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Chapter 03.
Paulina.
Silvana opened the door at the third knock. She thought it would be Malik, maybe to apologize for making almost constant noise for more than a week. It had been ten days since he moved into the building and she could only remember two peaceful nights. She was trying to be tolerant; but patience has its limits.
However, it wasn't about Malik. In front of her was a 19-year-old girl whom she knew from the occasional crossings they had had in the elevator.
—Hello, Paulina, how are you? Sorry I'm late to attend. I was just changing to go out for a run.
I found you just then.
Do you need something?
—Yes, the truth is that yes. I need you to do me a great favor. I'm trying to locate your neighbor, but he doesn't respond.
Ah... maybe he's training. What do you need it for?
I have to talk to him very seriously, otherwise I'm going to report him.
—Whoa... what happened? —Silvana thoroughly analyzed Paulina, a simple but very beautiful girl. She usually wore her brown hair tied back in a ponytail and athletic clothing. Now she was wearing a sleeveless shirt with a suggestive neckline. Paulina's breasts are smaller than Silvana's, although they're very well defined and always lifted up. And to top it off, she's showing her belly button. The black pants are a bit loose, but still look great on her. It gives her a youthful touch—. Did Malik make an inappropriate advance towards you?
No, no... not me. My mom...
—Is your mom? —Silvana remembered Norma, Paulina's mother. A woman... well, how could I describe her? If Paulina can be considered simple but beautiful, her mother is just plain simple. She's something chunky, short, with a face that's not so bad; but she's not the kind of woman who attracts glances, let alone when she's next to her daughter—. What did you tell your mom?
—Okay, I'm not totally sure. I only saw them talking in the hall, my mom was laughing a lot at their comments... and I've seen many guys flirting in my life so it's hard for me to understand what Malik was trying to do. And recently I saw that my mom would make excuses to leave at eight or nine at night saying 'I'm going out to buy something and I'll be back' but she'd take more than an hour. The other day, when leaving the house elevator, instead of going down, it went up... all the way to this floor.
Maybe he came to chat with Sonia.
—My mom doesn't get along well with Sonia. She doesn't like depressives.
—Sonia isn't... —Silvana left off in the middle of the sentence. She wanted to defend her neighbor, although deep down she knew Paulina was right. Sonia has a clear tendency to get depressed. She saw her crying in the corridors more than once—. Em… do you mind if we go downstairs while you tell me the rest?
Yes, of course. I don't want to take up too much of your time.
They entered the elevator, Paulina pressed floor number seven and Silvana the ground floor.
In the end... there must be another explanation for your mother's behavior.
I don't believe it. And she's married, get it? If I find out that she's cheating on my dad with that guy, I swear to God I'll make a huge mess. I'm going to report it.
I mean... I don't think you can report someone for having an affair. If Malik didn't mistreat your mom, there aren't many reasons to report him.
But... can ruin all my family? do you understand?
—Yes, yes... I understand that perfectly. That's why tell me what you want me to do?
—Simple: I want you to pay attention to who visits. If you ever see my mom on the 19th floor, let me know. She has nothing to do there.
Mmm... good, I'll be paying attention. You suggest that you don't obsess so much with this theme because you might be forming a wrong image of your mom.
I know it. I swear to you that my mom never even thought about being unfaithful. She doesn't even make comments about sex or men. She's happy with my dad. I know, because it shows. I started suspecting her when I saw her going up to the floor where Malik lives... and I related it to the time I saw them chatting. Plus... I saw her laughing while sending messages, she was in the room... and I saw her taking a selfie smiling... and then sending it.
What's wrong with that?
She was naked.
Ah... I see now. Um... And couldn't I have sent that picture to your dad instead?
My dad doesn't even use a cell phone. He's very old-fashioned.
Ah... um... Silvana wanted to give Paulina more reasons so she wouldn't think her mother was having an extramarital affair; but things weren't going well. Luckily, they arrived at floor seven. Saved by the bell.
—Okay, I'll leave you in peace —said Paulina—. Thanks for everything, and please don't talk about this with anyone.
—No, of course not. Ah... um... by the way, don't you feel like going out for a run for a bit? I've been training and I'm sure I can keep up with your pace.
I thank you, Silvana. I don't like going out to run alone; but not today. I'm too angry. And I need to see what my mom is doing.
It's fine. We'll leave it for another day. Goodbye.
---
When she received a text message from Paulina, she was surprised. That girl had written to her for the last time three months ago, only to invite her out for a run. And now she had sent a simple 'Hello, how are you?'.
It had been two days since they chatted in the elevator and Silvana was happy, maybe she was closer to making a new friend in the building. She would like to be friends with Paulina, she likes her, she's nice and fun, besides she likes running. She realized that she didn't know much about her; but that could be solved by taking a couple of afternoons having mate together. She thought about inviting her after responding to her greeting. However, the response she received dissuaded her from doing so.
Look what I found on my mom's cell phone —Paulina said in her second message.
And then he sent a photo of a naked woman. It took Silvana a couple of seconds to recognize Norma in the image. That black-haired woman, plump and pleasant-looking, was sitting on her bed, with her legs open and smiling at her photographer while separating her vaginal lips with two fingers.
—Ah... you shouldn't have sent that to me without asking your mom first —Silvana replied.
I don't care. I'm sure that picture was taken by Malik.
— And how can you be so sure? Maybe your dad took it.
—No, because that's not my mom's bed...
—Ah...
Besides... look at this: the final proof.
She received a second photo, even more impactful than the previous one. If Silvana was surprised to see Norma in such an erotic attitude, she couldn't even begin to comprehend this. And the evidence was irrefutable. Nora was on her knees, staring fixedly upwards towards the camera lens, and was struggling to swallow a black and well-proportioned glans. It could be seen that she was making a huge effort to get it inside her mouth, her whole face was red.
—Oh, Paulina —wrote Silvana—. I was only trying to reduce the tension; but there's no doubt now. That's your mom and that guy can only be Malik. I'm so sorry.
And yet there's more...
The following photo she sent showed Norma lying on her back in bed, with her knees at head level, completely open, sweaty and with a red face. She was receiving a huge pussy. Silvana remained agog. Despite not being able to see that penis in its entirety, because a good part of it was inside Norma, the size was impressive.
Oh no please!
---I didn't even know my mom could open her legs like that ---Paulina commented --- and now I also find out she has a pussy in a hangar space.
It's impressive that all that is happening to him — wrote Silvana.
