Beatrix with a z

Everything starts, since I was very young I used to travel a lot and among these many trips I was in a country which we will call NZ. Good experiences, good friends who I still keep and above all stories with cuties that when I remember them put a small smile on my mouth. One of these is called Beatriz, it was during my last stage in that country for which I almost remember her with nostalgia. I was working at a factory where asparagus were packaged -a piece of crap job but they paid well- I had just arrived in the city and I needed to find a room quickly because staying in a hostel was expensive and my third-world pockets were feeling underdeveloped. While searching for something economical and close to work, I arrived at a house belonging to a woman who lived with her daughter -a lovely cutie but who didn't leave her room. She told me she had another tenant and that she knew I would get along well with her. They probably think that gringo guys with blonde hair, allergic to clothes and well-fucked stay stuck in the laundry room what followed a marathon of unbridled sex much to my dismay it wasn't like that, the city was very boring and at 21:00 it was as if it were 04:00 very boring. Days passed and I finally got to know this girl, this in the morning. I remember because I was wearing my pajamas and slippers with animal designs, I looked really rough. I was with other girls having breakfast cereal with cum, typical gringo breakfast. I greeted her with a kiss on the cheek and with very sexual and educated English. What a lovely cutie. As days passed and taking certain confidence and ignoring certain restrictions I always wore my underwear (which they call cacheteros here) and as time went by I would walk around without any problem. We had those complicit glances where I wouldn't dare go past the second round. This kept repeating and I think we didn't go further because unconsciously -I think- that magic hot sexual feeling that both of us enjoyed would be lost. One night watching movies

Everyone together she came from her room and joined that bad movie and leaned back on the couch where I was sitting, put her blanket over her legs and her feet rested on my balls in a kind of pillow - normal - I said with the temperature as high as it could be. She moved her feet to achieve erecting my nephew which was something that had already been achieved just by seeing her enter. Something important about this is that we never spoke, never saw each other due to work-related issues of mine. As time went on, this became very sexual because her light walks in clothes and that hot gaze were more frequent. Very frequent-proportional, clearly due to the few moments when we saw each other. One night I was outside looking at the patio to see if I could see a UFO and felt a vehicle and it was those typical gringos in a tank-like truck shouting and an exhausting laugh. I put on my show and they were having a discussion, what I managed to understand was that the cuties didn't want to keep partying because they preferred sleeping. The guys got upset and left them behind. She was crying while the other girls consoled her and I'm not sure if the discussion was due to sleepiness or something more. Neither did it matter much to me. I finished my cigarette and walked into my room, saw them at their open window trying to console her by taking out a smile with a dance show between all of them and lingerie. Crazy!!! In lingerie!!! I looked at the powerful one and said: I owe you a flaco I went back to bed without dedicating the best of my wanks before that tremendous plastic picture. I slept like a newborn and woke up after a while with their footsteps towards the dining room, saying goodbye to the friends. At that moment, my opportunity for finally having an orgy - naaaa!! Joke!!! I stayed awake. After a while, I felt her walking but very slowly and went out to look. It was her in underwear and a Nirvana sweater. She saw me and rushed over giving one of the best kisses I've received in life. You know, those that When it's least expected, I'm most appreciated. Sweet and wet. Swallow saliva to demand an explanation and before saying something, I take her to my room. No prelude whatsoever, just fuck without a word. I had seen yummy vaginas but this cutie's was beautiful and I ate it again. She asked how I could lick so tasty and I replied that it was from sucking yogurt containers. A joke she didn't understand and honestly didn't matter much to me. We fucked all night. In the morning, she kicked me out of her room like a terrible prostitute. I went to take a bath to cry about how I had been used.

-Naaaaaaa! It's a joke. I woke up at three in the afternoon with a smile on my face and biting my ears. When I got to the kitchen, I saw the house owner crying while cooking. I asked her what was wrong and she said the tenant had left without saying goodbye and that she was very sad because she had taken a lot of care for her to leave like that. I went to her room and it was indeed empty. Yes, I also felt sad because I thought from that day on I'd be getting it all night with her, but not. I went back to the kitchen to try to find an answer from the lady but all I got were tissues with snot and tears. I asked why she was so affected and she said it was because of concern because she was a girl.

-GIRL???? At that moment, I felt a cold drop running down my spine. -'What do you mean, girl'? -'Yes, baby' I felt the pressure lift but before passing out, I asked for more details. She said she came from an exchange program in Brazil from high school. -'Your mom's pussy'- I exclaimed. -'What did you say'? We ended up crying together. I still remember her laughter and she asked if I was okay and if I remembered.

1 comentários - Beatrix with a z

Eso sí es una buena historia, duró lo que tenía que durar pero muy intensa con final digno de lágrimas. El único pero superlativo polvo !!! Van 10 pts.