I wake up, wash, shave - something I've been doing quite rarely lately (shaving, not washing) - then getting ready for the "trip" ...
Arriving at the nearest parking lot at the entrance to the subway, I find, annoyed, that there are no places. I'm lucky, because the next time I get a place ... LUXURY ESCORTS
I got on the train, I try to adapt, not to be seen, so obvious that I don't "have" these with the subway ...
They're all good. I can't find any free seats, so ... why don't I travel on my feet, hanging from the bar, so as not to lose my balance? ...
I hear, after decades, the old text with ... "the station follows ... with the platform on the side ..." I suddenly remember that for Moldovans, the platform is called a plateau, as the mouse is called guzgan ... Well, what can I do so I don't get bored? I'm thinking nonsense! ...
Alice, wearing a pair of molded jeans to make men look back and run their bullets, plus a T-shirt that highlights those tits I love so much to tease and other stuff, waiting for me right at the exit. I think of making her an idiotic joke, approaching her without noticing me and tickling her, but she doesn't hold me, as she is only a step away, she notices me and, in her style, she seems characteristic. , he throws himself into my arms and kisses me with fire. While we are sitting like this, hugging, kissing, I try to make a calculation, about who I know in the Berceni neighborhood and what would be the chances to notice me, right now, tangled, in the middle of the street, with the blonde beauty that , obviously, she's not my wife or daughter ...
It seems that Alice catches herself, as she unties herself from me and, looking at me seriously, asks me:
- Where's your thought? Did something happen?
I smile and, looking into her eyes, I answer:
- Kid, the difference between us is that I, unlike you, am married, and here we are not exactly in the desert or at your home ...
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- Let's go! ... I have nowhere to get a kid, but I have that apartment, only good for what I'm going to get you ...
We move, arm in arm, adopting a decent attitude. However, I can't help but notice the looks of those we meet. I guess everyone thinks she's my daughter, or, who knows, there will be some with sick minds, to think of something else ...
As an outfit, I am the same, in some classic jeans, with a shirt and a thin vest, fisherman or hunter type, with which, honestly, I am very much in love, because it has a lot of pockets. I can easily keep my cigarettes, pen, wallet, phone, home and car keys, whatever you want, because there is room.
As we pass a store, I direct Alexandra inside. Unfortunately, they don't have Dimple, but they still find a Royal Chivas. I make the gesture and buy a bottle, despite Alice's protests. I think it's enough that she gives it to me for free. There is no need for him to give me a drink, because of food, we are already clear that this is not the case, if we still stick to nonsense ...
To be complete cutlery, as we leave the store, very close, we are greeted by a gypsy with flowers. They are not who knows what, but, nevertheless, they are flowers and they do not look withered, so I am relieved of ten lei, choosing myself with a bouquet for my young blonde. We continue our journey in wishes of health, luck, long life. Well, the gypsy is happy ...
Alice has, in a closed compartment of the library, about three models of flower vases, of different sizes, so after choosing the right one for the bouquet, she puts water in it and places the flowers in it.
It can be seen that she likes flowers, so I write in my mind to make gestures like this, at least from time to time, if not every time.
If he is still by the library, he also works in the bar, taking out two glasses of whiskey and, bringing them to the table, he tells me:
"Let's plug that bottle, if you've been able to buy it."
Normally, I reach for the bottle, left, for now, in the plastic bag from the store, but Alice stops me:
- No, no! ... You took it from me, I'll do it! ...
My laughter swells:
- Bravo soro! What a man you can be! ...
He unseals the bottle, pours a healthy portion into glasses, then apologizes and disappears, after I hear it, in the kitchen.
After a minute he returns with a small bowl of ice cubes and a pair of tongs. He puts two cubes in his own glass, then stops it:
"Little chicken, if you put ice on it, you and my glass drink ..."
- Why? Don't you like cold?!?
"Yes, but not ... drunk!" I don't even drink wine, but I put water or juice separately in another glass. I've been doing this for a lifetime and I don't feel like changing ...
Lively, because she still has the tongs in her hand, Alice puts two more cubes, commenting:
- I like ice cream and I like to suck it ...
He bursts out laughing:
- Alas, what nonsense came out! ...
I mean, I just know his talents ... I'm just smiling.
This time we are both sitting on the couch, with a lighted cigarette, sipping on the liqueur. I am much calmer, knowing that I no longer have to cross the city with a drink in my nose.