Did you see? I sent her a voice message afterwards—. My mom is getting it on with a high-calibre cannon, and I don't even know how to react to that. And sorry for messing everything up, but you're one of the few people I talked about this with. Do you understand how I feel? It's my mom. The same mom who used to make me breakfast every day and comb my hair before school... that mom who always seemed like a sexless being, detached from all morbidness... and now I have to see her all open and ravaged by a kilometer-long cock. And look, there's more...
After the audio ended, he sent a video. It lasted barely twenty seconds. You could clearly see Norma in the same position as the photo suffering (or enjoying) with that enormous cock that seemed like a monster from space profaning her body.
Few seconds after the video had finished, Silvana received a call from Paulina.
Didn't you notice? — said the girl as soon as she accepted the call.
---What about? ---Asked Silvana, who was still a bit dazed by so much explicit content.
From the piece of cock they're shoving up my old lady.
—Uh... well, yes... we have to acknowledge that it is... important.
I saw that video a million times... I can't believe everything went in there... and besides, there's a detail that I just can't get out of my head.
—Which?
Look at the video again...
—I'm looking at it—and it was true, those images were reproducing in a constant loop on the screen of his cell phone—. Although I don't know what detail you're referring to...
Look well at the cock...
—Ah... —Silvana's gaze was fixed on the wide fallo. She couldn't believe that member belonged to her neighbor.
She's all wet...
Ah yes... Is he using lubricant?
After looking closely I realized that everything comes from my mom's pussy. And every time he puts it in, she gets wetter. Do you understand what this means? She's making my mom enjoy like a slut! My mom is turning into a slut!
—Uh... she's still your mom.
—My mom wasn't a slut before she met that guy. I can assure you of it —Silvana fell silent, not knowing what to say anymore—. Excuse me for bothering you with this topic, I know I went too far...
No, no... it's fine, Paulina. I'm glad you called me. You can send me messages whenever you want.
Really?
Yes, really. You can tell me what you want when you want.
—Ah, it's very good to know that. Honestly, in these days I need more than one ear for someone to listen to me.
And you can count on me.
Thanks a lot, Silvana. You're very good.
They said their goodbyes and ended the call. Silvana stayed thinking that she shouldn't bother with Paulina for having sent her that explicit material without consulting her, after all she was only trying to treat her like a friend... and it would do her well to have one. With time, she distanced herself from the few friendships she had. Now she only has Renzo... but Renzo doesn't count. She can't talk to him about girl stuff.
---
The noises started a little earlier than normal. Silvana was lying down reading her book and had to leave it on the bedside table because she couldn't concentrate on that task anymore. That's why she hadn't managed to finish it yet, despite starting it ten days ago.
The woman who was receiving Malik's cock was enjoying it fully and seemed determined to let everyone in the building know.
Silvana closed her eyes and started a small game she had invented to avoid having to ring Malik's bell at first. It consisted of trying to guess if the woman was someone she knew or if it was a new lover. She is almost certain that once she could identify Gladis. And another time it seemed like she heard Vanina; but she wasn't that sure about that one.
I didn't know the one who was moaning now. She wondered if it would be Norma and for a few seconds almost convinced herself of that possibility; but then she realized it didn't sound like a woman over forty years old. It seemed younger.
Instinctively Silvana began to caress her vagina above the white cotton underskirt she was wearing. Sometimes, when playing this game, her mind would arrive at a conclusion: 'I'll probably have trouble sleeping tonight, maybe I should apply my method for better sleep'.
And so he did.
She took off all the clothes: the old bra and worn-out shirt that covered her breasts. Then she went back to caressing her vagina, this time directly, feeling the humidity of her lips. She was still angry at having to resort to such a stupid method. Silvana was convinced that she had long since overcome her girl pajera stage. And now, at twenty-six years old, independent and with a boyfriend, she should be able to sleep without having to resort to masturbation. That's why her touches were loaded with anger. She squeezed her clitoris with force, until it produced a bit of pain, and put in her fingers without waiting for the appropriate dilation, something that was hard for her to achieve. Her tight vagina suffered when she introduced two fingers together without warning. That pain gave her a certain peace. In some dark corner of her mind she knew she should punish herself for resorting to masturbation again.
Remembered the images that Paulina had sent him and wondered if they would be of any help in accelerating the process. It didn't excite Norma nor Malik's enormous cock; but it was better than nothing.
With his cellphone in hand, he continued with the ritual of giving himself pleasure as quickly as possible.
He managed to reach a good rhythm, a state of climax in which his sweating body shook on the bed, supporting the soles of his feet as he lifted his vagina and fingered himself at high speed. He never understood why he did this, simply his body reacted this way when he was going through an ecstasy state.
I was very close to reaching orgasm when a strange knocking resonated in my room. Terrified, I stopped dead in my tracks. I looked towards the door window that connects my bedroom with the balcony and... there was someone, waving and smiling.
Silvana let out a sharp shriek and jumped out of bed. Her phone fell onto the carpet, which saved it from breaking. She was about to run out when her brain managed to process at least some information. She recognized the face of the person greeting her. It was...
It can't be —he said out loud—. Paulin? What the hell are you doing here?
To Silvana's brain, it still took some time to understand several points of the situation. How had that girl ended up on her balcony... on the 19th floor? And why the hell was she completely naked?
Hello Silvana —greeted the girl from outside— Can I come in?
The house owner stayed petrified for a few seconds. After that, she understood that Paulina wasn't any threat, and opened the window door.
She could cover that glass by lowering the blind; but almost never did because she knew nobody could see inside her apartment, after all it was on a 19th floor and the buildings around weren't that tall. And she thought even less that someone would ever appear on her balcony.
Excuse me for bothering you... said Paulina as she entered the room. Before you go crazy, I'm coming from Malik's department.
Silvana's mind relaxed a bit. At least now she knew how she had gotten to her balcony, finally and ultimately the balcony of Malik and hers is one alone, separated by a glass partition that doesn't have more than a meter. Now that she thought about it, it was really very easy to pass from one side to the other on that shared balcony.
Although I was still unable to understand anything:
What were you doing in Malik's department... naked?
—Hmm... And what do you think I was doing? —The newly arrived one asked at the same time as she thoroughly analyzed Silvana's anatomy—. Whoa, what a great body you have. I didn't imagine you like that, so... fibrous.
Thanks... I suppose. It's because I work out a lot... but don't change the subject, girl. Are you going to tell me that after everything you said about Malik, you ended up with him anyway?
