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The way to Bico’s bar seemed infinite. He had to fight with his stiff member, tried to suppress. The picture as she lay in front of him did not get out of his mind. The aesthetically most perfect body that he was allowed to ever be caressed.
Delicate, like that of a very young girl, but with delicate, female forms, paired with an overdose of erotic charisma.
Nothing reminded of their behavior in the first encounter, more to that of a joy girl. But why had she not asked for money? Why did she suddenly have it so hurry?
Bico could certainly tell him more about it.
Of course he received him with an even wider grin and before he could say his saying, Werner said enthusiastically: “A lot of kisses on the most delicious pussy ..!“And licked his lips with relish.
Only now Werner took the shape behind Bico. A female being, stable, with strong thighs, deformed by cellulitis and a bloated face full of pimples. She had squeezed into a bright red dress that tried to flee two fleshy lumps.
Well, yes, Bico will already know who he is expecting his customers who consisted largely of farmers and day laborers.
Of course she had noticed Werner’s euphoric appearance, because she too could not hide her grin.
She pushed past Bico and introduced herself:
“Hello, I’m Marielos.
Bico learns me so that I can sometimes represent him!”
“Enjoy getting to know you, my name is Werner!“ – and he only said that because of the courtesy.
He quickly turned to Bico:
“You, say what’s going on with the little one? What does she have to do with the hotel?“Why did she suddenly have it so hurry?
“Yes, yes, the old one there is a very good friend of her, sometimes she works there!”
“She is probably a bit committed to him, once she helped her out of her go!”
“Or he invited her to smoke?!”
Suddenly there was a big, lean man in the suit, next to Werner. Nervously looking around him, he said: “I saw you going to the hotel with Cristina earlier, you know where she is?”
“Probably still there, it stayed there, still had to work!”
He ripples his forehead: “Working?, Cristina?”
And he made his way to the hotel.
Werner then also went home. He didn’t always have to come home at midnight.
Cristina troubled in his head, but especially in the eggs and under the foreskin he felt her.
At some point after midnight he couldn’t stand it anymore. Didn’t want to inject into his hand under the covers, wanted to enjoy it, let yourself go.
So he sneaked out of the house into the car, lying seat – and sprayed on himself, groaned comfortably, ohh Cristina, clawed a hand in the pectoral muscle, cozy shower went through him.
When the fright literally drove through the member.
He heard the voice of his daughter: “Papi, what did you spit out there?”
“Why did you moan, it hurt you?”And who is Cristina?”
Au Weia, had the little one at Jerk off observed and watched with orgasm.
Also that still.
He thought of this fright, nothing better than say to her:
“You, men have a valve down there and sometimes there is an overpressure, then you have to switch from automatic to manual operation, and that’s a very uncomfortable feeling, so moan!”” – But just don’t say the mom!”
“Nah, I don’t do – if you show me that right again!”
That was also missing!
Oh, then the old one should know that he couldn’t live without spraying.
Should she explain to her what it is all about.
As long as she would not try to take the matter in her hand to give him relief … then of course she would also be horny and certainly wanted more … but Werner didn’t want to know anything, impossible ..
And again Werner couldn’t expect to come to the village. He introduced himself to invite Cristina to San José, to carry them out a little and then visit a motel that were equipped with a whirlpool and a small steam bath, but still affordable.
When he arrived at Bico, a parking space was free next to the window. He swung out of the leather seat and was greeted by Marielos with the words “Berna, Te Ves Divino!“ – What does Werner mean, you look divine!
Well, yes, with joyful expectation he had put on his best T-shirt and his latest jeans, who already dressed his still athletic body with the tight butt.
“As always, your brew?” Clear! And whether she had already seen Cristina?
Immediately gave away your friendly expression!
“No!”” – What do you want from the?” -” You are too good for them!”” – that’s a “zorra”!”
Aha, Zorra. That probably came from Zorro! Or Füchsin! But Zorro was a good one on the side of the poor.
Oh, but nonsense, the Mari is definitely jealous of her!
When Werner became aware of the lavish boy, who called at some distance: “Hey, Alemán, Alemán!“When he looked at him, he meant to come with a hand movement.
