Caricamento in corso...

Until the early afternoon became wet

Tereza dos Santos Silva

Tim Maia, we waver an intense afternoon of dance
I had decided not to live with her, although I loved the girl
Such nostalgia, alcoholism, even if the chest tightens past 17 years
We danced until the temperana afternoon became wet dawn
I’ll find the thrills for you Simone kondack that gave me an attack.
You attacked your back at the dentist, columnist thing,
You were making a great love and I believe no better with me than any other
Big fast fucks and nights fucking nonstop, everything is more not to get sick
Woman who knew how to be beautiful being hot and attractive,
She knew how to give a touch of class and was a beautiful slut with the horny, enjoyed many times and contracted, at 23 years enjoyed so much that was breathless... (one of the mothers had to stop fucking her because I stopped holding the grimace of joy when I was climaxing... And
That’s life. Poor thing. Liked me.

Not Simone, We had sex on the recliner sofa, the front bedroom, the living room floor, the garage patio, the living room table, the bathroom of the bars, in the middle of the rainforest above the hood,
I’d rather be down and laugh when she rode me like a pedestrian rodeo,
It gave me that pretty pussy in the mouth on the nose in the forehead, nothing in it, in that bella there was that if not kisses, licks, sucks if, came, up in the weather.

Well-assed tongue, well-licked bags, blowjob, thank God she had fucked so many.
Not that I didn’t make an impression on the sucker where I’m good at it, women get by or if more conventional get scared or deny the next day that they forgot or were little babies...

I could get them to cum sometimes on top of each other, sometimes an hour of white cunt, the tongue in all the holes, the nose, the forehead, the cli to the lips, the butt, the anxious ass...
Sometimes with sincere admiration sometimes because they would say this to any chick with mouth and ears to be flattered...

ButBut you know the difference except how much the masters, mother of saint of silliness, where it is even difficult to distinguish the false from the true .. are beyond my league...
My garter was very high for a fat man, although handsome and without a big or mostly thick cock, which the darlings like best ....
I used a prosthesis to widen the stick and it was good because it massaged my base while tapping and tapping, and I enjoyed more and more time.
With mdma and cocaine, on the third day I would come screaming like a theatrical girl, and come and go and go and go crazy and horny, she thought I was sick, scream and insult in the air like one possessed and could not stop, sometimes more than fifteen minutes...
And then it would shake all over and after 5 minutes would go another time (s) until there is no fucking cum and the orgasm was strong in it.
The sweethearts said they had never seen and the less clever or experienced thought I was faking it.
I’ve heard from you to each other next to you, you don’t think this bastard is giving us a line, the guy is crazy but not a liar. I just don’t understand, bitch, how the guy can do it. It’s fucking healthy substances and training. I never saw a man cum like a woman past... if there is a darling, go for me, there are more of these out there... find one for you that this is my plate... understood, can fuck with him but not fuck he. Putty of middle-aged man, the madness of 35/45 was the peak for me.
I made the cock board hooked in the cunt or the ass while sucking another or another sandwich made, using braces in my ass. A beauty. I will analyze well. The golden shower too... when they both liked it... Five Five stars.

The top, except for a couple of two or ten, was the big little Tereza dos Santos Silva. The super fuck.
This bitch who fucked me, mother of my children was not far behind and was more super slut beautiful big body...

Tereza was pure passion.
Mutual Love and hate, big love,...
Even though she’s a slipper or a bi or whatever, I know that girl with an excited sense presence, she was that thing. We talk and I’m crazy about getting her.
I’ll try to call her.
I already tried and called
And I couldn’t resist and put her in line with the friend who was with me. Andrea.
Of course: JU you’re still crazy...
Because
Jú still crazy ten years later without drinking without smelling... Without working

Altre opere di M Genth...



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