I know it sounds ridiculous. I swear to you that I hate myself right now.
Silvana listened attentively and realized two things: the rhythmic and sexual sound coming from Malik's department stopped more or less when Paulina appeared on the balcony; but now it had started again.
Is there another woman with Malik? —He asked.
—Yes, that's why I had to run away.
Ay, girl... I'm quite sure that Malik's lovers don't mind sharing.
It's that... with this one it's different --the female moans arrived at the room in great volume, so to reduce them a bit Silvana had to close the door and window--. That woman is my mom.
Paulina sat on the bed, looked embarrassed.
Is that Norma? That girl screaming like a slut is Norma?
—Yes, I know... it sounds ridiculous. I don't even believe that's my mom.
Does it bother you if I stay for a bit?
Uh... tomorrow I have to work. If you're worried about going naked back home, I can lend you clothes.
No, what's worrying me is going home with this fever. Excuse me for saying it so directly... I want to keep screwing Malik. He told me that my mom can't keep up with him for much longer, so it'll be just a matter of minutes. Please... do me that favor. I know we don't know each other well; but... that's how the best friendships start —Paulina showed a radiant smile—. In a few years, we'll be laughing about this moment, you can be sure.
Silvana thought about the possibility of having a friend with whom she could laugh at absurd adventures... and the idea excited her. Moreover, this situation was absurd and uncomfortable, the typical situation that two trusted friends can laugh at.
This is how the best friendships begin.
It's okay, you can stay.
Silvana sat near the pillows. She was about to cover her body with the sheet and then thought that maybe that could be taken as a defensive gesture. She didn't want to be defensive in front of Paulina, although she also didn't like being naked.
Thanks. You're the best!
But with one condition...
—Which?
I want you to tell me how you ended up hooking up with Malik.
It seems fine to me. I think you deserve to know it, after all I got you involved in this topic. Do you remember my friend Belén?
—The blonde who was going out for a run with us? —Silvana remembered her well. A petite, curvy, and well-endowed blonde. She didn't like it when she joined the afternoon trot in Rivadavia Park because all she did was chat and walk... hardly any running at all. Suddenly she remembered why she had stopped inviting Paulina—. Yes, I remember her.
—Okay, because it's important for this story. Belén is my best friend, we have infinite trust. That's why she was the first one I told about my mom —Silvana felt a pang in her side? Are they jealousy?—. I kept her posted with text messages until one day I asked her to come over. I needed to show her the photos... and the video. Just like what happened to you.
Was this before or after you'd sent everything to me?
After that, the next day —Silvana smiled. Paulina didn't notice and kept talking as if nothing was wrong—. Anyway, I showed everything to Belén and... here's where things are going to get a little strong. I don't know if you want to keep listening.
Yes, yes I want... once again that damn curiosity dragging her.
—Very well... let's see. Do you know what fisting is?
—Em... —Silvana was going to say no; but then she preferred to be sincere—. I've heard it's introducing a hand inside a vagina. Madness...
—Did you ever see him?
—This... um... just out of curiosity, in some video. Don't think that I like watching pornography...
—Ah, don't worry about that. We all look at a little porn every now and then... and we all masturbate to it —she winked an eye.
I don't usually do those things.
What a curious thing, because when I was on the balcony I saw you doing both things.
It's... complicated to explain. I only do it to be able to fall asleep.
—Okay, Silvana, you don't have to be ashamed of that. I loved seeing you do it because I feel like it broke the ice, otherwise I wouldn't dare tell you all this. It's very... personal.
I understand. Many thanks for the trust.
—As I was saying... I showed Belén the video where Malik fucked my mom and she commented: 'God, that cock is big like my forearm'. And that's when we started talking about fisting, precisely. We began comparing the experience of having sex with a man as well-endowed as Malik. I'm trying to summarize the story a bit. The thing is that we started looking for fisting videos on the internet. We saw several and in all of them the practice was very similar: one woman putting her hand into another's pussy. And at one point Belén said: 'That's what friends are for, helping each other try out fisting'. And I told her, completely jokingly: 'Do you want me to put my hand in your pussy?' And by the way she looked at me, I understood that she wasn't taking it as a joke. She left me speechless when she responded: 'If you help me, I'll help you. Or we do it together, or not at all'.
—To hell —Silvana also left with her mouth open—. I didn't know they had... that kind of trust—
Hey, wait. Let's clear something up, because I already imagine what you're thinking —Paulina lifted one leg onto the bed, which allowed her pussy to remain open and exposed. Silvana didn't say anything because she noticed that during the conversation she had also opened her legs more—. Belén and I don't have 'that' kind of confidence. In other words: we're not lesbians. Nothing ever happened between us. Not even a kiss. The most sexual thing we did was see each other get one another, in a car, with two dudes who didn't even know us. They got her from behind and me in front. And after that, one day we made ourselves masturbate together, watching some porn videos. I'm telling you this so you understand... Does this seem lesbian to you?
Not, of course not. Especially if they didn't touch each other while masturbating.
—We don't touch each other among ourselves. She did her thing and I did mine, only that we did it while being together in the same bed. It was a lovely experience. A mutual masturbation is a great method for solidifying a friendship —Silvana smiled again.
I believe so. After that, confidence must be absolute.
Thus it is. That's why I understood that Belén was speaking seriously when she proposed to help me with the fisting.
---And did they do it?
—Okay... I can separate everything into two levels. The first level was us taking the matter lightly. We started putting our fingers on each other, first me on her and then her on me. We realized that, in terms of dilation, we were very far from being able to put in a whole hand. There we realized that the fisting thrill was... well, madness, just as you said.
And I imagine that's where it stayed.
Se sees that you don't know us —Paulina showed a demonic smile—. When Belén was able to put in a third finger, we got more excited. Then it occurred to me to use a lubricant I bought some time ago... and my vibrator, which is quite wide, or at least that's what I thought, until I saw Malik's cock. It's a vibrator that imitates the cock of a well-endowed man; but normal. Not an anaconda like Malik's. Then I opened my legs well, lay on my back, and told Belén: 'Make him do it without disgust.' And that's what he did. He put it in all the way to the end, using quite a lot of lubricant, and kept doing it for a good while. After that, we switched positions and I did the same with her. It was fascinating to see how her pussy kept dilating more and more. After doing this three or four times each, Belén tried again with her fingers and this time she could put in four. I felt my pussy stretching all the way to the limit (or what I thought was the limit). You'd be surprised how much a pussy can open up.
It gives me a bit of an impression just thinking about it, because I was always tight.
