The Last Client

Horny for me is: everything that is forbidden is hotter!, I have always been attracted to married women and women in sexy lingerie. But even a bastard like me had no idea what was coming. Married, father of family and breaking a puppy, but my daughters didn't give a shit about the pet. It's left for me and I ended up liking Sebastien; but known as Fucking Loca, a Cocker spaniel. Saturday, everybody was on the beach, so I decided to take the pet to the Pet shop. I usually call and they come for it, but there's no schedule. It's always that little talk. Sir, there's no time, or our van is broken! I went down, and then I'd think about what I was gonna do, and I went to a bakery to get a reinforced coffee, and the hangover would charge you! From the bakery I saw a van delivering a dog, I wrote down the address and phone number. I ended up meeting a friend, and have a beer... By the time I realized it, it was 2:00 and I took rock. I paid for the nightcap and called Pet, properly stoned. I asked if you had an appointment. I was hanging on the phone listening to a mix-up of women's voices, until a girl told me: - What? We do, but there's a problem. - What? You have to pick it up. Our driver needs to leave early. I got it. She got upset. Her tone changed. - I've got your address, and soon our van will be there. I looked at fucking place and I said, - Crazy fucked up! - What? The woman's called on you, and she's gonna worry your ears! The van arrived after a few minutes, delivered the fucking place and went to take a shower. I took a long bath, actually I was thinking about the guy who answered me; was she hot? You couldn't do an evaluation by the voice, but it wouldn't even do the woman any good. I fell on the couch and fell asleep, woke up scared it was already dark. - Damn it, I forgot the dog! I called and the same voice answered me. - Can I get my dog? - You can, by the way, you work dog! I disconversated, and he said he'd be there in a few minutes. I changed as fast as I could, and then the phone rings. She was my wife. - Hey, baby, what are you doing? - It's okay. I'll get it. Fucking place on the pet. Then the interrogation begins, because and so on. I summed it up as I could and it got out, getting there I realized it was closed. I pressed the intercom several times until they answered. - It's okay. Yes! - I'm here for my dog. - One minute. I was planted for about five minutes until the door opened. A brunette with long curly hair answered me. - You must own the fucking place? - Yeah, he's a total jerk at work. - It's okay. He's very agitated. - Nice to meet you, Sandra. - It's okay. My pleasure, Carlos. I went in and in the light I could observe it better, I was less than thirty years old, brown eyes and a ring in my left hand; I was married. But what caught my attention most was that she was wearing wet clothes, especially the top. The low-cut lilac blouse was soaked leaving the beaks of the breasts protruding, and the edges of a black lace bra made the picture sexier. Kind of lame, she said: - I'm wet because of your dog. You let go of a good laugh and we talked about banalities, which gave you time to scan that hottie better: It was about six feet tall, waist 73 cm, bust about 90 cm and hip about 100 cm. She was super good people, cheerful, communicative, very polite and a body full of curves. Since I was the last customer, the conversation went a long way. - What? The talk is good. I have to go. - Sorry I'm late, and I'm bothering you! - What? All right, I met you and Fucking Loca. I took advantage of the line, and I offered to give him a ride, and he waved a little bit and accepted. - I need a bath. - All right, I hope. There she went, looking from behind I enjoyed that sensational ass. I didn't know the make of the panties, but the jeans were completely filled. I could tell the woman was wearing high heels, like a needle. I thought: How she works with a jump like that; I misjudged my height, all right I like shorties! I was playing with the fucking place until that dog tried to run into the Pet. I called and nothing from him. I decided to go look for him. After the counter there was a door, look from here and nothing... I heard a voice upstairs. I went to look. I heard Sandra screaming! - Let go! - Let go of your stupid dog! I opened the door to the scene was hilarious; the dog was pulling the bra on one side and her on the other. Before he realized my presence he saw much of his body full of curves: breasts the ideal size with medium nipples and proportional nipples. Scared she dropped her bra and tried to cover herself, so I apologized and caught that crazy dog. I took the bra out of the bug's mouth and returned it. Visiblely irritated and only in panties; like thong: - Give me that! I came up and delivered without shaking and with breasts the show took off the glasses and said: - It's okay. I'm glad it didn't rip! It opened a drawer and inside it there were lots of lingerie, I didn't understand anything. The half-naked woman, a lingerie drawer, a crazy dog in my hand and me with a hard-on! She pulled out a lilac corselet and left me with this: - I'm good with that! - It gets hot! Pulled a black corset and a floss with pebbles. - How about that? My dick was already throbbing, I just asked a question. - It's okay. Where do I put this dog? You indicated the bathroom, and I locked the son of a bitch or now my good friend. I came close, and I kissed that fleshy mouth, and I couldn't resist pressing that hot ass. She pushed me away with her hands and said, - It's okay. I'm married! - So do I. I pulled her back, and again I walked away. - You think I'm a whore! - What? Not horny, but I think you want a good fuck. I grabbed her harder, chipped another kiss and squeezed