The targets are slightly different.At the age of 20, the mother of my friend Ugo, who was not a beautiful girl but from Abruzzo as a teacher, made me ...learly understand that at the camp she was struck by my dick, which was hidden behind a swimsuit.One evening I looked for Ugo at home, but the lady answering the intercom, made me understand that she was alone and I still invite myself to go upstairs. She, a plump woman in a dressing-gown and a leg-warmer, was hot, and threw her arms around my. I was supposed to do surveillance on a guy who might be cheating on his girlfriend. I started to object. Arturo knew that I don't do those cases anymore. Ever since Chris, I do insurance fraud or other things. "Do this one for me, please," Whined Arturo. "This guy is a real scumbag. He's nothing like your Chris."Why was Arturo calling him "My Chris," did everyone think I had fallen for him?"Arturo, don't ask me to do this again," I snapped."He's sitting at the third table on the right," smiled. Upon seeing me and not even getting a greeting kiss, poor Alfonso may have thought that my attitude was due to him leaving me by myself for a few hours. But by no means had I meant to make him feel bad. I admit that at some point the previous night, I even thought of canceling the trip, but I knew that my anger would eventually go away. I explained to him that my face had nothing to do with him. I truly meant it, although I never told him what had happened between Canelo and me. However,. I spent some time groaping them and licking them to make her turned on even more. Soon she sc****d at my jeans with her nails."We should lose some layers." She said in this horny sexy voice and I quickly agreed.She got off me so she could take her pants off, and I quickly peeled off my shirt when I turned to watch her. She giggled as she pulled her pants down."I'm such a slut, i'm not even wearing panties."I have to admit, I wasn't even thinking when I did this next but looking back i'm proud I.