The gringa has a fire...

This story is real and it happened in the year 2009. my cousin had returned to São Paulo after 4 years of service in Europe. he called me, we talked a lot, I got to know that he had married a French woman. we arranged to go out to a bar and, as I was also married for the second time, he thought it was interesting that we took the women to the meeting. I met Isabelle, at the time 28 years old, a very beautiful and vain woman, too concerned about the body. She had black hair like Chanel, reddish-brown eyes, fair skin, 1,70 more or less, thin with a big ass. I was a charming woman, always perfumed and delicate. I could avoid thinking about the French, but Isabelle knows English well enough to escape from those days. I was still excited to have sex with my cousin because of my beautiful sister Chebelle. We had arranged to go out to a bar and, as I was also married for the second time, he thought it was interesting that we would take the women to the meeting. I met Isabelle, at the time 28 years old, a very beautiful and vain woman, too concerned about the body. She had black hair like Chanel, brown eyes, fair skin, 1,70 more or less, skin, skin thin and with a big ass like that I could avoid.