Maybe it's because of lack of practice. Anyway, as it may be. When Belén was there, making a great effort to put my whole hand in, I looked her in the eye and said: 'Friend, I'm really hot'. This is where what I call 'level two' starts. Because we stopped doing it out of pure curiosity and started doing it because we were turned on. 'I want to feel everything, get it without fear', I begged. And she kept trying. She pressed and pressed; but the last part of the hand, where the little bone of the thumb is, was the widest. I suffered, screamed, moaned, respired. I felt like I was going to die; but at the same time I wanted more. And it happened to Belén too when I tried with her. After talking about it we came to the conclusion that one of the most exciting moments was that, when our shells were dilating beyond the known limit. It's an incredible feeling. I wouldn't know how to describe it, you have to live it.
No, definitely not. I swear I couldn't do something like that. I'm tight. Seriously.
Are you scary...
—No, I swear to you. I've always had that problem. Look, see if you don't believe me...
Silvana didn't know why she opened her legs for Paulina. Maybe she just wanted to strengthen the friendship with her, or perhaps she didn't like being called a liar. The question is that Paulina accepted the challenge. She approached Silvana, crawling on the bed and caressing her vaginal lips softly.
Is she ready? —He asked.
—Yes, I'm ready. Try putting two fingers in and you'll see that what I say is true.
Silvana received the fingers with her heart racing. She felt (besides a little pain) that her friendship with Paulina was escalating very quickly, and blamed circumstances for it.
Her vagina was explored with a lot of softness and delicacy; but even so, it still took her to receive those two fingers at the same time.
It's true, said Paulina, you had it really tight. Besides my use of the word: pussy, I only put my fingers on Belén and can notice the difference. I could fit four fingers into Belén with relative ease. I think you couldn't even get four fingers in.
See? I couldn't do fisting, not even if I wanted to. And I got intrigued. Could they finally do it?
Paulina returned to show her saucy smile.
—That's it. Belén filled her hand and forearm with abundant lubricant, I opened up like my mom in the picture I sent you...
With her knees at head level —Silvana commented, while her pussy was still being explored.
Exactly. I asked my friend to push hard and I held the pain... and held... until suddenly... Zaz! The whole hand went in along with a good part of the forearm. You wouldn't believe the scream I let out. I felt like they had blown up my pussy. But... the pain only lasted for a few seconds. Belén got excited when she saw the whole hand go in and started giving it to me. And, look, I'll repeat that we didn't do it lesbianly. Women don't turn her on, nor do I either. However, we couldn't do this alone. We needed someone else to give us a hand... literally.
Okay, I understand perfectly —what Silvana didn't understand was why this girl kept digging at her pussy—. Ugh!
Oh, sorry. I tried to put another finger... but I see it doesn't fit now.
Tell you that more than two won't fit, I know from experience. I once tried to put something else... and it was impossible. That's why I have trouble believing that your friend's entire hand and forearm got in.
Are you treating me like a liar?
No, no... for nothing. I know you told the truth, it's just that it takes me to grasp the fact.
After I'll send you photos so you can see it's real. Although now I can't, I left my phone in Malik's room, hidden under the bed, along with all my clothes.
It's not necessary for you to send me intimate photos...
It doesn't matter. I'll still give them to you. It was a wonderful experience. Belén didn't show me any mercy. She punished me good... but then I did the same thing to her. She got on all fours and I didn't stop until my whole hand and most of my forearm were in. Both of us reached orgasm.
I imagine it was very intense.
Super intense. From one of the most intense experiences of my life... although what happened with Malik surpasses it.
I still don't know how they ended up screwing.
After trying fisting with Belén, I started thinking: 'Will it be just as good to screw this guy?' And today I couldn't take the curiosity anymore. I came to see him and told him very directly: 'I know you screwed my mom, even though she's married. But I'm willing to forgive you if you do the same with me'.
Oh, how direct.
Ugh... that's why I hate myself for it, I practically crawled to beg him for that cock. It's just... you saw it. How can you not get turned on seeing a cock that size?
—I already told you, big cocks don't turn me on because I'm tight. I can only think about how much it's going to hurt.
And... I'm not going to lie to you. It hurts... and if you don't believe me... listen how my mom screams.
Silvana had completely forgotten Norma's moans, they had become background noise; but it was true. The woman seemed to be enjoying and suffering equally.
—Oh... it seems like you're screaming more than before —said Paulina—. That's good.
---Why?
—Because it means he's almost done. I know my mom is going to leave soon after he finishes. Try to delay as little as possible. So in a bit I'll be able to come back... so Malik can keep giving me that. And yes, I know... you must be thinking I'm a slut. But I swear I'm not like that. I get crazy sometimes, without being so... dragged down. Instead with this guy... I don't know what happened. The idea of trying that cock just installed itself in my head and it was enough for me to ask him for it and he gave it to me. He undressed me at the touch, threw me on the bed and without saying anything, he plunged into me. God... what pleasure... I thought my eyeballs were going to burst. I swear I felt the cock against my uterus. It's incredible. Ah, there it is... they stopped moaning... —They made silence to listen attentively. Paulina kept masturbating Silvana... because yes, that was exactly what she was doing. She was masturbating her. They waited a few seconds until a head poked out from the balcony, it was Malik, with his white smile. Silvana covered her tits instinctively.
– Is it Paulina? – Asked the Senegalese –. If you want, you can go back now. Sorry, Silvana, I didn't know this was going to happen.
Don't worry about it, said Paulina, I already settled everything with Silvana —then she leaned in close to her ear and whispered—. You'll have to put up with some noise for a little while longer... after that I swear I'll let you rest.
Okay... I'll take your word for it. Have fun. Em... call me later, so we can agree on something to do together.
Naturally, friend. Of course I'm going to call you.
He liked that 'friend' thing.
Paulina disappeared on the balcony, along with Malik, and barely a few seconds later the creaking... moaning began. It seemed that man didn't need a break between one lover and another. Paulina didn't even take a moment to herself, she screamed and wailed...
She's a total slacker, like her mom, said Silvana, laughing.
And then he started masturbating to the rhythm of the screwing that Malik was giving to Paulina. This time Silvana allowed herself to enjoy a bit more. She didn't get into such a fuss, simply let her heat flow... and those fluids ended up on her bed.
Before being able to sleep, she had to take another shower and was forced to change the sheets. However, when going to bed, she was so tired that she fell asleep, although Paulina's moans were still echoing throughout the room.
