Not only with Martina did I extract the spring seminal fluid. You girls know that where there's a vagina I see light and get in.
Short and at the foot before giving myself a wank. The other day, in the evening, I went to some place in Florida to find out about a barcopado that my friends told me about, which plays bands and stuff. So I called my trusted taxi service from Carapachay, but they had like half an hour of delay. I grabbed my cell phone (the one who wants sex, give it to them, eh) and ordered an Uber. And never imagined, but sometimes the Ubers are driven by women. And then Sandra passed me, a blonde, young, beautiful, hot girl, everything. Another Sandrita, like my favorite mare. I don't know if she's better yet. At first, I behaved more or less well, we chatted animatedly on the way there and at the bar, I told her to wait for me while I found prices and schedules and would come back. As a fox like me, it was partly because of that and also to see if I could get something with the blonde.
After ten of being at the place and leaving with the information I was looking for, which got me excited because when I go back there will be more women with leather, I approached the Uber and before I could get in, Sandra took my arm, very affectionate, and accompanied me to the car, as if I were a girlfriend that her boyfriend makes get in. Already I had gotten used to it, started thinking about what, who, what kind of underwear she has, does she use leather? Just, my thoughts turned into words and I asked her curiously, taking advantage of the good vibe, at least about her outer clothes and tastes. She told me she uses leather, that she paints, that she's very flirtatious, that she puts on cream even to go to the laundry. Laundry, I imagined her underwear. And unleashed, I decided to go further in the Uber and ask her something more, with asking you don't lose anything. What does she sleep in, if she's scarce, if she has any health issues and if it's sexual?
Sandra read my mind and just told me that I slept very little, a light camisole and loose pants, that she had separated because you were punishing her during sex. And added with resentment: Look at you, forgive me, you're a man, but men are a sorete. I didn't flinch and replied: Well, all except me, don't you think? The blonde flirted back: Yes, you, you're so sweet, and handsome. And when she said handsome she let go of the wheel and stroked my cheek. It got hot, if only I hadn't already done it with leather, and making myself a fool, I told her I was half bad and that she should stop somewhere.
And there I let my madness run wild. When he asked me what was wrong, he had the idea of stroking my dick and making a fool of me in the head. And all I replied without caring about anything: Nothing's happening, just that I want to know your body. In response, when you covered yourself for the blow job, Sandra kissed my cheek, hugged me, felt me up, and took it. And crazy: Yes yes, give love, how long has it been since someone so handsome didn't fuck me
The bus driver was so powerful. And well, we went to the back seat, kisses, mimos, I ran my hands over all her body, she did mine, clothes off, I saw her live breasts and ripped them out of madness, she took off my pants and massaged my penis, it grew well, she pulled down her underwear and asked agitated 'come on, give me hard and flood me, flood me with love'. And what to say: water flows, I got on top of her while kissing and licking everything, I penetrated her vagina, wide and beautiful, I imagined her husband getting off, I gave it hard without caring if she hurt or not, she said no and was going crazy, and then I came hard in her hole. I pulled out, she kissed my cock, asked for it in her mouth and swallowed the little semen that was left. And later she asked if I could do another one in the Booty, so I made a big splash with my still-hard penis from the previous Booty of the bus driver. She got furious and I covered her again in thick and sticky warm semen, which she felt and wetted all over the upholstery of her beautiful car with her vaginal liquid.
Ahí we got dressed, she thanked me, I thanked her, of course, when I got home and asked how much it was, she was blunt: 'love, with the two you made me pay for a year of Uber, sweet'. She gave me her card, saying anything I needed an auto and, also, as hot as pizza, their services were strong. A great one. They saw girls, if the ride takes too long don't get crazy, there's always a driver who'll take you to a good spot.
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