I even let Alice pour me out without protesting.
He glanced at me, smiling, then looked out the window somewhere in the distance.
- You know why I drink, don't you? ...
I say nothing, waiting for her to continue:
- I drink to have courage ...
Of course my file is missing, so I intervene:
- Since you liked it, today we will do the same and so on, until you get rid of stress, then we'll see.
- Today I will ask you, not from the first, but to insist.
Take another sip of whiskey, then:
"And lest you feel like I didn't get caught last time, when I finished a third time, that you stuck your finger in me." I'm not insensitive, no matter how much gel you put on me! ...
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- Baby, the main thing is that you liked it! ...
I grab her by the back of the neck and stick my tongue in her mouth. I leave her:
"Come on, suck it, we'll get to work after that!"
He narrowed his eyes, smiling:
- You mean ice, parsimonious! ... You want to see how perverse I am! ...
He takes an ice cube from the bowl and puts it in his mouth, then, smiling with tight lips, he rushes to the strap of my pants and, after taking off his shoes, he takes them off with all his panties, then he quickly with his mouth he grabs my limb, rubbing it with his tongue and the ice around him. laugh:
- Baby, if I were thirty years old, like you, maybe it would have worked!
Do something. Yes, of course. He swallowed what was left of the ice cube, then took his cock out of my mouth:
- This thing is not for you. It's for me! ...
Saying that, he takes another ice cube, plus the head of my caress, and plays. I leave her alone. If he likes that ...
If Alice is still busy with my body from the waist down, I take the opportunity to take off my vest and shirt, leaving my rifle empty, except for my stockings, which Alice did not bother to snatch from my feet. This thing needs to be corrected quickly, because I, from a very young age, have been taught that only mitochans regulate their women with stockings on their feet. I take advantage of Alice's short break to take another ice cube in my mouth and quickly take off my socks.
Alice resumes her activity and I, jokingly, tell her that I have less and make frostbite on the head of the cock. He chuckles. I'm sure he'd like to comment, but he can't, because his mouth is busy.
Otherwise, what can I say? It's the first time something like this has happened to me, and honestly, I'm not ... of any color. But if she likes it, she just ...
After the second "consumed" cube, she gets up and, with her well-cooled tongue, starts licking me in front of the carotid. She gets up and looks me in the eye, smiling:
- I liked! And I'm glad you did well! ...
I smile at him too:
- Just as good to be when you put a cube like this in your ass!
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"Take a towel from the bathroom so we don't wet the bedding."
He gets up, empties his glass, then takes off his T-shirt, shoes, socks, jeans and panties, throwing them all on an armchair. It then decrees:
- You bring the ice, and I bring the towel.
As there is not much ice in the bowl, but more water, I go to the kitchen, asking Alice at the same time.
- Is there still ice in the freezer?
If the answer is yes, I continue my journey. I bring about four ice cubes, so that it is handy on the sheet. The fairy lays down the towel nicely, folded in two, then stretches upside down, legs spread and one leg bent at the knees. He made sure to bring the gel tube handy, so we're ready for action. This time I only stain her clitoris, because I will subject her ass to another "treatment" ...
I start to "play the piano" on the beautiful girl's leash and then, for training, I articulate a few slaps on her buttocks with my right hand, so that she feels noticed. She encourages me:
"So, bad man, punish me!" Punish me for not being good! ...
I put my hand on an ice cube and prop it on the rosette. He gasps and squeezes, but he controls immediately. Comment:
- It's receeeeee!
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- Let it be good, it anesthetizes you! ...
More mercifully, more forcefully, I put the cube as a suppository in her ass, leaving her thumb at the entrance. I massage her rosette with the thumbs of my thumb, while the other fingers of her hand play incessantly with her lick. For the variation and to surprise her, I take another ice cube and, interrupting the play a little at the entrance to the ass, I quickly put the cube in her vagina. Let her react, but I won't let her:
- Don't move!
I keep doing what I used to do to her, only now her index finger has left her lick and is propped up in her pussy hole. I have protests:
"I'm going to have cystitis!"
- Fuck you! ... How hot you are ...
If we are still at this, I do not refrain and penetrate the rosette with the tip of my thumb. He squeezes a little, but only a little, shouting:
"Come on, come on, you're too impudent!"
- Stay calm, he's in!
Don't comment anymore, as Alice has already entered orgasmic fights. I feel like asking her if she likes it, but I prefer to refrain. After all, I want to regulate it, not fear it ...
