Today is a Mrs. Scribe from Rosario (Part 3)

Good afternoons for everyone.... For those who didn't read the story, here are the previous posts.http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/5622691/Hoy-es-una-Sra-Escribana-de-Rosario.html
http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/5628426/Hoy-es-una-Sra-Escribana-de-Rosario-Parte-2.htmlAs I was telling you, when I wanted to take her she told me to put on a condom, or we wouldn't do anything. So, before she got angry and regretted it, I put on a condom and prepared to penetrate her. The first thing was to get on top of her, in the classic missionary style, which didn't surprise her. I kept penetrating her, watching how she reacted as my cock went through her. She wasn't very long but quite thick, and it seemed like the girl wasn't ready... It was tight, and her pleasure face with a grimace of pain made me keep going into her body. I kept putting myself in until she was fully in, then let her get used to my thickness and started moving slowly so as not to scare her (we all have the fantasy of coming hard with a girl... But what if the girl gets scared and leaves you with no cum?) That's why it's better to go slow... And we're speeding up. As I saw her adapting to my movements, I raised the stakes. She was moaning and biting her lips, grabbing her head and muffling her moans with a pillow. What I did was throw the pillow on the floor and say: Come on... moan well, you slut... You're a son of a slut, she said. And I started moving faster... Come on... scream, sweet girl, you're getting screwed by a guy who could be your dad. Aaaaahhh, it feels so good, you son of a slut, she said. You're the only slut around here, I said, and accelerated the pace of my penetrations while elevating my torso to see the movement of her huge tits as my thrusts went in and out. Those tits were moving all over the place, and she was moaning and twisting. At one point, I grabbed her legs and started lifting them so that the penetration would be deeper. Uuuuhhh, it feels so good... Mother slut! she said. Do you like it little? I asked. I love it... keep going... take me, she said. In response to this plea, any man wouldn't do anything but obey her. So I started coming at her with more intensity. pussy that every time opened up more and got hotter and juicier
And I every time lifted her legs higher to go deeper into her
When I already had her legs on my shoulders, her face changed
Her hands started squeezing the sheets and her pussy started pulsating around my cock
I felt it and enjoyed it... I realized she was coming
Giovana started trembling, her legs tightening around my neck and making force on my nape
I took advantage to give her harder, accelerating my movements so that her orgasm would explode in a way that wouldn't be forgotten
G: aaaaahhhh son of a slut... don't do this to me!!!
Y: what's that?
G: so strong... you're killing me... I felt like my legs were trembling
Y: give it... finish, slut... give me everything...
G: aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh....
uuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
son of a putaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Her legs got out of control... her tits too... her nipples bursting from being so hard and still...
Seeing all that didn't make me feel any different, I was coming too
So I warned her
Y: Give it... we're done together... Give it, slut... give me everything
G: ya ya ya ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh
I finished filling the condom, and she was trembling with her whole body exhausted and sweaty
Giovana was holding her face... her legs still moving on their own
From my side, I fell beside her and caressed her tits and pinched her nipples
G: aaaaayyyyyy stop it!!! I'm sensitive!!!
Y: what about here too?
G: everywhere... don't even get me started down there...
Y: where? here? (and I caressed her vaginal lips, making her jump)
G: you're crazy... you broke me all!!!!
Y: I see you very healthy... more so, very relaxed
G: it was good... nothing like the guys who screwed me before
Y: shall we continue?
G: give me a minute...
CONTINUE...

1 comentários - Today is a Mrs. Scribe from Rosario (Part 3)