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We made an appointment and went to a restaurant. I was nervous, but she reassured me with her smile. She was very pretty and I loved it. We talked for hours about our interests and I felt very relaxed with her. After dinner, we went to his house. I was eager to experience a young man fucking a mature woman. When we entered the house, I kissed her with great passion. She kissed me back and pulled me onto the couch. He took off my shirt and started kissing my neck. I was already excited by this mature woman. Then she took off her clothes and I knelt in front of her to admire her body. She had a beautiful body, and her breasts were big and soft. I kissed her whole body, licking her breasts and her belly. She moaned with pleasure as I kissed her. Then I climbed up and started kissing her mouth again. I put her face up and started kissing her neck, as I slipped my hand down and found her pussy. It was wet and I started to caress it with my fingers. She moaned and twisted with pleasure. With the other hand I went up and opened his chest so I could bite it. She liked it and started making back and forth movements with her waist to stimulate me even more. I stepped aside for a moment to take off my clothes and she threw me on. I lay on top of her and started kissing her neck. She hugged me hard and told me she wanted me to fuck her. I was excited, I started moving inside her, as I kissed her lips and shoulders. I was making a young man fuck a mature woman. She moaned loudly and started moving with me, pulling my body towards her. I was hallucinating of the pleasure I was feeling. I picked up speed and she started screaming with pleasure. Then he grabbed my back and squeezed me tight. She cummed and I too. When we recovered, we lay next to each other and started kissing. It was the most intense sexual experience I've ever had. I'm still in ecstasy with what happened. I felt so powerful playing the young fucking with a mature woman. It was a unique experience that I will never forget.

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I have been a scholar of Occult Sciences, Astrology and other cultures since my youth and I am convinced that we all have an inexorable destiny to fulfill.. There is a wise saying that we should all learn and it is THERE ARE THOSE WHO ARE BORN WITH STARS AND OTHER ARE BORN STARDED This understanding was very useful to me when I reached the middle of my life and I could understand that many of my failures and bad experiences that cost me effort, money and losses of all kinds and seemed inexplicable at that time, were due to my inability to recognize and accept my destiny laid out, At one point I had to make a work trip to Great Britain but the plane did not arrive in London, so we had to make a stopover on the continent, in this case the plane ended the trip at the airport of London Heathrow. Paris, and the next day we departed for London in a small twin-engine plane for 20 passengers. The day was cloudy, windy, raining, it was cold and unpleasant and I was thinking it was bad omen, but I said “Bad weather good face”. The trip was bumpy, the plane jumped and moved and the twenty minutes of flight over the canal of the stain, the passengers became eternal, there were even some deaf screams. but we landed without novelty. It was really horrible to be in air helpless and only entrusted to God. At one point the voice of the commander was heard saying “For technical reasons we will land at Stanted airport». I had no idea where that airport was without speaking the language but knowing the distances are girls, I did not worry. We arrived, landed, I did customs and went out to the street, the morning was cold, cloudy but without rain, there was no one to ask and someone indicated to me 20 meters was the bus stop post (that I did not even know where I was going) and resigned I moved to the bus stop.

At that time in my bad English I crossed a young woman about 25 to 30 years old, the only visible person and I asked her how long the bus would take, explained I wanted to get to Victoria station and waited for the bus I approached the train station.

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We were dancing from bowling to bowling and from Pub to Pub until 3 o'clock in the night when we decided to go to the hotel. Once we arrived I hugged her from behind and while I left the wallet I was nibbled little by little the ear and down her neck slowly kissing her soft skin, I was going down with my hands to her breasts and caressing them little by little unbutton her blouse and take it off, lowering a little more unbutton I pulled the button of her pants and lowered the zipper sliding my hand over her little buttocks, she while stroking my ass and lifted my shirt and unbuttoned my pants. I lowered her pants and kept stroking her beautiful vagina over the thong. She had already pulled down my pants and seeing my erect penis, she lowered my boxers and took out my cock and began to caress and shake it slowly and with her tongue she began to caress the head of my cock that was already erect to burst, suddenly she put it all in the ball and began to suck it in an exquisite way, I couldn't take it anymore I grabbed her with a blow in my arms and took her to bed, I slowly pulled down her thong showing that beautiful vagina all well waxed, I opened her legs carefully and began to eat her, she moaned with pleasure, she loved that I nibbled all over her and that I put my tongue inside her, Suddenly I went up until I reached her nipples, they were beautiful and she loved everything I did to her, I reached her mouth and I gave her the hottest kiss of my life, then she continued to nibble on my ear and kiss me on the neck, I who had a terrible desire to her, I took my cock and began to gently caress her pussy looking for the cave to house my cock, and that I did, very gently I inserted it, she moaned with pleasure, I put my cock in and out "rhythmically", ahhh ahhh, as I liked to listen to her, it was what excited me the most, after a good while putting my penis in and out, I finished, and she with me, it was great, then we went to bed naked, and I continued caressing her gently, until we fell asleep.

