I lost my seal.

It was nine o'clock in the morning on April 30th. I got off the bus that took me downtown. My goal: to go to the post office and mail my application for a job. On this day, I chose São Paulo Central Post Office because I would do other things there as well. That morning my thoughts were flying without stopping at anything special. I stopped to look at him, running my eyes over it. It was a man who looked about 40 years old, ordinary clothes but with good taste and well-defined body; he must have been around 170 meters tall and weighed some 73 kilograms. At that moment my malicious eyes tried to see more than what could be seen on his clothing, trying to guess what those pants were hiding in the middle of his legs. I was so absorbed that I didn't realize the man was also looking at me. When I raised my gaze, my face turned red from being caught up in my most secret thoughts. He smiles understandingly and turns to me asking if I could do the favor of mailing letters for him because with a full agency, he might lose some business in his office. I say it's no problem, so he passes the letters to me as well fifty reais saying that I can keep change or if you want to return them I can go to the address on the card which he passed into my hands. I put the cards down and go out into the street with that card in my hand and heart beating faster, what now? Am I going to give it back or not? Little by little I'm calming myself down and deciding to go to the address. I enter the indicated building and look for the room, which was on the fifth floor. I arrive at the door, my heart speeds up, I ring the bell and wait. The door opens and a familiar smile welcomes me. It was this man. He invites me inside and introduces himself as Carlos. He asks if I want something to drink, says that this is his office and it's a sales representation. His secretary hadn't shown up for work so he turned around in order to do the routine of the office. We started chatting, getting acquainted with each other. Then he asked me tactfully whether or not I have any experience with another man. I said no. And then he asked why I looked at him between my legs so much while working there. At that moment the phone rings, he apologizes and answers it. I'm sitting on a couch next to my desk and he is standing there in front of me talking on the telephone. I can't help but look down at his mid-legged legs; by this time I can already see something moving inside his trousers. His instrument starts getting hard just centimetres away from my face. I blush, but I cannot take my eyes off him. He notices everything, and if you come even closer with an armed tent, it's quite torture. He sees my discomfort, looks at me with a grumpy smile and asks if he can come closer. I don't say anything to him; then he leans his body against my face. He lowers his hand and presses my face hard into the corner of his pocket. I cannot bear it any longer so I put my hand on that mouthpiece by caressing it over his trousers. He hangs up the phone and stands there motionless. The lamb and the wolf are facing each other: The beast was beautiful, a scroll about 20 centimeters long by 4.5 of circumference, rolled up, well-defined head, I caressed it all affectionately, he stood sighing with desire. His hands landed on my hair pulling my face closer to the roll. I held this wonderful thing looking very closely, feeling the slight smell that exuded, kissed him gently, Carlos rubbed the roll in my face placing his head on my lips forcibly until I opened my mouth and embraced, licking hungrily. I kissed him all over, paying special attention to his little head and moving my tongue gently through it feeling the whole thing... how delicious! crazy. It was going back and forth in my mouth we were like that for about five minutes After that, I got up from the couch and we embraced affectionately with Carlos now passing his hand on my bundana delivered. I turned back to be shrunken, feeling this stick force my asshole. He passed his tongue lovingly in my neck We separated and undressed ourselves. Then I could see that whole body naked. And he seeing me nude also said "Your bundanna is as I imagined when I saw you there at the post office, beautiful! "He put me down on all fours on the table and said" I will take your head off, I'll stuff fucking into my arse, never forget about this rod ". I was delirious with those words and the kisses that Carlos gave me on my neck. Couldn't resist any more, so I asked him to end this torture right away. "Eat me up, be a man of mine, stick your dick in my ass because I can no longer act". He started to punish my butt, he bent down opening up my ass kissed and licked my arse; I sighed , "huummm, tasty, eat me, Eat me!" begged. He stayed like this for a long time. Then rising he positioned his pince on my gullet making caresses with the little head passing it slowly all over my buttocks. After that, he put cream in the ring, placed a condom and aimed pushed that roll gently into my ass. I felt his head come in, he stopped giving me time to see my reaction, I sighed a "ui!" and started contracting the ass holding up and releasing its dick. He then began pushing the rest of it back and forth deliciously! “Isn't that cute?” she asked, “Don't stop” I begged. “Make me your pleasure object, you female! Cute pause!”I was raving about fucking her! . We stayed like this for quite some time until he took him off. He sat down on the chair and told me to sit on the stick. On my back, lowering myself, holding his roller and directing the entrance with my little ring. I put his roll in the entrance of my ass and patiently straightened myself out, letting my butt go down until it completely encased its instrument. Leaning on her hairy legs, climbing up and down into her pocket, feeling him come and go: "Tasty! That's good! Eat like that!" I could feel his balls hitting my buttocks and he was speeding up, breathing heavily. He would say things that didn't make any sense to me: "I will have fun you little whore! I am going to fill your ass full of fuck, what a nice cushion! Your man is gonna fill it with milk". And then he took one more deep sigh, shouted and started having fun on my butt, then stood still so I can enjoy feeling his dick inside my arse. We reconnected, we talked a little bit more saying goodbye with one last kiss that I made sure to give in his role. Now I have a friend who always turns me into her female. Ah! One last thing the exchange completely forgotten, just gave him my seal. For now this is only a tale, who knows you realize it with me, huh?