..stroking. Nuzzle. Nuzzle nuzzle. Pulling me to her embrace snuggling me softly slowly..nibbling my vagina.. .. snuggle snuggle..twirling herself in...ide me. Her toungue danced. Sliding herself deep inside my vagina . She entered me from behind. Her orgasm in waves exploding. As we had sex for hours slow soft. Hard. Pecking my vagina and suckling my vagina deeply. Her nibbles on my felt amazing as she snuggled me in her arms and we fell together in slow waves . Slow warm kisses lay on my. See you here tomorrow morning.’ * He found her, like he had each night when he returned, slumped in front of the television, the bottle of vodka in front of her on the table, her eyes glazed, her body hunched up and shaking. Bending over and kissing her he could smell the sour smell of someone unwashed. ‘Hi sweetheart…..are you hungry?’ She didn’t answer him, or even turn her face towards him to acknowledge his presence. Trying to ignore her pointed rudeness he walked over towards the kitchen. Yo no puedo frenar el estremecimiento que me engendra apreciar la codicia de provocar los hombres con mi cuerpo y como me pone cachonda y mojada sus ansias de someterme y hacerme de todo, lo que se potencia con la locura que provoca en Gerardo. El goza mi placer y yo el suyo. Me desboco en “putismo” no puedo evitar la corriente que me provoca caminar contorneando mis caderas y mirarlos con evidente deseo de ser sometida. Solicitamos unos refrescos. Yo tenía puesto un top de jean sin sostén y la. My body is sweating, and in the back of my head I always think: ”Did I pee myself?.” Of course I didn’t because that would be silly. I don’t know why it would be silly, because I had no clue if I did pee myself or not. I could only find that out if I smelt my wetness which was either sweat or piss. It’s amazing that one could think all that in a matter of five seconds.So I lift all the different sorts of blankets on top of me and get up. I am always in a certain mood when I get up. I like this.