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A woman smiling at the camera in a short shot, macro. She had her hair just below the shoulder line, wavy, brown, and smiled with perfect white teeth while in her cheeks formed some cute dimples.. The image moved away showing the sculptural body of the woman. Her rounded, blunt breasts were topped by pointed nipples; her pubic hair was elegantly arranged in a narrow brown stripe; her curves were spectacular, vertigo-inducing; she was. It was Lourdes! I was amazed, fascinated watching how the video continued. The man recording called her with his finger as if calling a dog. To my amazement, my stepmother knelt down and with a pissy face, crawled sinuously towards him.. The camera kept focusing on her as she moved, until it stood in front of a bragueta where a noticeable and very explicit lump was formed. Lourdes' hand felt the hidden object, following its trajectory to the zipper of his trousers, light brown and well-cut. White shirt on dark skin. Definitely black, even blacker than me. After putting my hand, my stepmother extracted the erection of a brunette, an impressive dick furrowed with veins with a terrifying look.

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Since I have use of reason I have always been an outstanding girl in every aspect, I consider myself a super rebuena girl and I turn crazy any man who crosses me I love sex. Since I have use of reason it e enjoyed very well in all its splendor. With so many guys I slept with over 6 years. If I'm going into prostitution. For me it was a stage of nymphomaniac because he had already taken a taste, that it was not necessary to ask me, because the guy I liked in the prep I ate it I think I got to eat about 100 if it is more guys teachers and strangers per year. With saying that one of the relationships that I enjoyed most was with my gym teacher and my computer teacher since the two were brothers and were two super handsome guys both I loved not only their smile, physical but how they made love to me both at the same time. That's delicious! They were also companions who fucked me in a wild way because I got to sleep with 12 companions in an orgy we had at the house of one of them. That was my life over the years. I have slept with endless guys throughout my life, practically more than 100 guys if it is more have been my clients since I am dedicated to prostitution since 18, and I am sincere for my club where I work have passed friends, teachers.

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In that position he could see everything: how blue his eyes were, how silvery his hair was, and the freckles that splashed his face and that Fleja was trying to hide with makeup.. Fleja was actually pronounced “Freya,” but she insisted that her clients spell it correctly.. It must have been her stage name, or maybe her first name, I didn't know that, although the friend who told me about her told me she was Scandinavian. —I still feel bad about the other day,” he whispered, his breath tickled my skin.. The R&B music that flooded the room along with the proximity of Freja were relaxing and also stimulating. I never thought I could feel so comfortable with the incessant humming that was present all the time, but the tattoo artist had made it easy for me from the beginning.. We met because she was a friend of my best friend, and that was going to be my first tattoo, I needed someone I could trust. —Don’t worry, it’s things that happen,” I said in the softest voice I could get.. Freja gave me an accomplice look that made me wonder if, perhaps, she saw me the same way I saw her. —The truth is that not every day the alarm sounds in the studio as if we were going to get caught in the flames. but I'd never left anyone with a half tattoo. —He faked concentration for a few seconds and added—: The good thing is you were able to come back. I felt that that phrase hid something more than the words meant, and I just smiled as I watched the needle go in and out of my skin at a dizzying speed.. The design I had chosen, the tree of life with pointillism, was not exactly easy and fast, and we were waiting at least a couple of hours until it was finished.. For now, the pain was bearable and the warmth emanating from Freja, whose forearm rested on my biceps, was a comfort.. From my perspective I could also see a silver pendant that threatened to hide under the tattooist's tank top.. I was surprised to think that, despite his profession, very little ink was running through his body. At least not visibly. I was also impressed by his studio; in my imagination, a place where tattoos were done was gloomy and aggressive, but that place was bright, spacious and decorated with beige velvet curtains..