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Chapter 03.
Paulina.
Silvana opened the door at the third knock. She thought it would be Malik, maybe to apologize for making almost constant noise for more than a week. It had been ten days since he moved into the building and she could only remember two peaceful nights. She was trying to be tolerant; but patience has its limits.
However, it wasn't about Malik. In front of her was a 19-year-old girl whom she knew from the occasional crossings they had had in the elevator.
—Hello, Paulina, how are you? Sorry I'm late to attend. I was just changing to go out for a run.
I found you just then.
Do you need something?
—Yes, the truth is that yes. I need you to do me a great favor. I'm trying to locate your neighbor, but he doesn't respond.
Ah... maybe he's training. What do you need it for?
I have to talk to him very seriously, otherwise I'm going to report him.
—Whoa... what happened? —Silvana thoroughly analyzed Paulina, a simple but very beautiful girl. She usually wore her brown hair tied back in a ponytail and athletic clothing. Now she was wearing a sleeveless shirt with a suggestive neckline. Paulina's breasts are smaller than Silvana's, although they're very well defined and always lifted up. And to top it off, she's showing her belly button. The black pants are a bit loose, but still look great on her. It gives her a youthful touch—. Did Malik make an inappropriate advance towards you?
No, no... not me. My mom...
—Is your mom? —Silvana remembered Norma, Paulina's mother. A woman... well, how could I describe her? If Paulina can be considered simple but beautiful, her mother is just plain simple. She's something chunky, short, with a face that's not so bad; but she's not the kind of woman who attracts glances, let alone when she's next to her daughter—. What did you tell your mom?
—Okay, I'm not totally sure. I only saw them talking in the hall, my mom was laughing a lot at their comments... and I've seen many guys flirting in my life so it's hard for me to understand what Malik was trying to do. And recently I saw that my mom would make excuses to leave at eight or nine at night saying 'I'm going out to buy something and I'll be back' but she'd take more than an hour. The other day, when leaving the house elevator, instead of going down, it went up... all the way to this floor.
Maybe he came to chat with Sonia.
—My mom doesn't get along well with Sonia. She doesn't like depressives.
—Sonia isn't... —Silvana left off in the middle of the sentence. She wanted to defend her neighbor, although deep down she knew Paulina was right. Sonia has a clear tendency to get depressed. She saw her crying in the corridors more than once—. Em… do you mind if we go downstairs while you tell me the rest?
Yes, of course. I don't want to take up too much of your time.
They entered the elevator, Paulina pressed floor number seven and Silvana the ground floor.
In the end... there must be another explanation for your mother's behavior.
I don't believe it. And she's married, get it? If I find out that she's cheating on my dad with that guy, I swear to God I'll make a huge mess. I'm going to report it.
I mean... I don't think you can report someone for having an affair. If Malik didn't mistreat your mom, there aren't many reasons to report him.
But... can ruin all my family? do you understand?
—Yes, yes... I understand that perfectly. That's why tell me what you want me to do?
—Simple: I want you to pay attention to who visits. If you ever see my mom on the 19th floor, let me know. She has nothing to do there.
Mmm... good, I'll be paying attention. You suggest that you don't obsess so much with this theme because you might be forming a wrong image of your mom.
I know it. I swear to you that my mom never even thought about being unfaithful. She doesn't even make comments about sex or men. She's happy with my dad. I know, because it shows. I started suspecting her when I saw her going up to the floor where Malik lives... and I related it to the time I saw them chatting. Plus... I saw her laughing while sending messages, she was in the room... and I saw her taking a selfie smiling... and then sending it.
What's wrong with that?
She was naked.
Ah... I see now. Um... And couldn't I have sent that picture to your dad instead?
My dad doesn't even use a cell phone. He's very old-fashioned.
Ah... um... Silvana wanted to give Paulina more reasons so she wouldn't think her mother was having an extramarital affair; but things weren't going well. Luckily, they arrived at floor seven. Saved by the bell.
—Okay, I'll leave you in peace —said Paulina—. Thanks for everything, and please don't talk about this with anyone.
—No, of course not. Ah... um... by the way, don't you feel like going out for a run for a bit? I've been training and I'm sure I can keep up with your pace.
I thank you, Silvana. I don't like going out to run alone; but not today. I'm too angry. And I need to see what my mom is doing.
It's fine. We'll leave it for another day. Goodbye.
---
When she received a text message from Paulina, she was surprised. That girl had written to her for the last time three months ago, only to invite her out for a run. And now she had sent a simple 'Hello, how are you?'.
It had been two days since they chatted in the elevator and Silvana was happy, maybe she was closer to making a new friend in the building. She would like to be friends with Paulina, she likes her, she's nice and fun, besides she likes running. She realized that she didn't know much about her; but that could be solved by taking a couple of afternoons having mate together. She thought about inviting her after responding to her greeting. However, the response she received dissuaded her from doing so.
Look what I found on my mom's cell phone —Paulina said in her second message.
And then he sent a photo of a naked woman. It took Silvana a couple of seconds to recognize Norma in the image. That black-haired woman, plump and pleasant-looking, was sitting on her bed, with her legs open and smiling at her photographer while separating her vaginal lips with two fingers.
—Ah... you shouldn't have sent that to me without asking your mom first —Silvana replied.
I don't care. I'm sure that picture was taken by Malik.
— And how can you be so sure? Maybe your dad took it.
—No, because that's not my mom's bed...
—Ah...
Besides... look at this: the final proof.
She received a second photo, even more impactful than the previous one. If Silvana was surprised to see Norma in such an erotic attitude, she couldn't even begin to comprehend this. And the evidence was irrefutable. Nora was on her knees, staring fixedly upwards towards the camera lens, and was struggling to swallow a black and well-proportioned glans. It could be seen that she was making a huge effort to get it inside her mouth, her whole face was red.
—Oh, Paulina —wrote Silvana—. I was only trying to reduce the tension; but there's no doubt now. That's your mom and that guy can only be Malik. I'm so sorry.
And yet there's more...
The following photo she sent showed Norma lying on her back in bed, with her knees at head level, completely open, sweaty and with a red face. She was receiving a huge pussy. Silvana remained agog. Despite not being able to see that penis in its entirety, because a good part of it was inside Norma, the size was impressive.
Oh no please!
---I didn't even know my mom could open her legs like that ---Paulina commented --- and now I also find out she has a pussy in a hangar space.
It's impressive that all that is happening to him — wrote Silvana.