that delicious ass. I pulled the thong down to the ass crack and her tongue ran frantically, with her fingers I felt the honey of her pussy. - It's okay. Wait a minute, not like this! - Sandra's horny! He turned towards the drawer and pulled out a tigress-like set. - How's that? I asked what was in that drawer, and with a dirty face, she came out with this: - I love Lingerie and how I get wet I always have a reservation. - I wonder what's at home! - It's okay. The basics, but my husband doesn't know much about lingerie, some he thinks is vulgar! - What? Let me see what you got there. - Don't! - Fucking torture comes here! - How about this one? A black corselet leaving her breasts showing her, leg alloy and a dental floss in the same color with laces in her vagina; simply too much! She didn't rush, she put it on piece by piece and finished with a black sandal 15 needle heel. The short one became powerful, exposed breasts, sharp curves on top of that jump. I've already gone crazy horny and pulled her on my back, rubbing my ass. I put his black hair away, I put my tongue around his neck, his ears, his back skin got goose bumps. I slowly massaged their breasts and their swollen beaks; that ally to those who already had a child was and envy many girls. We kissed, her juicy mouth and an agile tongue showed all her hornyness, got rid of my clothes and laid her on a little couch. I knelt down and opened my panties and fell on my mouth. He leaned his legs on my shoulders, well shaved, by the trimmed ones; no porn artist pussy, slowly licked his gecko and in response she squirmed and moaned quietly pulling my hair. I started licking her vagina lips and the damn thing was driving me back to her tough little grill, and I sucked that hot pussy hard, and I fingered it slowly, and every time I was around her, she was moaning. - don't stop, don't stop! - Are you my little bitch? - Yeah, I'm... I stuck my finger in that totally wet pussy, licked it more and got up. I pulled her by the hand and I stood up and kissed her long. - Take off your panties! Leaning on my chest and taking off my panties, I pulled my ass over the entrance of your pussy and rubbed it slowly. - It's okay. I'll stick it up to the balls. - Just get it all wet! She got all fours on the couch, the delicious view of that ass filled me with even more horny, squeezed that ass and kissed that ass. - What? Stop playing with my ass and stick that dick in me. Out of the blue, I brushed his little ass, he straightened out his pussy: - Leave my ass alone; you fuck him the other day, but fuck me the fuck! My cock was pounding, almost exploding, and I went to the curb: I just buried it right in that honey pussy. All I heard was a son of a bitch. I didn't even hit it. The second shot went in the stalk! She groaned quietly, and at the rate of her hips I was punching harder and harder. It's not that the little girl was tight, she put on my roll and it felt wonderful, after a few minutes she could see her nails tightening the back of the couch moaning more and more. I heard a stronger groan and the little one fell apart for good. I could barely stand up looking at that hot little girl on the couch with her pussy covered, embarrassed, and all-kissed. I sat next to her, I put her in my arms, I kissed her long, she was relaxed and her eyes closed and she said to me, - It's okay. It's okay if you don't believe me, but I only gave it to my husband until today. - Relax, I believe you. - It's okay. Seriously! - I have no reason to doubt you. - You're not gonna tell anyone, are you? - What? I may be naughty, but I'm not a shit! Sitting there, I took the little girl to my lap and I told her to sit on my dick, half-clumsy, she sat on me, my dick slipped into that wet, warm pussy. - What? I'm all wet. Did you come at me? - It's okay. Not yet, but now I'm going. She leaned on my chest and started riding, taking advantage of the line I breast-fed those delicious tits and lightly put my little finger in her ass. - It's okay. Call me a bitch! - Bitch. With a naughty smile he spread his legs and forced his pussy harder. I held on more. There's no way I came in. - Now you're coming! We ended up laughing and ended up with a passionate kiss. She got up, my lap was a mixture of my fucking with her fun. It was rolling towards the bathroom without the slightest shyness, I was thrown on the couch. Fuckin' loca got kicked out of the bathroom, and he's been bugging me. After a few minutes, Sandra appeared with nothing but thong and towel in her hand. - You want to take a shower? He gave me the towel and I went to take a bath, the soap was smelly like her. It comes out quickly, it was recomposed and a lipstick. I smelled your neck and went to get dressed. Kind of out of touch, asked me to keep my mouth shut about what happened. - What? Like I said, I'm not a shit! He kissed me and gave me his cell phone number, we went down and as he had proposed he would take her home, she imposed a condition: - Drop me off at William Avenue. - Okay! - What? My husband is jealous and from there I take the bus. I didn't agree, I stopped the car and kissed Linda more in that mouth. - And now, when will I see you? - My day off is every Wednesday. - Miss I want to see you Wednesday! - It's okay. All right, let's get some ice cream. Ice cream? - I love ice cream and you? - It's okay. Also, where else? - You choose, but you have to have ice cream! - Deal. I stopped a cab, kissed him more and whispered in his ear: - Ice cream at the motel tastes better! - What? Meet me on the subway, I'll wear my red lingerie! I gave the driver 50 reais and asked him to keep the change. The cab left with my little one. In the car listening to Cassia Eller, and repeating alone out loud: - Wednesday's ice cream day, yeah!