This year has been tremendous, a wave of work overturned my boy and me, we hardly had time to see each other, we took very little, but always (at least for me) it was delicious. Until, finally, the long-awaited vacation arrived, a full week for us, although sincerely, I didn't know what was going to happen in that week, but we both wanted it with all our strength.

The first day we took the time to go to the supermarket to make a small pantry that had the necessary items (wine, beer and food) so as not to have to leave the house on those days, when we returned we cooked a pasta and drank some beers at the same time. time, we started at sunset and as night approached we uncorked a bottle of wine to eat that delicious pasta, after eating we continued with the wine while we talked; We finished the bottle and as we were having fun uncorking one more, the atmosphere was getting rich to catch, we went to bathe and I really wanted to suck it, so while he was standing under the shower and his body was draining the water, I jumped in front of him to kill her, I could feel every part of his erect member, at the same time that the water was wetting my face, hearing his groans the only thing that caused me was to excite me more and more, I enjoyed passing My tongue from his testicles to the tip, his taste was delicious, bittersweet, unique.

I didn't want to get up, I just wanted to be there savoring it, I wanted to swallow it completely, his cock slipped smoothly through my mouth, I went in and out with total freedom and I longed to end up in my mouth, to leave my face full of milk, but he wanted put it before me, so I get up, put me in front of the wall, I lift one leg and put it so gently that I could feel every part of its member entering me, (we both agree that “the entrance” is our favorite part , it is as if a knife was introduced into the butter) it began to move smoothly, rhythmically as only he knows how to do it, then the dynamics changed, accelerated and while our bodies were hugged by the water of the shower, their movement was approaching the point that would take me to that delicious climax in which I would scream like a whore and got it made me reach orgasm, but we both wanted more, I wanted to stay in bed, wanted to ride it, want to do come, I wanted to cast her milk all over her body, wanted to be bathed in his cum, I asked we left to go to bed.

Upon reaching the bed, I let him lie down to ride it and again the moment of entry was sublime, I began to move slowly, he took me by the hips and I asked him to focus on opening my buttocks to expose my ass while riding him, At that time I wanted to have another man penetrating me anal, that idea, that position drives us crazy, we have the fantasy of doing it with his friend Rol, so while riding it we talked about how rich it would be to fulfill that fantasy, to get to come together while the third one has me skewered in the ass and touches my tits, just talking about it, imagining it and the movement made me come almost immediately, my orgasm, my screams and my intensity made it come almost immediately, feeling almost It arrived, I took it out and I masturbated it until its milk shot out, I felt exhausted but satisfied.

An afternoon of rain and coffee