Did you see? I sent her a voice message afterwards—. My mom is getting it on with a high-calibre cannon, and I don't even know how to react to that. And sorry for messing everything up, but you're one of the few people I talked about this with. Do you understand how I feel? It's my mom. The same mom who used to make me breakfast every day and comb my hair before school... that mom who always seemed like a sexless being, detached from all morbidness... and now I have to see her all open and ravaged by a kilometer-long cock. And look, there's more...
After the audio ended, he sent a video. It lasted barely twenty seconds. You could clearly see Norma in the same position as the photo suffering (or enjoying) with that enormous cock that seemed like a monster from space profaning her body.
Few seconds after the video had finished, Silvana received a call from Paulina.
Didn't you notice? — said the girl as soon as she accepted the call.
---What about? ---Asked Silvana, who was still a bit dazed by so much explicit content.
From the piece of cock they're shoving up my old lady.
—Uh... well, yes... we have to acknowledge that it is... important.
I saw that video a million times... I can't believe everything went in there... and besides, there's a detail that I just can't get out of my head.
—Which?
Look at the video again...
—I'm looking at it—and it was true, those images were reproducing in a constant loop on the screen of his cell phone—. Although I don't know what detail you're referring to...
Look well at the cock...
—Ah... —Silvana's gaze was fixed on the wide fallo. She couldn't believe that member belonged to her neighbor.
She's all wet...
Ah yes... Is he using lubricant?
After looking closely I realized that everything comes from my mom's pussy. And every time he puts it in, she gets wetter. Do you understand what this means? She's making my mom enjoy like a slut! My mom is turning into a slut!
—Uh... she's still your mom.
—My mom wasn't a slut before she met that guy. I can assure you of it —Silvana fell silent, not knowing what to say anymore—. Excuse me for bothering you with this topic, I know I went too far...
No, no... it's fine, Paulina. I'm glad you called me. You can send me messages whenever you want.
Really?
Yes, really. You can tell me what you want when you want.
—Ah, it's very good to know that. Honestly, in these days I need more than one ear for someone to listen to me.
And you can count on me.
Thanks a lot, Silvana. You're very good.
They said their goodbyes and ended the call. Silvana stayed thinking that she shouldn't bother with Paulina for having sent her that explicit material without consulting her, after all she was only trying to treat her like a friend... and it would do her well to have one. With time, she distanced herself from the few friendships she had. Now she only has Renzo... but Renzo doesn't count. She can't talk to him about girl stuff.
---
The noises started a little earlier than normal. Silvana was lying down reading her book and had to leave it on the bedside table because she couldn't concentrate on that task anymore. That's why she hadn't managed to finish it yet, despite starting it ten days ago.
The woman who was receiving Malik's cock was enjoying it fully and seemed determined to let everyone in the building know.
Silvana closed her eyes and started a small game she had invented to avoid having to ring Malik's bell at first. It consisted of trying to guess if the woman was someone she knew or if it was a new lover. She is almost certain that once she could identify Gladis. And another time it seemed like she heard Vanina; but she wasn't that sure about that one.
I didn't know the one who was moaning now. She wondered if it would be Norma and for a few seconds almost convinced herself of that possibility; but then she realized it didn't sound like a woman over forty years old. It seemed younger.
Instinctively Silvana began to caress her vagina above the white cotton underskirt she was wearing. Sometimes, when playing this game, her mind would arrive at a conclusion: 'I'll probably have trouble sleeping tonight, maybe I should apply my method for better sleep'.
And so he did.
She took off all the clothes: the old bra and worn-out shirt that covered her breasts. Then she went back to caressing her vagina, this time directly, feeling the humidity of her lips. She was still angry at having to resort to such a stupid method. Silvana was convinced that she had long since overcome her girl pajera stage. And now, at twenty-six years old, independent and with a boyfriend, she should be able to sleep without having to resort to masturbation. That's why her touches were loaded with anger. She squeezed her clitoris with force, until it produced a bit of pain, and put in her fingers without waiting for the appropriate dilation, something that was hard for her to achieve. Her tight vagina suffered when she introduced two fingers together without warning. That pain gave her a certain peace. In some dark corner of her mind she knew she should punish herself for resorting to masturbation again.
Remembered the images that Paulina had sent him and wondered if they would be of any help in accelerating the process. It didn't excite Norma nor Malik's enormous cock; but it was better than nothing.
With his cellphone in hand, he continued with the ritual of giving himself pleasure as quickly as possible.
He managed to reach a good rhythm, a state of climax in which his sweating body shook on the bed, supporting the soles of his feet as he lifted his vagina and fingered himself at high speed. He never understood why he did this, simply his body reacted this way when he was going through an ecstasy state.
I was very close to reaching orgasm when a strange knocking resonated in my room. Terrified, I stopped dead in my tracks. I looked towards the door window that connects my bedroom with the balcony and... there was someone, waving and smiling.
Silvana let out a sharp shriek and jumped out of bed. Her phone fell onto the carpet, which saved it from breaking. She was about to run out when her brain managed to process at least some information. She recognized the face of the person greeting her. It was...
It can't be —he said out loud—. Paulin? What the hell are you doing here?
To Silvana's brain, it still took some time to understand several points of the situation. How had that girl ended up on her balcony... on the 19th floor? And why the hell was she completely naked?
Hello Silvana —greeted the girl from outside— Can I come in?
The house owner stayed petrified for a few seconds. After that, she understood that Paulina wasn't any threat, and opened the window door.
She could cover that glass by lowering the blind; but almost never did because she knew nobody could see inside her apartment, after all it was on a 19th floor and the buildings around weren't that tall. And she thought even less that someone would ever appear on her balcony.
Excuse me for bothering you... said Paulina as she entered the room. Before you go crazy, I'm coming from Malik's department.
Silvana's mind relaxed a bit. At least now she knew how she had gotten to her balcony, finally and ultimately the balcony of Malik and hers is one alone, separated by a glass partition that doesn't have more than a meter. Now that she thought about it, it was really very easy to pass from one side to the other on that shared balcony.
Although I was still unable to understand anything:
What were you doing in Malik's department... naked?
—Hmm... And what do you think I was doing? —The newly arrived one asked at the same time as she thoroughly analyzed Silvana's anatomy—. Whoa, what a great body you have. I didn't imagine you like that, so... fibrous.
Thanks... I suppose. It's because I work out a lot... but don't change the subject, girl. Are you going to tell me that after everything you said about Malik, you ended up with him anyway?
