The bachelorette party part two

This is the second part of the previous story. I suggest you read that first one. And for those who want to know me and understand this story better, read the previous ones as well, they are all in sequence. After my friend left me at home, I went up to the apartment, I was a little drunk, but it was normal. I arrived in the room, I was going to the bathroom when I saw the computer turned on. I left it playing music while I was packing and forgot it there. I went to turn it off and saw that there were some messages, but I didn't think to answer at that time. It was when I saw that Jorge, an intern of the company I worked for, was online. He had sent a message before, saying that I would enjoy the farewell very much. On impulse, I answered saying that I had just arrived and that it was nothing more (I wasn't going to tell him anything about my adventure). He replied, we spent a while talking and confessing that I was getting excited. All the stress of the days of preparations for the wedding, I was days without transition, living with the desire to remember the joy of the chick that this chick has with him. I stayed with him while he was traveling to my house, I continued to talk to him, but I didn't think to respond at that time. He had sent a message before, saying that I would enjoy the farewell very much. On impulse, I answered, saying that I had just arrived and that it was nothing more (I wasn't going to tell him about my adventure). He was talking about the stress of the preparations for the wedding, but he was still living with the stress of the stress of the days of the preparations for the wedding, I was in the living room, I wanted to stay with him, but I was still with him, but I wanted to talk with him, and he was still in the room, and he wanted to talk with him, and he was crazy, and he had a few things, and he had a few things to do, and he was too many things, and he had a lot of course, but he had a lot of course, and he had a lot of course, but he was too many things to do, but he was too many things). I got to the building where he lived, went upstairs, and he was waiting for me at the door. He said, "What a lovely bride! I was actually in better shape, and I was dieting and gaining weight at the gym to look good for marriage, so it made a little bit of sense in the compliment. I replied, looking at the volume that was already visible on his bermuda. Jorge pulled me by the waist and gave me a nice kiss, a delight. We were holding each other for a while, then he dragged me into the living room. He threw me on the sofa, took off my shirt, lifted my dress and started kissing my thighs, went upstairs, took off his panties, opened my legs and started kissing my belly, thighs, groin and then my little kiss. He kissed for a while, passed his tongue gently, making me even crazier. I just moaned. Then he started sucking me. Ai that tongue delight passing through the kiss, all with desire, with desire. He sucked me for a while, it didn't take long for me to feel high in that tongue when he stood up and started the rest of his clothes. That cute cock of Jorge was already hard enough. This guy grabbed my shirt, pushed it in my shirt, and started kissing my belly, thighs, groin and then my little kiss. He kissed for a while, he passed his tongue gently, making me even crazier. He started sucking me, and I realized that the new cock of Abilo was coming in very quickly, and it was giving me a very nice orgasm, and I was really getting into it. Have fun with my dick, you slut! Jorge took off the rest of my dress, my bra and started kissing my neck, my breasts, my belly and he came with that hard cock rubbing on my temple. It was easy to get in, he held me by the legs and ate deliciously there on the sofa. We stayed like this for a while, until he turned around and I became four. I leaned on the back of the sofa, pushed the butt just waiting for that cocksucker to invade me. Jorge was slowly tucking in, took everything out, tucked it in again, took it out and tucked it in again, holding me tight by the waist. Oh, how delicious. Then he started going back and forth, slowly at the beginning but I felt faster. I liked the thickest cock, he was going with desire, I immediately made fun: Have a good time, have a good time, have a good time, have a good time, have a good time, have a good time, have a good time. "You naughty bitch! Here you go!" he replied by slapping me on the ass, with one hand grabbing me tightly by the waist and the other pulling my hair. He was pumping fast, hard. "Oh, I'm going to make fun of you", he said. I got out of position, got down on my knees, took the condom out of his dick and started sucking it good. In a few seconds I feel the first jet in my mouth, I kept sucking, without stopping. He groaned, squealed, writhed like a madman, but didn't come out of there. And I kept sucking and swallowing his fucking until not one more drop came out. Then Jorge sat on the couch, it seemed over. That's how you kill me, you hottie. - Didn't you like it? - I loved it, but man, it was too intense. I was tired too. I got dressed, I got some water for us. I thought it was the second fuck I had drunk in less than two hours, I felt like a bitch. I went to the bathroom, I came back and Jorge was having a beer sitting on the couch, only in bermuda. He offered me a glass and I started drinking too. We sat there talking nonsense for a while until he came close to me, I felt a chill and I saw that it was going to happen again. We kissed, we grabbed each other and when I realized he was dragging me to the room. He threw me on the bed, opened my legs, ripped off my panties, dress, my bra and left me