Since I saw her, I've been enchanted. One afternoon in April arrived with her curly hair, large and bright eyes, and a wide smile. The tone of her voice sounded like sweetness to me, and little by little it was invading our daily dialogue while sharing work, creating a sweet friendship.
She was married with two beautiful children, always talking about life, work, kids, and life.
Time passed, I changed jobs, and we drifted apart, leaving only distant greetings when we crossed paths rarely.
Time reunited us in 2014 at another place; it was very nice news, and I lost the selfie of our reunion on an old cell phone.
We conversed again about life, her third child, and work. She still had that smile and beautiful eye sparkle.
She's 1.60 meters tall, with white skin, thin, and a marked waist, and her round and beautiful booty stands out; her breasts are swollen from breastfeeding her baby, stretching the shirts, while I'm 1.75 meters tall, a sturdy and athletic type, a bit shy.
The reunion led us to chat again on Facebook, spending many hours between chats and competing in Trivia.
Between the chat and the game, a much more special wave emerged than we had until that moment. And conversations already took us to talk about whether we'd dare to do something more. Both with her great prejudice: cheating on her husband, and I: going out with a married woman with children.
Since the reunion, a month passed, and the conversation was rising in tone, and Trivia where we were very even would be the weapon to take another step.
When I had been with her for a month, the company gave us a dinner, where all colleagues and bosses were. At that dinner, I saw her dressed beautifully, with a suggestive neckline, tight pants, and an ardent gaze. And I felt the imperative need to feel her very close to me. However, it wasn't the place, and less surrounded by people. But I could take her hand for an instant, and she said corresponded with a squeeze that made me shudder. The party ended and we said goodbye with a light kiss. But it meant much more than everything I had said until then.
The next day, we chatted and played the game... but now we agreed that the winner could choose a prize that the loser would have to fulfill if they lost.
The game began and the series of questions ended with me winning 6-5. And, of course, the prize I asked for was for him to come to my house where he would collect his prize from me.
Clearly, my mischievous and burning ideas about the prize were opposed to whether he would dare to come and whether I would dare to do something.
We exchanged text messages saying that he would arrive the next morning, it would be a big day, and I would collect my bet. Those hours felt eternal.
The next morning around 10 am, I received the message: Anto: Hi, I'm on my way!
The long-awaited message, already ordered since early morning, leaving everything super prepared.
I knocked at my door. I approached it slowly. And opened it slowly. And saw her beautiful, with a sweet smile, her eyes also smiling, her wet curls.
Anto: Hi!
Lio: Hi! Come in, come in. How are you?
Anto: Fine, a little nervous, but fine.
We looked at each other, and slowly we approached and hugged each other, looking at each other. Slowly we got closer, our lips rosy in a soft kiss. We moved away, looked at each other, and smiled. And brought our lips together to merge into a deep, passionate, desired, savored kiss. Our tongues explored and savored each other, and with our arms we hugged each other tighter.
Her skin was erect, and my heart beating fast. We went slowly to the room without stopping kissing or touching, sat down on the edge, just there we separated a little. We looked at each other, wanting not to separate our lips, not to stop hugging, everything was silence and small gasps, breathing slightly altered.