I know it sounds ridiculous. I swear to you that I hate myself right now.
Silvana listened attentively and realized two things: the rhythmic and sexual sound coming from Malik's department stopped more or less when Paulina appeared on the balcony; but now it had started again.
Is there another woman with Malik? —He asked.
—Yes, that's why I had to run away.
Ay, girl... I'm quite sure that Malik's lovers don't mind sharing.
It's that... with this one it's different --the female moans arrived at the room in great volume, so to reduce them a bit Silvana had to close the door and window--. That woman is my mom.
Paulina sat on the bed, looked embarrassed.
Is that Norma? That girl screaming like a slut is Norma?
—Yes, I know... it sounds ridiculous. I don't even believe that's my mom.
Does it bother you if I stay for a bit?
Uh... tomorrow I have to work. If you're worried about going naked back home, I can lend you clothes.
No, what's worrying me is going home with this fever. Excuse me for saying it so directly... I want to keep screwing Malik. He told me that my mom can't keep up with him for much longer, so it'll be just a matter of minutes. Please... do me that favor. I know we don't know each other well; but... that's how the best friendships start —Paulina showed a radiant smile—. In a few years, we'll be laughing about this moment, you can be sure.
Silvana thought about the possibility of having a friend with whom she could laugh at absurd adventures... and the idea excited her. Moreover, this situation was absurd and uncomfortable, the typical situation that two trusted friends can laugh at.
This is how the best friendships begin.
It's okay, you can stay.
Silvana sat near the pillows. She was about to cover her body with the sheet and then thought that maybe that could be taken as a defensive gesture. She didn't want to be defensive in front of Paulina, although she also didn't like being naked.
Thanks. You're the best!
But with one condition...
—Which?
I want you to tell me how you ended up hooking up with Malik.
It seems fine to me. I think you deserve to know it, after all I got you involved in this topic. Do you remember my friend Belén?
—The blonde who was going out for a run with us? —Silvana remembered her well. A petite, curvy, and well-endowed blonde. She didn't like it when she joined the afternoon trot in Rivadavia Park because all she did was chat and walk... hardly any running at all. Suddenly she remembered why she had stopped inviting Paulina—. Yes, I remember her.
—Okay, because it's important for this story. Belén is my best friend, we have infinite trust. That's why she was the first one I told about my mom —Silvana felt a pang in her side? Are they jealousy?—. I kept her posted with text messages until one day I asked her to come over. I needed to show her the photos... and the video. Just like what happened to you.
Was this before or after you'd sent everything to me?
After that, the next day —Silvana smiled. Paulina didn't notice and kept talking as if nothing was wrong—. Anyway, I showed everything to Belén and... here's where things are going to get a little strong. I don't know if you want to keep listening.
Yes, yes I want... once again that damn curiosity dragging her.
—Very well... let's see. Do you know what fisting is?
—Em... —Silvana was going to say no; but then she preferred to be sincere—. I've heard it's introducing a hand inside a vagina. Madness...
—Did you ever see him?
—This... um... just out of curiosity, in some video. Don't think that I like watching pornography...
—Ah, don't worry about that. We all look at a little porn every now and then... and we all masturbate to it —she winked an eye.
I don't usually do those things.
What a curious thing, because when I was on the balcony I saw you doing both things.
It's... complicated to explain. I only do it to be able to fall asleep.
—Okay, Silvana, you don't have to be ashamed of that. I loved seeing you do it because I feel like it broke the ice, otherwise I wouldn't dare tell you all this. It's very... personal.
I understand. Many thanks for the trust.
—As I was saying... I showed Belén the video where Malik fucked my mom and she commented: 'God, that cock is big like my forearm'. And that's when we started talking about fisting, precisely. We began comparing the experience of having sex with a man as well-endowed as Malik. I'm trying to summarize the story a bit. The thing is that we started looking for fisting videos on the internet. We saw several and in all of them the practice was very similar: one woman putting her hand into another's pussy. And at one point Belén said: 'That's what friends are for, helping each other try out fisting'. And I told her, completely jokingly: 'Do you want me to put my hand in your pussy?' And by the way she looked at me, I understood that she wasn't taking it as a joke. She left me speechless when she responded: 'If you help me, I'll help you. Or we do it together, or not at all'.
—To hell —Silvana also left with her mouth open—. I didn't know they had... that kind of trust—
Hey, wait. Let's clear something up, because I already imagine what you're thinking —Paulina lifted one leg onto the bed, which allowed her pussy to remain open and exposed. Silvana didn't say anything because she noticed that during the conversation she had also opened her legs more—. Belén and I don't have 'that' kind of confidence. In other words: we're not lesbians. Nothing ever happened between us. Not even a kiss. The most sexual thing we did was see each other get one another, in a car, with two dudes who didn't even know us. They got her from behind and me in front. And after that, one day we made ourselves masturbate together, watching some porn videos. I'm telling you this so you understand... Does this seem lesbian to you?
Not, of course not. Especially if they didn't touch each other while masturbating.
—We don't touch each other among ourselves. She did her thing and I did mine, only that we did it while being together in the same bed. It was a lovely experience. A mutual masturbation is a great method for solidifying a friendship —Silvana smiled again.
I believe so. After that, confidence must be absolute.
Thus it is. That's why I understood that Belén was speaking seriously when she proposed to help me with the fisting.
---And did they do it?
—Okay... I can separate everything into two levels. The first level was us taking the matter lightly. We started putting our fingers on each other, first me on her and then her on me. We realized that, in terms of dilation, we were very far from being able to put in a whole hand. There we realized that the fisting thrill was... well, madness, just as you said.
And I imagine that's where it stayed.
Se sees that you don't know us —Paulina showed a demonic smile—. When Belén was able to put in a third finger, we got more excited. Then it occurred to me to use a lubricant I bought some time ago... and my vibrator, which is quite wide, or at least that's what I thought, until I saw Malik's cock. It's a vibrator that imitates the cock of a well-endowed man; but normal. Not an anaconda like Malik's. Then I opened my legs well, lay on my back, and told Belén: 'Make him do it without disgust.' And that's what he did. He put it in all the way to the end, using quite a lot of lubricant, and kept doing it for a good while. After that, we switched positions and I did the same with her. It was fascinating to see how her pussy kept dilating more and more. After doing this three or four times each, Belén tried again with her fingers and this time she could put in four. I felt my pussy stretching all the way to the limit (or what I thought was the limit). You'd be surprised how much a pussy can open up.
It gives me a bit of an impression just thinking about it, because I was always tight.