He also looked around nervously. Werner meant that he should come. No, Werner should come.
Strange type!
“Say Bico, what does he want, why is he not approaching itself?“He murmured out of the window:“ It shouldn’t be seen, which is also part of the clique of Cristina, this deteriorated type!”
“Man, you, then maybe he knows where Cristina is!”
And already Werner was with him.
“Are you looking for Cristina?”
“Yes!”
“Do you know where it is?”” No, but I can search for you – for 1000 colón!”
That was the equivalent of about two dollars, or three-mark-ichzig, or just one euro ninety.
Werner could afford that, he sent the butler off. But he stopped his hand. No, no, Werner had learned that for a long time.
“Bring me Cristina, then you get 2000 Colón!”
Man, like the one who ran!
After only ten minutes he actually came back with her, and Werner’s sperm Pump started immediately. She looked gorgeous again.
Had extravagant tube jeans that could not have sitting deeper on their attractive pelvic bones, with all kinds of embroidered fantasy lumen. In addition the right, sophisticated chopped jacket. Uuuund, she smelled even hornier. After their bare skin, mango and mandarin.
She hugged his neck and gave him another, just this incomparably tender kiss. At which she stood on the tip of the toe and her warm tummy asked for him against him. Now everyone could see that they knew each other.
After a felt eternity, Werner ran to the other side of the street and gave the impatient boy his wages.
When he floated back into her arms, she asked with such a sensual-horny voice that let the sperm clot in his testicles: “Bebe, Vamos a Pisar!”
(That was what cock and hen do, kick.) And as she said that she could hardly expect it. That sounded so longing, at the same time cute.
Anyway, she had a voice that produced him goosebumps. She got under his skin. That he was still able to experience something like that.
Marielos didn’t look friendly when he paid her. She just shook her head slightly.
Cristina already grabbed his hand and hung on his arm.
Of course she wanted to go back to the hotel with him. But then he had to disappoint her, where he couldn’t get ten horses there. He was able to convince her to drive the car to a lonely place … He had once tried a very bad, steep path, which he was not going up because he was totally muddy despite all -wheel drive. He then looked for and found the exit of the same out of curiosity.
There he was dry, only pretty rocky and feasible until the next curve. There you could fuck, ram, blow in peace to faint ..
It was not that easy to find a flat place between all the stones and undergrowth in the dark. So he let the heavy car mane.
And she was already floating on his lap and continued where they were disturbed the first time. It seemed to him that she was even more tender, her lips like a wet sponge.
-only she tasted a bit strange, bitter-sourly.
Sure she had eaten from this Ceviche, a raw fish salad with lemon.
Soon she slipped back to her seat and undressed. She had nothing on her panties. She leaned over the backrest and said:
“Come on we go to the back seat, there it is more convenient!”
Werner has never been out of his clothes so quickly and was hardly really when she was already sitting on him. He feels her wet warmth on the testicles when her little butterfly opens the wings.
His glans wet her navel, the breasts nestle into his hands when Cristina breathes: – “Bebe, you like to spray me?“, – raised her buttocks and easily devours the glans with its open blossom. They kiss and Cristina lets the hard splash slide under a comfortable, quiet groan. Werner feels vibrating her delicate abdomen, the buds of her young shoots are hard and tall, like the filters of a cigarette, he sucks in it, comprises her waist, her back, she presses firmly against herself, – she dances on his lap,- the vagina cramps in gentle pressure waves around his tail, As if she wanted to suck him inside, more and more, she moans panting, beautiful, … he splashes, twitches, sprays … holds her tightly in his arms, … forever … he puts it insoluble in her … – he tells her, she could stop – “can’t … not … go by itself!“His stiff tail is pressed out – remains Steinhart – like a bone from her.
After infinity, your lips come loose and silently look into your eyes … feelings that you cannot describe in words!
Although Werner just kept still, he was out of breath. That there was something like that on earth, he hadn’t expected that.
That was an orgasm that he had always dreamed of. Something like that could make you addicted.
On the way back, Cristina cuddled with him. As if she belongs to him forever.
When she arrived in the village, she asked: “Mi Amor, you buy me a stone to smoke?”