My hands began to explore her, caressing her over the very fine hippie pants that drove me crazy... touching her legs and Without leaving her mouth, I kept moving towards her crotch. Above the pants, I touched the edge of her thong and continued until my fingers reached her vagina and she separated from my mouth with her eyes closed, emitting a deep sigh. I kissed her again and with my hand, I went up and under her sweater, putting my hand on her belly, continuing slowly with my hand under her pants as we reclined and she hugged me. Gently caress her mound of Venus, guiding my hand to touch her lips. I advanced gently and felt the moisture that burst forth and moistened her lips. I pushed up her pants and thong to reveal a pussy I wanted to taste. I took off her pants and thong while kissing her and playing with her fingers, filled with fluids, she was breathing softly. I kissed her neck and helped her take off her sweater. I remained in my undershirt, slightly stained with maternal cum. I kissed her neck, went down kissing her breasts, and went down licking her belly, finally taking a deep breath in front of her pussy. I smelled her like a dog searching for the most dangerous drug at an airport; that sweet aroma altered me and with my wide tongue, I licked from under her pussy, following her kitty, savoring her hot, sweet, and pleasant juices, sweet gasps... I saw her surrendered to me and kissed her, losing my tongue in her pussy. Thirsty with madness, I drank and ate while unbuttoning my jeans. She was naked with her legs open, lost between them, I savored her. I separated from her and took off my sweater, finishing undressing, remaining nude, I threw myself onto her towards a side, facing each other, and we kissed, my hands embracing her and feeling all of her, she did the same until she grabbed my cock. I rolled over her, ending up on top, putting myself between her legs, I settled in, saw her under me, caressing my testicles and cock, opening herself, waiting, desiring, begging with her entire body to be penetrated, my dark cock. Erect, wet with her eighteen centimeters wanted to enter that pussy.
Lentally I was approaching the tip of the cock until it touched the lips of the pussy, she lifted and opened more than thighs, I took her by her hip and pushed slowly, little by little it was entering, a wet pussy, tight, made the cock go peeling and losing in the madness of pleasure.
I reached the trunk of the eggs, and listened to a marvelous gasp, and began with the movement smoothly, Anto's hands grasped with force squeezing the sheets, with her eyes closed, the noise of the bed, and the gasp and heat, and the bouncing eggs, we're crazy, we're full of craziness, just wanting to explode.
Her gasps transform into liberating screams, and her hands squeeze my back and nails claw me, she's having a tremendous orgasm and I want to finish, she seems like she's going to cry with her gasps, and they weaken and I start feeling that the tip of my cock is hard, can break everything, I don't give more, explode, I separate from her, take her out and at the same time ejaculate a lot of hot cum on her hairy pussy.
We look at each other, smile. I want more, she wants more and that's why... (will continue).
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She was married with two beautiful children, always talking about life, work, kids, and life.
Time passed, I changed jobs, and we drifted apart, leaving only distant greetings when we crossed paths rarely.
Time reunited us in 2014 at another place; it was very nice news, and I lost the selfie of our reunion on an old cell phone.
We conversed again about life, her third child, and work. She still had that smile and beautiful eye sparkle.
She's 1.60 meters tall, with white skin, thin, and a marked waist, and her round and beautiful booty stands out; her breasts are swollen from breastfeeding her baby, stretching the shirts, while I'm 1.75 meters tall, a sturdy and athletic type, a bit shy.
The reunion led us to chat again on Facebook, spending many hours between chats and competing in Trivia.
Between the chat and the game, a much more special wave emerged than we had until that moment. And conversations already took us to talk about whether we'd dare to do something more. Both with her great prejudice: cheating on her husband, and I: going out with a married woman with children.
Since the reunion, a month passed, and the conversation was rising in tone, and Trivia where we were very even would be the weapon to take another step.
When I had been with her for a month, the company gave us a dinner, where all colleagues and bosses were. At that dinner, I saw her dressed beautifully, with a suggestive neckline, tight pants, and an ardent gaze. And I felt the imperative need to feel her very close to me. However, it wasn't the place, and less surrounded by people. But I could take her hand for an instant, and she said corresponded with a squeeze that made me shudder. The party ended and we said goodbye with a light kiss. But it meant much more than everything I had said until then.
The next day, we chatted and played the game... but now we agreed that the winner could choose a prize that the loser would have to fulfill if they lost.
The game began and the series of questions ended with me winning 6-5. And, of course, the prize I asked for was for him to come to my house where he would collect his prize from me.
Clearly, my mischievous and burning ideas about the prize were opposed to whether he would dare to come and whether I would dare to do something.