Maybe it's because of lack of practice. Anyway, as it may be. When Belén was there, making a great effort to put my whole hand in, I looked her in the eye and said: 'Friend, I'm really hot'. This is where what I call 'level two' starts. Because we stopped doing it out of pure curiosity and started doing it because we were turned on. 'I want to feel everything, get it without fear', I begged. And she kept trying. She pressed and pressed; but the last part of the hand, where the little bone of the thumb is, was the widest. I suffered, screamed, moaned, respired. I felt like I was going to die; but at the same time I wanted more. And it happened to Belén too when I tried with her. After talking about it we came to the conclusion that one of the most exciting moments was that, when our shells were dilating beyond the known limit. It's an incredible feeling. I wouldn't know how to describe it, you have to live it.
No, definitely not. I swear I couldn't do something like that. I'm tight. Seriously.
Are you scary...
—No, I swear to you. I've always had that problem. Look, see if you don't believe me...
Silvana didn't know why she opened her legs for Paulina. Maybe she just wanted to strengthen the friendship with her, or perhaps she didn't like being called a liar. The question is that Paulina accepted the challenge. She approached Silvana, crawling on the bed and caressing her vaginal lips softly.
Is she ready? —He asked.
—Yes, I'm ready. Try putting two fingers in and you'll see that what I say is true.
Silvana received the fingers with her heart racing. She felt (besides a little pain) that her friendship with Paulina was escalating very quickly, and blamed circumstances for it.
Her vagina was explored with a lot of softness and delicacy; but even so, it still took her to receive those two fingers at the same time.
It's true, said Paulina, you had it really tight. Besides my use of the word: pussy, I only put my fingers on Belén and can notice the difference. I could fit four fingers into Belén with relative ease. I think you couldn't even get four fingers in.
See? I couldn't do fisting, not even if I wanted to. And I got intrigued. Could they finally do it?
Paulina returned to show her saucy smile.
—That's it. Belén filled her hand and forearm with abundant lubricant, I opened up like my mom in the picture I sent you...
With her knees at head level —Silvana commented, while her pussy was still being explored.
Exactly. I asked my friend to push hard and I held the pain... and held... until suddenly... Zaz! The whole hand went in along with a good part of the forearm. You wouldn't believe the scream I let out. I felt like they had blown up my pussy. But... the pain only lasted for a few seconds. Belén got excited when she saw the whole hand go in and started giving it to me. And, look, I'll repeat that we didn't do it lesbianly. Women don't turn her on, nor do I either. However, we couldn't do this alone. We needed someone else to give us a hand... literally.
Okay, I understand perfectly —what Silvana didn't understand was why this girl kept digging at her pussy—. Ugh!
Oh, sorry. I tried to put another finger... but I see it doesn't fit now.
Tell you that more than two won't fit, I know from experience. I once tried to put something else... and it was impossible. That's why I have trouble believing that your friend's entire hand and forearm got in.
Are you treating me like a liar?
No, no... for nothing. I know you told the truth, it's just that it takes me to grasp the fact.
After I'll send you photos so you can see it's real. Although now I can't, I left my phone in Malik's room, hidden under the bed, along with all my clothes.
It's not necessary for you to send me intimate photos...
It doesn't matter. I'll still give them to you. It was a wonderful experience. Belén didn't show me any mercy. She punished me good... but then I did the same thing to her. She got on all fours and I didn't stop until my whole hand and most of my forearm were in. Both of us reached orgasm.
I imagine it was very intense.
Super intense. From one of the most intense experiences of my life... although what happened with Malik surpasses it.
I still don't know how they ended up screwing.
After trying fisting with Belén, I started thinking: 'Will it be just as good to screw this guy?' And today I couldn't take the curiosity anymore. I came to see him and told him very directly: 'I know you screwed my mom, even though she's married. But I'm willing to forgive you if you do the same with me'.
Oh, how direct.
Ugh... that's why I hate myself for it, I practically crawled to beg him for that cock. It's just... you saw it. How can you not get turned on seeing a cock that size?
—I already told you, big cocks don't turn me on because I'm tight. I can only think about how much it's going to hurt.
And... I'm not going to lie to you. It hurts... and if you don't believe me... listen how my mom screams.
Silvana had completely forgotten Norma's moans, they had become background noise; but it was true. The woman seemed to be enjoying and suffering equally.
—Oh... it seems like you're screaming more than before —said Paulina—. That's good.
---Why?
—Because it means he's almost done. I know my mom is going to leave soon after he finishes. Try to delay as little as possible. So in a bit I'll be able to come back... so Malik can keep giving me that. And yes, I know... you must be thinking I'm a slut. But I swear I'm not like that. I get crazy sometimes, without being so... dragged down. Instead with this guy... I don't know what happened. The idea of trying that cock just installed itself in my head and it was enough for me to ask him for it and he gave it to me. He undressed me at the touch, threw me on the bed and without saying anything, he plunged into me. God... what pleasure... I thought my eyeballs were going to burst. I swear I felt the cock against my uterus. It's incredible. Ah, there it is... they stopped moaning... —They made silence to listen attentively. Paulina kept masturbating Silvana... because yes, that was exactly what she was doing. She was masturbating her. They waited a few seconds until a head poked out from the balcony, it was Malik, with his white smile. Silvana covered her tits instinctively.
– Is it Paulina? – Asked the Senegalese –. If you want, you can go back now. Sorry, Silvana, I didn't know this was going to happen.
Don't worry about it, said Paulina, I already settled everything with Silvana —then she leaned in close to her ear and whispered—. You'll have to put up with some noise for a little while longer... after that I swear I'll let you rest.
Okay... I'll take your word for it. Have fun. Em... call me later, so we can agree on something to do together.
Naturally, friend. Of course I'm going to call you.
He liked that 'friend' thing.
Paulina disappeared on the balcony, along with Malik, and barely a few seconds later the creaking... moaning began. It seemed that man didn't need a break between one lover and another. Paulina didn't even take a moment to herself, she screamed and wailed...
She's a total slacker, like her mom, said Silvana, laughing.
And then he started masturbating to the rhythm of the screwing that Malik was giving to Paulina. This time Silvana allowed herself to enjoy a bit more. She didn't get into such a fuss, simply let her heat flow... and those fluids ended up on her bed.
Before being able to sleep, she had to take another shower and was forced to change the sheets. However, when going to bed, she was so tired that she fell asleep, although Paulina's moans were still echoing throughout the room.
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