“I buy you what you like!” – “What? Stones for smoking?”
“What is that?”
“Give me 1000 colon, then I buy one!”
Soon she came back in her hand with a tiny nodule.
She carefully developed the stanniol and a white grain came to light, about the size of a lens. – “And that costs two dollars?”
“No bebe!“ – And Werner returned two gold -colored hundred colon coins.
“May I with you in the car smoke?”
“Well, do it!”
With nimble fingers, she rummaged out of her jacket bag a booklet Zündhölzer and a small tube that looked like a piece of the lower link of a car antenna.
The stone now put them in an end of the tube that it held vertically and put a cigarette in her mouth, leaned back on a delicacious, inflamed a match, held the flame to the opening and inhaled.
– nothing else.
After a while she said “you drive me home?”
He liked to do it. But then quickly to Bico, ask what it is all about.
He finally had to answer questions.
And without Werner, he was immersed in a drug scene.
So that was Cristina, a drug addict, the crack smoked.
That was not Werner’s world, he didn’t want to have anything to do with drugs.
And certainly not with people who consumed something like that!
In the next few days he informed himself in boarding school About crack and came to the realization that the crack was nothing more than cocaine, cooked with baking powder.
He wanted nothing to do with such people who consumed it!!!
After a week there were doubts in him. – that couldn’t be that bad, because Cristina was actually normal. Very clean and well -kept.
The memory of them was also very painful.
His testicles knew nothing about drugs, but Cristina’s beneficial effect on sexual satisfaction. And they missed them very much.
So Werner left his inner bastard spoiled for choice and after a week of good intentions, he went back to his regular place on Bico’s pub, on the sidewalk in front of the window, compared to the Catholic Church, which was badly damaged by earthquakes.
And as if they had been waiting for him … Cristina appeared with her friend Jennifer.
Whether he may not go out a little with them?
“Where?” -” Na San Jose!”
No problem. – He opened the car door, of course, like a gentleman, of course like a gentleman he was, and left the two of them.
Bico and Mari couldn’t understand ..
On the way Werner found that Cristina had a bra that was ugly by the sweater.
While he explained to her that the contours of the same appeared totally ugly, Jenni raised her t-shirt with the words: “I don’t wear that,”
Werner naturally got this from the corner of the eye and looked at her.
He didn’t trust his eyes. The sight reminded him of the Pfanni dumplings advertising.
Two tight half balls with a small nipple, let it feel the steering wheel with other feelings.
These little ones would certainly be in good hands in his hands.
Cristina snuggled himself even closer to him and started to open his pants ..
Werner was ready for everything, despite the winding route, it managed to gain his pants to his knees and felt Cristina on the glans … she heard:
“Look Jenni, this is how a horny, stiff tail looks like you want to feel?”
Werner didn’t think he was trusting his ears.
She hadn’t seen a stiff tail yet?Let alone felt?
Since she lifted the sweater without shame, he had turned an eye forward and one on her.
And when Cristina got troubled by Werner, he looked back more than on the street.
Without further ado, he had the car rolled out on a side strip.
She really looked a little shy and embarrassed as if she actually had no idea.
Her small, white hand between her seats approached, when Cristina already grabbed her and led her to the right place.
He winced hot when he felt the unknown hand. She closely closed around the bursting member. Jennifer now leaned more and said: “Uuuiii, the big one is!”
Cristina gave her to understand that she should now move up and down while she kisses the glans.
Jenni did it so well that he quickly injected Cristina’s wounds. – “Ohh, Jenni, Jenni, don’t stop ..!”
When Cristina had sucked the last droplet out of him, she rose and showed Jenni the filling of her open mouth. – She watched with big googly eyes how Cristina swallowed it with pleasure.
“If you see, that’s how it is done!““ – afterwards you can try it all by yourself!”
“He doesn’t splash so much anymore!”
Yes, she wanted that!
When she finally arrived in San José, Werner could not resist in the parking lot of the “Hotel del Rey” and Jenni, who exit on his side, to drive under the sweater and feel the tight Bubis. – Cristina didn’t look very enthusiastic when she had circled the car ..
And then …
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