For those who don't know me yet, my name is Matheus, I'm 1.75 tall, my body is standard and all shaved, my hair is black, brown eyes and a thick 16 cm cock. And my lover and boyfriend is a tall guy, 1.85 tall, brown hair and eyes, with an enviable body, beautiful smile and a juicy cock, I tell more details about our first encounters in my previous story, I hope you read it and feel very horny too.
I could perfectly understand the excess in that brief instant; those seconds, in which everything seems to pass before me, time is sustained until it freezes and the senses are sharpened, the concentration is such that the slightest movement generates information from body to body
What I'm about to tell you happened almost 30 years ago, in my mid-teens. It was a different time, without the internet, and there was more real connection between people. I lived in a simple neighborhood, where we'd spend most of the day outside inventing fun and messing around. It was also common to live at friends' houses. I remember that different and remarkable time with fondness and great excitement.
I've been married for a little over a year and I suspected my husband was cheating on me with our neighbor.I started to notice the looks between them and I'm sure her husband is suspicious too.This couple is very close and frequents our house and we frequent theirs. I was certain of this when I caught them talking quietly in a corner.
I'm going to tell you the true story of how I became the owner of my mother's friend's ass. This woman, I'll call her "S," has always been quite naughty. I remember when I was a kid, I would secretly overhear her talking dirty among a group of my mother's friends. And when I was about 16, she had some really unusual games, lol. She would suddenly come into my room and say, "Aaah, I almost caught you playing bingo outside." But for some reason, my family and hers drifted apart when I was 18, and I haven't seen her in person since.
How are my poor loves?People must have already noticed that I'm publishing my stories of bestiality, alternating with those of sex with humans.The last one was about my initiatives with horses.This one will be about an interaction with a man. But this man took me by force.So it is indeed a story about rape.Whoever knows how to deal with this topic can move on.I thought it best to let you know.
And after reading the stories, I begin to dream...About how great it would be, just now, with Him... it doesn't matter if I love him, I just want him! I want him so much that my knees tremble, my back arches and my body moves in its own rhythm.
It was time for another check-up at the women's clinic. Everyone knows what an unpleasant procedure it is, especially in our old hospitals, when an old gynecologist, purely for the sake of formality, digs into your innermost secrets and writes that everything is fine with you.