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Hello everyone, friends readers, this story I'm going to tell you is totally real, and forgive me if it's a little long, but I want to tell the facts as they happened in reality, it happened to me some years ago and at that time I was about 23 years old, and a long sexual experience since I had girlfriend since the age of seventeen and we practiced everything in terms of sex without any limitation. I live in a village in Andalusia where, although it is not very small, we all know each other. I am an electrician and one day an older couple came to see me (he would be over 60 years old and she was about 53 years old), because they wanted to do the electrical installation of a place that they had rented in the lower part of the building where I live, in which they were going to set up a flower shop, although I was very overwhelmed with work I accepted, more than anything, because the woman begged me many times to do it because they couldn't find anyone to do the work for her and they were in a hurry, and also because she was very good, I have always liked mature women and this one, although she was a little plump, had always caught my attention when I saw her in the village because despite her age she was very beautiful, She had heart-stopping tits and asses, she was always very well dressed and hairstyled with reddish mahogany hair, and very made up. Two or three days I started work and she came to open the place and stayed with me until the end of the day, as I was decorating it personally, so we spent many hours together, she talked a lot and was very nice, so soon we made a good friendship. I was excited all day watching her every time she bent down and showed me that ass in all its glory, and although I had never been unfaithful to my girlfriend on the other hand I had always dreamed of doing it with a woman much older than me, and this woman fulfilled all my fantasies, so I decided to try something with her, I knew she was going to have a hard time because she said she was very much in love with her husband, but I have the theory that with a good strategy, with a lot of attention and dedicating a lot of time to it, all women end up giving in, in other words, if you want to fuck them you have to hook her up but without getting straight to the point, that is, to try to make her fall in love.

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 My neighbors left somewhat upset by the pressure of their husbands who demanded daily food and complained about the lack of attention to their children, so as I explained before, they retired upset to see their desire for more information not satisfied.. As soon as they left, still unbelieving how it all happened and how I finally got courage, I headed to my room to put on my heels and enjoy my latest triumph.. I cooked something light for meal, I picked up the house a little better and sat in the living room to look for some movie to watch, but that would not be possible, since several calls began to flood my mobile phone, as I expected, my gossip neighbors had already spread the information everywhere. The calls varied, some were more morbid than anything and others very sincere that congratulated me for my courage and decision, however, almost at 6 pm, the mobile phone rang revealing a call from my mom, I did not suppose that something bad happened, since they were very common calls between her and me, this from the phone. that she had divorced the “Colonel” as we called my father since the divorce that was barely a couple of years ago had happened, at which point my mom, though not showing me her full support, was at least tolerant of my obvious sexual preference. So I answered naturally with the voice she was used to hearing. On the other hand I was not willing to come out in the closet just for a couple of cavemen, it would only be necessary to find a way to stay safe and away from them, I would think about it later, for now, I wanted to continue intoxicated with my triumph and the wonderful experience I was living and that was when I decided that it was time to extend it a little more, so I touched up my makeup, combed the wig to make it look perfect and this time without leaving the heels aside, I left the house with a container with flower decorations and the pink lid and went to Yolanda's apartment, located in front of mine, it would be around 8:30 at night, so I decided to invite her to dinner with Julieta, an invitation that both gladly accepted since it was not necessary to contact Julieta since she was at Yolanda's house, surely savoring the juicy gossip that my departure in the morning had provided them. I decided that we should have some enchiladas for dinner, now I needed to go out into the world after the confinement that I had lived all my life, so I proposed that we go to buy the enchiladas at a picnic area located about three blocks away and that also because it was a weekend, it would surely be full to bursting like every weekend.