We exchanged text messages saying that he would arrive the next morning, it would be a big day, and I would collect my bet. Those hours felt eternal.
The next morning around 10 am, I received the message: Anto: Hi, I'm on my way!
The long-awaited message, already ordered since early morning, leaving everything super prepared.
I knocked at my door. I approached it slowly. And opened it slowly. And saw her beautiful, with a sweet smile, her eyes also smiling, her wet curls.
Anto: Hi!
Lio: Hi! Come in, come in. How are you?
Anto: Fine, a little nervous, but fine.
We looked at each other, and slowly we approached and hugged each other, looking at each other. Slowly we got closer, our lips rosy in a soft kiss. We moved away, looked at each other, and smiled. And brought our lips together to merge into a deep, passionate, desired, savored kiss. Our tongues explored and savored each other, and with our arms we hugged each other tighter.
Her skin was erect, and my heart beating fast. We went slowly to the room without stopping kissing or touching, sat down on the edge, just there we separated a little. We looked at each other, wanting not to separate our lips, not to stop hugging, everything was silence and small gasps, breathing slightly altered.
My hands began to explore her, caressing her over the very fine hippie pants that drove me crazy... touching her legs and Without leaving her mouth, I kept moving towards her crotch. Above the pants, I touched the edge of her thong and continued until my fingers reached her vagina and she separated from my mouth with her eyes closed, emitting a deep sigh. I kissed her again and with my hand, I went up and under her sweater, putting my hand on her belly, continuing slowly with my hand under her pants as we reclined and she hugged me. Gently caress her mound of Venus, guiding my hand to touch her lips. I advanced gently and felt the moisture that burst forth and moistened her lips. I pushed up her pants and thong to reveal a pussy I wanted to taste. I took off her pants and thong while kissing her and playing with her fingers, filled with fluids, she was breathing softly. I kissed her neck and helped her take off her sweater. I remained in my undershirt, slightly stained with maternal cum. I kissed her neck, went down kissing her breasts, and went down licking her belly, finally taking a deep breath in front of her pussy. I smelled her like a dog searching for the most dangerous drug at an airport; that sweet aroma altered me and with my wide tongue, I licked from under her pussy, following her kitty, savoring her hot, sweet, and pleasant juices, sweet gasps... I saw her surrendered to me and kissed her, losing my tongue in her pussy. Thirsty with madness, I drank and ate while unbuttoning my jeans. She was naked with her legs open, lost between them, I savored her. I separated from her and took off my sweater, finishing undressing, remaining nude, I threw myself onto her towards a side, facing each other, and we kissed, my hands embracing her and feeling all of her, she did the same until she grabbed my cock. I rolled over her, ending up on top, putting myself between her legs, I settled in, saw her under me, caressing my testicles and cock, opening herself, waiting, desiring, begging with her entire body to be penetrated, my dark cock. Erect, wet with her eighteen centimeters wanted to enter that pussy.
Lentally I was approaching the tip of the cock until it touched the lips of the pussy, she lifted and opened more than thighs, I took her by her hip and pushed slowly, little by little it was entering, a wet pussy, tight, made the cock go peeling and losing in the madness of pleasure.
I reached the trunk of the eggs, and listened to a marvelous gasp, and began with the movement smoothly, Anto's hands grasped with force squeezing the sheets, with her eyes closed, the noise of the bed, and the gasp and heat, and the bouncing eggs, we're crazy, we're full of craziness, just wanting to explode.
Her gasps transform into liberating screams, and her hands squeeze my back and nails claw me, she's having a tremendous orgasm and I want to finish, she seems like she's going to cry with her gasps, and they weaken and I start feeling that the tip of my cock is hard, can break everything, I don't give more, explode, I separate from her, take her out and at the same time ejaculate a lot of hot cum on her hairy pussy.
We look at each other, smile. I want more, she wants more and that's why... (will continue).
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