my cock mercilessly.
I couldn't help but let out a groan.
Your head was moving frantically, without quarter. You were holding the base with your hand while sucking uncontrollably, but with a mastery that could leave me dry in record time. I didn't know if I should give up, beg for mercy, or... I couldn't think anymore. By luck, before I could let out a pathetic ...stop..., you anticipated and released me... not without first firmly holding my hard and full cock filled with your saliva to guide me to your bed.I don't know if there was even dialogue between the two... I only know that I found myself on my knees in front of your bed, with your full nudity and your soft and restless legs on either side of my face, kissing your groin and enjoying each moan you released into the air like a personal achievement and a discharge of my own pleasure, delighting in it together.My tongue was playing with your clitoris, burning my tongue with your heat, savoring your well-lubricated lips and so delicious, sucking them while licking wildly with the tip of my tongue. With a fleeting request, you turned around, ending up on all fours on the bed, taking advantage of a millionth of a second to contemplate that divine ass. I sucked it like never before. I licked it with care. I licked your hot pussy, leaving it with my saliva, savoring you fully, so as not to be able to forget the moment ever.
Until the moment arrived at its end. Until you held me with your hand and pushed me away.Your eyes were telling me Fuck me... and your warm body was adding ...hard.
I stood up in front of you. With your body on all fours facing me. So hot. So wet. So mine. Hold my cock and take it to your pussy, fighting for who would burn whom, who would get wetter... But I didn't push. No. Let it slide and rub your clitoris. Once. And. Again.
I swear I heard between sighs a fart. I felt your hand holding me tight... and your Booty pushing against my cock, against my pelvis. And I felt you well deep. And I swear I heard another fart.You started moving, driven by anxiety. Driven by the urge to fuck. With that hunger for cock that took away all consciousness. With that woman's character owning that cock that was fucking, at skin level.
We took turns on who was screwing who... our desires competed and didn't know how to lose, didn't let themselves be won, and when someone would win a round, pride would get its hook in and the bets would go up.A finger in your ass on one turn, and on another, your nails digging into my back as you held me and I screwed you bouncing in the air off my cock... In another while you were getting blown in 4, holding your hair to give it to me even harder, and in another, you climbing up on top of me, with furious movements rubbing your clitoris against my pelvis, and letting my cock come in and out at your pleasure.
The sheets remained on the floor, the pillows beyond that, exhausted music like our bodies. And as I knew to anticipate... you left me dry but content. And you, exhausted, sleeping with that fatal smile on your face, so angelic now... but only during the day.I broke the rules
3 comentários - La excepcion
A la bestia
Todo acaba bloqueado
Entre tanta histeria...
impecable!