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I WILL TELL YOU THE STORY HOW HE FELT IT WITH ME: She was accompanied by a friend, only the 3 of us looked at each other and we greeted each other in the good afternoon but I continued with my gaze to the place where they went to sit and there I saw that she was with her husband and her son, I waited for them to stand up or go to the bathroom to intercept her and my surprise was that only the friend she went out to the parking lot there I talked to her and I told her that if friend I liked it to which she told me that she was coming with her husband I told her to give her my number and she left, half an hour later I received a hello and it was Carolina when she could she sent me a message since the husband was close to her, The messages got very to such a degree that I told her that if she wanted that same night there at the event we could, so several times we met at the bar and we talked and looked at each other as if we wanted to. Se hizo de noche y ella no se si ya andaba borracha total que me mando un mensaje diciéndome que nos viéramos que le iba a decir al esposo que se sentía mal y que se iba a ir al carro, le dije el lugar donde estaba mi troca y la trails de los caballos, ella llegó y su amiga la esperó para ver cuando her husband stood up, he went to the exchange the place was very dark and alone since everyone was in the event, I did not let her say any words when I was already kissing her and touching her tits she just let her go I started putting my hand under the blouse and she started to touch my penis, I unbuttoned my jeans and I lowered my boxer to leave my penis exposed she began to masturbate while I ate her breasts I unbuttoned the jeans I wore and I started rubbing her vagina for affection of her cachetero she moaned and told me that she wanted to try me. She started sucking my penis, she ate everything, I started to put my hand under her cheek and I noticed that her vagina was waxed and was super wet, she lifted her face and told me to penetrate her, she went to the back of the truck and in the seat she spread her legs I took a condom out of the glove compartment I put it on and I started to penetrate her like this with her cheek on her moaning and pushing he was enjoying it a lot in that he reacted and told me to see that my husband is still sitting in his place, he opened the window and shouted to his friend she approached and told him not to worry that her husband was still in the same place, she told him not to be careless and the friend only answered him you keep and moaning just like I enjoy too, We closed the glass and I continued penetrating her, she told me that she wanted to mount me, I sat down and she stuck all my cock, I felt her buttocks bouncing off my balls.

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the young dicks my weakness. I believe that you come into this world with a piece of destiny tattooed in your blood, and our decisions end up forging it or contradicting it.. In my case, as soon as I discovered my weakness for boys I embraced her and let myself be dragged by my desires without a hint of remorse. As long as everything is allowed, there is nothing wrong with it, right? At twenty-five my old man went to the states following a gringa who fell in his tentacles and got him the papers, transferred to my name his properties to administer them while he gave himself the great life with the Lolys in Manhattan, the properties consisted of a fully restored sixties combi, the same one he used in his youth to do his mischief, including me, and the pension. The pension was the house of great-grandfather Marcus, the "adventurer" they called the Galician, Marcus the "cattleman", my father's father, turned it into a pension and equipped the rooms so that they served as small apartments with their kitchenettes, bathrooms and living rooms, and rent them to students already that the college was no more than forty minutes away. My old man handled it and kept it in perfect condition, but I already saw different things and wanted to give it another air to the place, remodel it, maybe take out a loan and buy the adjacent property to annex it.. As soon as you entered the house you were welcomed by the common room, a hall with sofas and study tables for the boys, although sometimes it became the area of celebrations when the partial. Behind the common room was the first internal courtyard, a beautiful green space of about fifty square meters with a fountain in the center and several white benches surrounding it, the light entered through the skylights in the ceiling that allowed to see the sky, there it was divided into two corridors, surrounding it and these corridors led to the eight “mini apartments”, four at each end, two upstairs and two downstairs had eight rooms. At the end of the first courtyard and the two corridors that converged at the end was the second courtyard, but this was already part of the exterior and you had to expose to the serene to cross it and get to my annex, where I lived in a two-storey house.

Four of the mini apartments were occupied, two boys had graduated - congratulations! - and two more had deserted -not surprisingly-, two were empty and ready to be inhabited. My father taught me how to maintain the apartments every time they changed tenants, which meant a spending on painting, plumbing and locksmithing but well worth it in the long run. I received the call on August 15 at three in the afternoon, a mother was looking for an apartment for her son who had just graduated from high school and someone had given her my number, we agreed to a visit and I would show her the available apartments to set final prices. The lady, Teresa, was a pretty woman, in her late forties, single mother as far as I knew, with a butt that would have more than one behind her.. The boy didn’t want to get off the van, I imagined he would be one of those rebels who are ashamed to go out with their mothers, the lady insisted with tenderness and the boy did not beg. When he came out behind the polarized glasses I thought he was a very shy boy, not arrogant or rebellious, he wore black glasses that he soon removed to let me see some beautiful blue eyes that sparkle like fireflies, he had a very attractive face with a square jaw and a small shadow on his face. of what will someday be a thick beard, I was sure of that. I was 1. 80 meters tall, I am almost sure of that, wide shoulders and long arms and legs, somewhat thin but well preserved and firm as the young people of his age, later I would find out that he practiced soccer and was in the university league, that he had thus obtained a scholarship, Teresa was proud to brag about it, but Eduardo blushed and avoided looking at me as his mother told me all of his life, embarrassing him..

