I just went with another reader on the trail!

Hey guys, my fetish is turning into a mania.
Just this morning a friend who reads Jacareí sent me a message saying that he wanted to meet me on the trail where yesterday's story was given, of course I answered.
I put on a pair of my wife's biking-bermuda shorts, and now it's all over the place.
Henrique arrived a few minutes after me. We crossed the bridge and next to it there is a small waterfall, which is polluted.
So we left the bikes in the bush and went to the rock .
Henry wanted nothing more than to punch each other because he was afraid of getting fucked and being seen, so I laid on my stomach and let him make fun of my ass.
Hot milk is delicious.
What a nice, exciting feeling of fear.
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