SHE WAS VERY TENSED

I was sitting in the living room watching the morning news on TV, when I heard the sound of someone entering the kitchen door. “Ah,” I thought, “Jovina is coming and I will be able to read the newspaper. How nice!” But the voice I heard from whoever was entering the room was not Jovina’s voice. “Wow, where are the people in this shack? Has anyone woken up yet? ”. It was your daughter Vanessa that I saw there, in front of me, smiling at me, with her hands placed on her waist, in a challenging position. “I didn’t think anyone was awake. The greatest silence and the door open … I went in. ” I got up, went over to her and hugged her “Good to see you. Be welcome. Where is your mom?”. “My mom had to do some things today and asked me to come and take care of her old people” she replied smiling. “Can I do it?” He asked. “Of course it will work,” I replied, adding, “You can start by making delicious coffee with milk. I was waiting for your mom to come and do it. Ligia already took hers earlier ”. “OK then. I’m just going to change clothes ”she replied as she headed for the bathroom. I went back to the couch and started to read the newspaper she had brought. A few minutes later I smelled the delicious coffee coming from the kitchen and went over there. Upon entering, a surprise awaited me. Vanessa was on her back just finishing straining coffee on the sink stool. She wore a flowery, thin, loose dress that fit her body and reached just above her knees. His vision was just wonderful. Gorgeous. Magnificent. As he didn’t notice me coming, I stood there at the door for a few seconds, standing, dazed, delighting with what I was seeing. “My God, you look really hot, Vanessa,” I told him. “Oh, what a scare you gave me” she said to me, turning to me and making a little gesture, sticking out her tongue and smiling “Goodness of yours. Are your eyes. Come see if the coffee is the way you like it. I can’t make coffee like my mother’s ”. I helped myself, took a sip and confirmed, “It’s very good”. “I’m going to take a look at Dona Lídia, see if she is already awake” she said leaving the kitchen. I went back to my newspaper. It didn’t take long to get back from Lidia’s room and sit on the couch next to me. “Mother left lunch almost ready. Just warm up. So you can take a look at the zap. I hardly have time to see him at home ”. ”. Lowering the newspaper she was reading, I said quietly, “You really look very tired.” “I really am. In the bagasse, ”she said. I got up, took a chair from the table in front and put it next to the sofa and said “Come here, Vanessa. Sit here. Let me give you a massage to relax ”. She sat down “It took time. I really need it, ”he told me. I positioned myself on his back and started to massage his shoulders. “You are very tense. Let’s relax those muscles, ”I told him as I ran my fingers over his shoulders, rubbing lightly, with firm movements. Little by little I was feeling his muscles surrendering to the vigor of the massage while a pleasant heat from his skin was taking over my hands and going up my body. In a few minutes I was completely overcome by an intense lust and I felt that my dick was getting harder and harder. The massage continued and my fingers ran across his skin, going millimeter by millimeter, going from his shoulders to his neck, reaching the base of the back of his neck, to his face and back and shoulders, down his arms to his elbows. It was no longer just a massage. They were more and more affectionate caresses. At a certain moment, feeling that she was completely relaxed, I told her “If you are not well, Vanessa, just say that I stop”. “No, are you crazy?” she said. It’s delicious. Only if you want to stop. For me, it’s great ”. “So can I continue?” I asked. “Can not. It must ”she said to me smiling. “You know what, Vanessa?” I told you. “What” she asked. “My dick is so hard that I’m going to have to jack off” I said. “I didn’t do anything,” she said, smiling. “Go in the bathroom. Go deep”. “Lend me your hand, Vanessa. Help me get my cum out. I’ve been dreaming about this for a long time, ”I told him, putting me next to him. She gave me a dirty look and said, “Okay. I knew ”he took my cock, took it out of the shorts I was wearing and started to hit me with a wank that was getting more and more hot than all the wankers I had ever dreamed of hitting her on my dick, until I couldn’t take it anymore, but I enjoyed a huge amount of cum that I had been accumulating in me, just waiting for your soft, thin, warm and delicious hands.

Deixe um comentário

Preencha os seus dados abaixo ou clique em um ícone para log in:

Logotipo do WordPress.com

Você está comentando utilizando sua conta WordPress.com. Sair /  Alterar )

Foto do Google

Você está comentando utilizando sua conta Google. Sair /  Alterar )

Imagem do Twitter

Você está comentando utilizando sua conta Twitter. Sair /  Alterar )

Foto do Facebook

Você está comentando utilizando sua conta Facebook. Sair /  Alterar )

Conectando a %s