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Like most people, I have my hidden side although it is not really that hidden since my wife knows and in comments with friends I have expressed that I am attracted to mature women. There is something about them, especially a mature woman who keeps fit, that attracts and turns me on. What I have not mentioned, not even to my wife, is that my fixation is on the fact of observing an older woman at the moment of being aroused.. Seeing a woman, who in a normal situation is a respectable person, with her legs open and showing her sex, seeing her twist with pleasure or hearing her use vulgar words excites me in such a way that inevitably induces me to masturbate.. I am not a psychologist nor do I pretend to be but this is possibly because my first sexual contact was with Violeta, an older woman who in one way or another was always present in our families. Violeta's story was something particular, an orphan, she grew up with my grandmother and constantly moved to my aunts' houses depending on who required her domestic services. She was a tall, plump woman and as far as I remember, she had very good tits and good legs. She married a man half her height and from what I heard, the marriage was a disaster as Violeta was unfaithful to her on several occasions..

It was on a summer day that Violeta was washing the clothes by hand, we were alone and I went to chat with her more for boredom than for anything else. I sat on a bench next to her and while we talked I couldn’t help but see her breasts moving to the rhythm of her movements.. She was wearing a white sleeveless blouse and a knee-length skirt. With every forward movement, her skirt went up, showing her somewhat chubby legs. There I was watching her, she said nothing but it was impossible not to notice my fascination with her tits and legs. At one point he said he was going in vain and I waited. I came back and noticed that the skirt was above her knee, I didn't pay much attention to this but I did notice that Violeta put more effort into carving the clothes which caused her tits to move more strongly and the skirt to go up very close to her buttocks. At my young age was that I came, I had never had an orgasm without masturbating and I thought I could not control myself, only the shame that Violeta learned, I avoided that it exploded right there. Despite my shyness I wanted to see more, I had never seen a conchita “live” and I wanted to move on. Violeta kept washing and moving, the only thing that came to my mind was to drop my shoe that fell behind her, when I bent over to pick it up it coincided with the skirt of Violeta. Violeta that went up and I could observe the most shocking vision for my young age: She didn't bring panties showing a big hairy shell that moved to the rhythm of its owner. I was hypnotized watching for several seconds, instinctively I raised my hand and very gently touched the outer lips of her pussy, strangely, Violeta did not protest, she continued washing although she opened her legs and I noticed that her pussy, which at first was somewhat lubricated, got wet almost immediately, I squeezed a little more and felt my finger enter her vagina, She didn't say anything, instinctively I took my finger out and put it in and I think I remember that I put several in it, increasing her movements and moans. Violeta stopped washing and reloaded her head in her arms, at that time it seemed strange to me but I think I remember that the movement of her vagina sucked my fingers creating a very pleasant sensation. After this I could not more, there I came in my pants and ran to the bathroom to clean myself, lasted a few minutes in the bathroom because I was ashamed to go out. When I did, Violeta was not in the laundry room, I went up to a room, she was there and the door was not completely closed so I could observe what was happening inside. I think what I observed was what marked my fascination for mature women: There was Violeta with the skirt up to her waist, completely open legs and carving her shell wildly, had very agitated breathing and said words that I could not understand, she continued to masturbate for several minutes faster and faster until she had a strong orgasm, there I watched her open her legs to the maximum showing her shell completely lubricated and close them squeezing them against his hand while turning to the sides. I saw when he stretched his legs and bent his toes, this happened several times so I think he had several orgasms.