by my pillow. He took off his clothes, he also took a condom and went on the high stick that was already hard. He liked it, he liked it, he liked it on my breasts, he was climbing on my other shoulders and he liked it while he was kissing me on the inside of my mouth. We were talking nonsense until he came close to me, I felt a chill and I knew it was going to happen again. We kissed each other, we grabbed each other and when I realized he was dragging me to the bedroom. He threw me on the bed, he tore off my panties, my underwear, my bra, my bra, my bra, my bra, my pants, my pants, and left me. He took off my pants off, he took off my pants off, and he was crying, and he was a little bit. He came out and went to get something while I was getting ready in bed. Jorge came back, turned on my stomach, leaned on me and started massaging my back. A delight. He stayed there for minutes, massaging my back, thighs and butt. I was quite relaxed when he started kissing my butt, stimulating my little buttocks with one hand while kissing and caressing my butt with the other hand full of lubricant, leaving him smooth. I already understood what he was going to do and I was dying of desire myself. I let him do the job, putting a finger inside my butt while masturbating myself, what a delight... After a while like that he climbed back on top of me and I feel the cock in the door of the cock, I really wanted to, but I still crapped. The cock was like this. Jorge was entering the cock like this, slowly cooling down, I was quite relaxed. I was just lightly stimulating the cock, he was moaning with one hand while kissing and caressing my butt with the other hand full of lubricant, leaving him smooth. I already realized what he was going to do and I was dying of desire myself. I let him do the job, putting a finger inside the cock while I was masturbating myself, that delight... After a while he climbed back on top of the cock again and I felt the cock in the door of the cock, buttops, but I wanted to, but I wanted to, but I still crapped myself. "Is it hot, little bitch?" he asked. It felt good, but it hurt a little. - Then push your ass, bitch, go. <unk> he said and that's what I did, I continued on my stomach but with my butt pointed. <unk> Now hold there <unk> he completed. And that's when he got faster and stronger, and I was moaning louder, and he was punching me in the ass mercilessly, and he was going deep, firm, and his dick was thick, and it hurt, and it was a mixture of a lot of things, but it was good, very good. - What a tasty ass, damn it! What a delight! <unk> he spoke, moaning too. You bastard, you're going to kill me. That's it, shove that ass so I can fill it with milk. That gave me more erection, and I pushed as hard as I could, even though I knew it would hurt more, and I just felt the cacophony coming in, big, fast, deep, and I don't know how I held on, but it was pushing really hard. Here you are, you whore, here you are, you dirty little whore, here you are. - Oh, my cousin, oh... I was talking. That's when I felt the fuck entering my butt and Jorge throwing all the weight on me, the shit went to the bottom while he was still joking. I moaned loudly, almost shouted. He also moaned nice while he was joking. He spoke as he lay beside me in bed. I was dead. I stood in that very position, on my stomach, finished. After about 10 minutes I went to the bathroom, took a shower. Jorge went afterwards too. I was so tired that I asked if I could sleep there. We slept together. In the morning I woke up with pain in my body. It was the same shit. I had to leave because I had commitments related to the wedding. I had coffee with the intern and I thought I should take a shower too. While I was washing myself, Jorge went into the bathroom, without clothes and went into the box, so I said: I don't have time and I'm done, see? He started rubbing my back, shoulders, massaging my neck. After a while, he turned to me and gave me a kiss. I felt his hard cock rest on my stomach. - I don't think you came here just to help me. "I can't help but want you", he replied. "But since I'm helping you, you could help me, too, couldn't you?" He was pushing me down, making me get on my knees, facing that hard cock. With one hand Jorge grabbed the stick and with the other was bringing my head towards him. I decided to do this pleasure and I started kissing the little head, I passed the tongue, I raised the stick, I was licking and kissing it all, I went back to the head and I kissed and passed the tongue again. Then I fell on my mouth, I was sucking with will, putting everything I could in my mouth and taking it out, then again, tasty. Jorge whimpered low baby and continued, sucking with desire. I confess that I wanted to give it to him there again, but I had no time, so I sucked on the accelerated for a while. I stopped to breathe a little while ago and said: I want a little milk. - Oh, you little bitch, keep sucking up to me and I'll make fun of you. - Delightful. I've said it before. I continued to suck a little, willingly and soon I noticed the stick thickening, George's groans increasing and he said: - I'll have fun, ahhhh I'll have fun. And it came in the fucking mouth, mommy hot as the milk came out, I almost choked, but I swallowed it all. - Damn, this is delicious. - Safado <unk> I answered as I got up and finished my bath. Jorge washed as well, we came out of the bath. I asked him to get out of the car to get my bag that had clothes in it, I got dressed and went to do my things while the intern stayed at home with a smile on his face. The bad boy had gotten along well again and so did I, because look, what the fuck I had that day. Kisses and until next time.