Senti-me uma cadela nas mãos dele, mas estava a adorar e sentia-me em êxtase.Ah, ocabrãosabia fazer-me gozar. Em poucos minutos de sexo, eupercebi ...ue ele era mestre na arte erótica. O meu marido, o Jacinto não passava de ummenino de coro, comparado com este gajo. Acto continuo,ele colocou-me em posição de suplicia, obrigando-me a permanecer prostrada com as nádegas inteiramente ao seu dispor. E foi quando ele... oh, sim me penetrou por trás!- Loucura de cu! – Gritou ele.12-Ah, sim! Rebenta com. "It can't be, can it, that we are bored with sex?" I asked Lizbeth."I don't see how, after all our own sex life had never been better." She answered me."That's true, but right now I don't think I could stand another orgy. They are just as monotonous as bad cocktail parties. Lots of great fucking, that's for sure, but precious little talking. I walk out of there with my body satisfied but my mind is still hungry." It's sort of like having an itch in your elbow and scratching your knee instead,". Military adventures abroad fortunately have taken a back seat to recent lengthy bouts of eliminating internal rivals for power. May it ever remain so!Things were at least simpler and less bloody when, for the first four-score or so years of this pointless war, it was mostly nobles and adventurous younger sons of landholders getting themselves killed in pointless cavalry charges with each other. More and more though, thousands of us peasants started to be buried along side them. This strategy. Hopefully nudes to come! Her sister Eira, the one in my profile pic, I can only imagine told her about my fat 8" cock and was probably salivating at the thought of having it.My favorite memories of Cecilia were back when Eira used to invite me to their cookouts in the summer. I was in heavy pursuit of her back then and I knew she would be drinking a lot and Cecilia too. Not to mention they wore close to nothing.One time Cecilia was passed out on the couch in the living room from drinking too.