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Wednesday came, I wanted to have those udders in my hands again, suck them all and make this lady mine; I arrived earlier and stayed while I was waiting for the Cata Liz came out of work and was on her way to meet us while I was ready to take a bath and perfume and do a little time. Already neat and waiting was talking to my partner by WhatsApp and on par with CATA LIZ since between the three we formed a group and we talked the three around, I said goodbye to my partner and he arrived I met Liz and I set to open the door of the hotel room, she arrived warm (we are in winter here in Lima – Peru) and as soon as he entered the room we kissed passionately and he said to me: “I was waiting for this moment so much, I want you to make me yours and eat me all, but before. ” At that moment Cata Liz grabbed my phone and asked me to call my partner and so I did, she silently laid me on the bed and began to suck my cock while I talked to my partner, Cata Liz climbed to my ear and told me quietly without telling my partner that we have sex on the phone and so I did. While the heat took over my partner who was on the phone, masturbated and moaned a lot, it seems that it excited Cata Liz that began to suck my penis with more passion so much so I moaned every time he put my whole dick in his mouth to the point of reaching his throat. After that he told me to cut the call and so I did saying goodbye to my partner, not without having made it arrive by phone. Then he climbed on top of me and began to ride me, he released those DELICIOUS UDDERS leaving them out of his dress, it was a delight to see that pair of UDDERS jump and bounce up and down, when suddenly I feel that he squeezes my cock with the wall of his vaginal lips and began to move more frantically and moan louder and louder each time. he was about to when he let out an I LOVE YOU ARE MINE, followed by that he began to get very wet. It was AMAZING, this woman is MULTIORGASMIC and SQUIRTING wet my whole cock, but she didn't stop moving, she kept moving and every minute or less than a minute came waves of orgasms, as well as waves of pure SQUIRT.

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In that cosmic blender that the world has become. Your lips come close to mine. I can hear it: the bird rattles. Some of those who existed there before would say it's the train that whistles, but no, it's the big bird that crawls. Her lips come to return me the fluid that I lose, to transfer it from my crotch to my mouth, to prevent me from petrifying the dryness. The same train disappears. Now it's me who breaks the glass at 300 per hour, the one who beats the wings, the one who carries on my chest the snowy crow in a vest, who picks through the buds of its beak my nipples. Without ceasing to overflow my waters. Fleet. I've broken the sound barrier. The long-claw crow lays a claw on the center of the world, there between my legs. It won't be able to collect all the water. It will not be able. With the nail write there the name of the babbling, the sound there where we no longer catch the sound, where there are no trees that say goodbye, where you get nowhere, but where you go, where I run with the snowy crow. Naughty. Scream of pleasure but no sound is heard. The Guadalajara. The train stop gets me out of my daydreams just in time, to see how the broken texan fits her buttocks, as she picks up the suitcase and gets off the train without looking back.. His boots, one of which touched me, stepped firmly on the pavement. There is no one left right in front of me, only an old woman to my left, who looks at me with a face of understanding and sympathy, as if she had participated in my journey.. It seems he wants to tell me something, but he doesn't say it, he just makes an incomprehensible sound. A kind of crow's crunch, while I think that sometimes a simple rub is the most powerful sex story.

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we were silent and suddenly, Tito stopped, unbuttoned his pants and haired his cock, it was something huge, long and wide, I had never seen anything like it, ́ What do you think, Martita and that she is asleep, you don't know what it is like when she stands up', I couldn't believe it, I approached shyly and began to caress her, very slowly it was growing, it was something huge that gave a bit of an impression and it had eggs that looked like ostriches, ́ And you could never penetrate someone with this? ́, he replied that a couple of times and that ugly situations happened, that once he was in a telo and the woman began to bleed and had to be taken to the emergency hospital. I knelt, opened my mouth and barely could put in my mouth the tip, so big that it was. ́ Martita, look if your husband comes in, he said worried, but I did not answer and continued sucking, I was increasingly excited and wanted to try if I could penetrate, ´ Take me, Tito ´ I begged him and he told me that no, that I could hurt my vagina and that in addition he was a friend of my husband, he got up his pants and left, threw me in bed with a heat like I had never had in years, I grabbed a lubricant cream, I smeared the five fingers of my left hand and I put them in the vagina, I could put my hand almost to the wrist, I said to myself, if I can put a hand, also can enter the dick of Tito, I was practicing, like three hours, until my husband arrived, we had dinner, we talked furry as usual, I ate like six milanesas with three fried eggs, I was hungry.