Voltei da agência e a vizinha gostosa

Beleza…! Como é que cê tá, gente linda.
Tô de volta à ativa. Valeu pelas opiniões e mensagens.
O trampo voltou pra uma pseudo normalidade e a gente teve que fazer turnos.
Teve que encarar escala, mas depois do auge da galera que tinha dólar, isso tá esfriando.
Lista de preço nova, tudo complicado… parece época de hiperinflação…! Pra quem já viveu aquilo.
Mas vamos ao que interessa.

Depois que a Gra deu um possível positivo pra COVID, pra evitar rolo de contágio, a gente se afastou um pouco pra ela poder descansar.
Terça passada, de manhã, mandei mensagem perguntando como ela tava.
Com a treta que a gente vinha tendo com a Boobs fuck, não é que eu larguei ela de mão, mas o tempo não tava sobrando.
A Gra respondeu na hora e me esculachou pelo abandono.
Antes de brigar com mulher, tem que saber que a gente sempre perde, então minha resposta foi… COMO É QUE EU FAÇO PRA COMPENSAR VOCÊ…
A resposta veio na lata… SE VOCÊ PUDESSE VIR AGORA, EU VERIA COM BONS OLHOS, MAS VOCÊ SABE QUAIS SÃO SUAS PRIORIDADES.
Me aprontei em 5 minutos e falei que precisava ir até em casa por causa de um negócio do cabo, e vazei.
Liguei pra bruxa e ela disse que ia pra casa da mãe, então avisei que passaria, pegaria umas coisas e talvez deixasse o carro na garagem porque depois teria que levar outro pro chapeiro. Antes disso, passei numa banca e comprei um chocolate pra Gra.
Cheguei no prédio, mandei o carro pra garagem e, sem pensar duas vezes, mandei mensagem pra Gra e ela disse que tava sozinha… Em vez de escrever, liguei da porta do apê dela.
Quando ela atende, de cara feia, pergunta se eu tava muito ocupado, e eu respondo que SIM, mas se não fosse incômodo, queria que ela abrisse a porta…!
Quando abriu, minha cara tava tampada pelo chocolate. Ela pegou de um jeito desdenhoso e fala “ENTRA…”.
Pensei comigo: “Aqui vai dar merda” mas não falei nada.
Ela me olhou, olhou pro chocolate com amêndoas e se pendurou em mim. pescoço com um “COMO EU SENTI SUA FALTA, FILHO DA PUTA…!”

Devo admitir que ela está bem mais magra, mas os peitos dela continuam sendo a perdição de qualquer homem que curte uma mulher.

Peguei ela pela cintura e beijei o pescoço dela com carinho.

Sem mais, ela olhou nos meus olhos e diz: “Não espera um café ou um mate… só posso te oferecer uma pussy pra chupar, porque não tô afim de mais nada…”

Fomos pro quarto dela e no caminho eu ia tirando a roupa dela… Ela fazia o mesmo comigo.

Nos ajudamos com o que sobrou de roupa e terminamos pelados na cama.

Perguntei pelo marido e ela respondeu: “O punheteiro deve estar no hospital, espera que eu ligo pra ele… você começa quando quiser…”

No momento em que ela pegou o telefone, comecei a descer pelos peitos dela, pela barriga e me concentrei na virilha dela.

Na hora que o marido atendeu, passei a língua na pussy linda dela e toquei o clitóris…

Ela diz: “Oiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii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tenta se levantar enquanto eu tinha minha língua no clitóris dela, dois dedos na buceta e outros dois na bunda…
Levanto a cara e vejo ela com os olhos virados, apoiada nos cotovelos e gemendo de prazer.
Acelerei o ritmo da língua e nisso escuto um “HHHHAAAAAAA…”
E uma chuva me encharcou da cara até o peito…
Tirei os dedos da bunda dela, bem devagar, e acariciei a buceta dela.
Era um mar essa mulher. Molhou a cama toda e ficou tremendo…
Eu tava com a poronga no fogo, mas fiquei observando o prazer dela.
Quando conseguiu se recompor, me diz: “Vem que eu te chupo…”
Sem dizer nada, subi em cima dela e comecei a penetrar devagar…
Depois que entrou tudo e nos fundimos num beijo, comecei a penetrar com movimentos mais rápidos e mais lentos até ela gozar de novo…!
Aí… comecei a meter mais forte. Tava segurando ela pelas cadeiras e sem hesitar ela diz: “ME METE NO CU ANTES QUE EU RELAXE E FECHE…”
Coloquei as perninhas dela no ombro e quando apoiei, entrou como se fosse um tubo.
A cara de prazer dos dois era única.
Ela percebeu o quanto eu adoro comer o cu dela e empurrava pra entrar tudo.
Num momento, minhas bolas batiam na bunda da Gra, e ela esticou a mão pra começar a se masturbar…
Ela gozou pela terceira vez e quando falei que ia gozar, ela me empurrou e disse: “ESSA PORRA EU VOU TOMAR TUDO…”
Saiu limpinho do cu dela e sem hesitar começou a chupar até deixar brilhando…
Mostrou na boca e engoliu tudo…!
Ficamos relaxados na cama… nos abraçamos, trocamos uns beijos e fomos tomar banho…
Ela começou a me ensaboar e a pica endureceu de novo…
Na hora… Gra se ajoelha e começa a chupar de um jeito único.
Me apoiei na parede e deixei ela fazer o que faz de maravilha.
Num momento, minhas pernas começaram a tremer e a Graciela percebeu que minha gozada tava vindo…
Gra continuou só com a boca até conseguir o que tinha que acontecer…
Explodi de novo na boca dela. Grá tomou tudo…
Levantou, fez um bochecho com a água do chuveiro e me beijou.
Nos abraçamos debaixo do chuveiro, terminamos de nos lavar e nos vestimos.
Tomamos um café na cozinha, batemos um papo e fumamos um cigarro.
Num momento, ela me beija e diz: “Você é um amor de homem… adoro transar com você… Na próxima quero repetir o trio com minha amiga, se você quiser…”
Meus ratinhos começaram a correr, e com um ar de homem tranquilo, sem hesitar, falei: “Gostosa, se você gosta, não duvida… Nunca vou te forçar a nada que não curta. Adoro a ideia de poder aproveitar e, com você, topo tudo…”
Levantei, nos abraçamos, nos beijamos e fui embora…
Agradeço a Deus pelas mulheres milf…!

ABRAÇO A TODOS…!