If we are still at this, I start, gently, to rub, with my index finger, the wall between the vagina and the anus, trying to bring the index finger and thumb as close as possible to each other, simulating the valid universal gesture of crackling money, I admit that for me, already, the situation has become quite uncomfortable, especially since I have to contort my palm a bit in order to be able to reach the linden at the same time. Fortunately, not a minute goes by, because Alice is already fighting, and I take the opportunity and stick my finger in her ass one more idea. He gave up protesting and doesn't even tear himself to pieces. Just ask me:
- Stop for a moment, because you're killing me! ...
I comply for a few seconds, then ask:
- Are you coming back?
He nods, yes. This time, even though I haven't changed anything, it takes almost three minutes for me to get Alice to orgasm again. I ask her:
- How are you, baby?
- That's it! Stop! I get! ...
I slap her ass on the ass, then take my fingers out of the beauty's holes and get up to go to the bathroom. Alice got up, too, with the towel in between, so as not to flood.
Arriving at the bathroom, Alice, visibly ashamed, tells me the feeling she feels from the water in her ass, and I, smiling and casual, invite her to take a seat on the "throne" and solve her problem. that she's asking me to wash my hands and go out, because she's ... ashamed.
Bravo! He stumbles over her, and she's still ashamed of me! ...
As I do not want to put it in an auristic situation, I agree, but not without mentioning that, normally, there should be no such barriers between us. I remember, however, that I only saw with my own eyes how a guy's wife, even a year after marriage, did not allow her to enter the bathroom when she defecated, or was in the shower.
Entering the living room, sitting on the couch, I pour another healthy portion of whiskey, then light a cigarette. I hear some movements in the hallway, but I don't pay attention to them because, being at her house, Alice can do what she wants. She finally appears, armed with a towel and the bowl of ice cubes, which she has refilled in the meantime. He puts his towel under his bottom. So he has some fears. All I hope is that this time he doesn't take my dick to work. After all, I also want an erection and let go.
It's good. He pours some whiskey into his glass and puts three ice cubes. He asks me:
"Don't you want to taste me?"
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- That's good! ... Do you really think I don't know what it's like?!? ...
- All right, tick!
He rushes and kisses me as he reaches out and grabs me by the balls. involved:
- Baby, let's finish our drinks. For me, it's not a problem, but your ice is melting ...
He withdraws, smiling:
- How well I feel with you, what does a glass spilled in the sink matter? ... Come to bed, because I want to process you! ...
- Hait! ... Are you processing me?!? He laughs, but makes the troubled:
- Come on, ma'am! ... Don't make me pray for you! ...
We get up and leave, Alice ahead, and I immediately behind her. If I still have the opportunity to admire his naked ass, I slap him:
- Ahhhh! .... How well it stuck! ...
Not only does he not protest, but he stops, bending his spine backwards. So he wants more, so I'll give it to him. He turns his head and looks at me:
"Stop beating me, we're staying here!" We can't get to bed anymore! ...
"You think you like it!"
- Do you know how you feel? To the womb, I think! ...
- OK! Then go to bed and beat you there, while you, like a hard-working girl, suck my cock. What do you say?
He doesn't say, he does. She runs down the hall and, entering the bedroom, dives, on her stomach, into bed.
I follow her unhurriedly, climb into bed, on my knees, spreading her legs, then begin to make the drummer on the pieces of her asshole. I don't stop until I find out he has a red ass, like monkeys when they're nervous. Afterwards, I bend down and bite her, quite consistently, with each piece, making her scream, then I jump between her legs and lie on my back, pulling Alice to come to me in her arms. Knowing that I like her, she spreads her long, blonde locks on my chest, and her hand on her chest begins to descend, down, gripping my balls in a gentle grip. Skillfully, she strokes my thumb on the root of the cock. She raised her head a little and looked into my eyes lustfully:
- You don't even know how much I like it when you fuck me! ... BUCHAREST ESCORTS
He smiles at me, then puts his head back on his chest. From the caresses, from the statements, from what games I played before, I don't know, but I feel how my "momentum" starts to grow.
