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I ask and pull out my organ, which is so excited from what is happening, that I have filled my panties and head with grease. “Yes, I love the male limbs!” - the girl replies to me and, hearing the sound of the unbuttoned fly and clothes being removed, turned my head and saw my formidable weapon. “Do you like my dick, bitch?” - I asked, putting my pick in my strontium. "It is very big! Will it not hurt me? ”The girl answers. “Do you want me to insert it to you?” I continue the survey, and taking an excited organ in my hand, I shake it so that Katya appreciates his strength.
"Yes! If he only enters me! ”She agrees. "I do not see that you want this!" Show me how you want! ”- I decided to make fun of the excited girl. Katya starts to move naked calm invitingly, to flex the back and move the legs apart. “Where should I put it to you ?!”, I ask, unable to endure anymore and burning with desire. "In the pussy! Insert it into my pussy! ”- asks the girl, but I demand:“ Show me! ”The girl bends lower with her breasts, grasps her buttocks with her palms and spreads them to the sides, hooking the swollen and wet petals of her slit with her fingers, revealing her hole to me. I put the head and drive my rod into its cave. It passes with difficulty, with force pushing the narrow walls of the vagina. Katya squeaks and strongly spreads her buttocks, hoping that the invasion will be less painful. Despite heavy discharge and excellent gliding, I am still slowly moving deeper. Only from the fourth time I manage to enter the bosom of a girl completely. I begin to move, enjoying the narrow passage and the tenderness of the cave walls. Katya starts to moan loudly and podmahivat towards my movements. “This is how you are, slut, this is how you are on the tonsils!” I shout, and this causes a surge of emotions in the girl. She screams, and I feel my dick begin to compress a pleasant massage. (Especially for eroticspace.info — sexitails.org) I continue to play the body melting in orgasm, seeking to cause its maximum eruption. Katya stops screaming and only breathes heavily, opening her mouth wide. Her body hangs limply and I have to hold her ass in the right position for me to continue inserting my rod into my worn-out spasm. "On you! Get it! Still! “On!” I insert my dick a few more times, and the girl’s body convulses again, but this time she doesn’t scream, and her expression becomes aloof and lifeless, her eyes go cold, her mouth opens and a stream of saliva flows from it.
I finish, throwing a stream of sperm into a limp but pulsating body, receiving a welcome pleasure. Pulling my dick, I let go of the girl's body, and it falls in front of me motionless, like a rag doll. Only by breathing often, I determine that my partner is alive. I lay down next to her, and watch how life returns to her eyes. In her face appears meaningfulness, she moves her tongue, trying to lick dry and insensible lips. But the language is like a wadded one, it does not obey the hostess. The girl closes her eyes and whispers something. Though there is silence around us, but I cannot hear any words or phrases. “I'm dying,” I finally make out and smile. Then the girl moves her legs, finally bringing them together, closing the cave I was torn to pieces. This is given to her great difficulty. There is no energy and strength left in her body, everything was thrown into the furnace of ecstasy. Katya falls asleep and I along with her.
We only wake up for dinner from the loud sound of a roaring engine. Somewhere behind the walls of the barn turned on the tractor. I turn my head and see Kati's smiling face. "Hello! Good morning! ”I smile back to her. “And I thought that when I woke up, I would not see you, that all your promises are only an opportunity to sleep,” Katya complains to me.“Well, in principle, yes, but only I plan to sleep with you a few more times while you live with me!” I reply frankly and notice that my member is again on alert. Palna's magic potion works wonders. Taking advantage of the fact that Katya is still without panties and is stretching her legs, I turn her back and lean on top. "Maksim! Everything burns and burns there! ”Katya squealed plaintively, but in her voice something was not demanding to stop me. I quickly find the place I need, and, pushing, I enter the Katya cave. I do this no longer abruptly, but slowly, smoothly plunging my weapon into the girl's flesh. Katya closes her eyes and throws her legs on my back, and I easily enter the depth of her body. I move gently and carefully, trying not to fuss or burn the flesh wounded at night. Everything is wet and hot there. It is easy for me to make pushes and I get pleasure. Katya, at times wrinkling with pain, suffers, trying to please me. I do not torture her for a long time and finish quickly, topping up another portion of my life-giving moisture into her womb full of sperm.
Katya hugs me and we merge into a kiss. We are well and we rejoice at the moment of unity of our bodies and souls. In the evening, we go by bus to the station. Katya takes with her only a small bag, in which there are documents and some small belongings that every girl has. Upon arrival, she settled in my apartment and for a month was almost like a wife to me. It was a wonderful month of excellent and unforgettable role-playing games with sadomaso elements. Knowing about her preferences and features, I tried to find out more and more new forms of arousal. I often succeeded, and then in gratitude I received indescribable expressions of orgasm, which later, as a token of gratitude, were embodied in all sorts of goodies and a clean apartment. A month later, thanks to my connections, she entered the university and, at my insistence, moved to the hostel. I was very sorry to part with my darling, but I did not want to ruin the life of a young girl. Another month of such games and I would be exhausted. Yet sadism is not my preference for sex. But as a farewell gift, I introduced Katya to my good acquaintance, from whom the bride had just recently escaped precisely because of his insatiable desire to use the whip and handcuffs.
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The story hooked and held in interest in all parts. Thank!
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I agree with you. Hooked :)
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