So much for waiting! He gets up on his elbows and knees and grabs me with the other hand of the cock, starting to rub it on me, while he swings his head over my abdomen, stroking my hair. He plays like that, for a minute, then, gently, he goes down with his lips and grabs my cock's head in a lustful suction, doing his job with the tip of his tongue. I'm ready for action, so Alexandra rotates one hundred and eighty degrees, all on her elbows and knees, waiting for me. I can't let the girl wait, so I center her pussy hole and enter, without any preamble, something, because my cock is already wet with Alice's saliva and she, after the treatment with her fingers and the three orgasms, can't be either. even dry. I was right. She's wet and ... eager. In order to get rid of who knows what energies, I take Alexandra to the pumps, firmly, pressed to the balls, with a momentum that keeps her moving forward. Luckily the bed is big! ... Finally, rid of the devils, or whatever, I stop, sitting propped deep in Alice's pussy and say:
- Come on! You now!... ESCORTS BUCHAREST
It doesn't disappoint me. It starts with the waves and the suction she is so good at, and I, so as not to be in vain, massage her "cozonacs", articulating them, from time to time and a slap, given firmly, but not so much. "Loud to make her scream. The reward comes. She's shaking from everything. She's having an orgasm."
After a short pause, I continue with the waves and the absorption, and I, asshole, moisten my thumb and prop it on the rosette of my ass. I don't go in, I just press her, massaging her at the same time. It is already clear to me, after the non-existent reaction, remaining with my ass relaxed, that Alice understood the additional sensations given by the presence of my finger there ... Although, I think, it is, perhaps, too early, I bend down to close Alice's ear, saying,
- Baby, if you promise not to scare you, when I ejaculate, I'll take it out of your pussy and prop it up, without entering, on the entrance to the ass ...
It stops at all:
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- No, baby, but see what feelings you will get when you feel the jerks of my cock during ejaculation, plus the sensation given by the sperm that will flood your place in question! ...
- No, it's clear! ... You're crazy!
They become a little firmer:
- Stupid, do you think you're the first one to do such a thing?!? ...
- Not me!...
- Good, beautiful! ... Stay with your dwarfs! ... Hold on, don't fall! ... VIP LUXURY ESCORTS BUCHAREST
It becomes reassuring:
- Come on, please, we do as we usually do! ... We'll talk later! ...
She starts moving her vagina again, but I don't leave her anymore, but I take her to pumps, hammers, pistons, stuff ...
It doesn't take long, I feel the "firefighters" coming, so I announce:
- Honey, I'm done! ...
- Ahhhhhh! ... And me! ...
We're done together again. It seems that we have "specialized" ... Anyway, the feeling is great ...
Arriving in the bathtub, Alice asks for her treatment, and I, the unpaid servant, comply ...
As always, I really like how her blonde hair closes while I wet it. This thing happens to almost all blondes, and I, for some unknown reason, have a kind of fascination ...
Of course, this time too I don't get rid of the threat that she won't let me go, that how great she feels, that she doesn't want to leave the tub anymore, that I won't stop, that she pays me no matter what, that eventually she is willing to finance the opening of a salon for me, stuff, accounts ...
Finally, shampooed, massaged, rinsed, I ask her to turn off the shower water. I unscrew the phone. Let me show you how good it can feel with the linden "pressed" by the jet of water coming straight out of the hose! ...
He looks and, although he is an engineer, he still doesn't understand. I tell:
- Come on, put the stopper on the tub, because some water is needed.
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- But ... what do you want to do?!? ...
- Baby, I'm not going to do it, I'm just starting. After you catch the spy, you will do it yourself ...
Totally confused, however, it rotates the button and blocks the leak. In the meantime, so as not to get bored, I put more shampoo in my palms and start massaging her shoulders, her back, then, bending down a little, I take her nipples to the nipple. As we are both seated, in Turkish, the work is really pleasant. Comment:
- Băăăăiiiii! I have no idea what you want, but what do you do to me now that I really like! ... That's it! You are under arrest! You're not going anywhere! ... All they have to do is make yours disappear! ...
I congratulate her, so to speak, with a donkey:
"You poor girl, her whore and wife, wife!"
It shakes:
- You are bad!...
Content:
- The real man goes to the fair, gets drunk, fucks whores, but in the evening, no matter how late, he goes home, in bed with his wife! ...
As the water has already reached the top of the mirror, I don't let it give me who knows what reply, but I:
- Come on, I'm teaching you something now, if you don't need me or the vibrator! ...
With the hose under water, I aim to jet Alice's lick. She jumps, gasping, but as my free hand presses on her shoulder, she can't get up. I ask her: ESCORTS BUCHAREST
