The Product Was Defective

I was blessed with a sense of freedom as I awoke to the Salvadoran sun shining on the hotel room, free from the mob's tyranny, and still had a whole Sunday to stay for free. I called my father to inform him of the time of my return flight. Unfortunately, I won't be able to return in time, daughter, I'm on duty and I'll return to the Sauipe Coast only tomorrow. After a quick chat, because he was too evasive avoiding my questions, I concluded that his inability to meet me would be due to some imposition of the Father. I thought it best to leave quietly, enjoy my last day in Salvador and return home. I would call him on Monday. I haven't seen Ruby and her aunt either. ♪ ♪ A few days after my return So, Nicole, where do we stand? It was Moacir on the phone making a new charge, I was in debt to the guy and my debt would necessarily have to be paid with my sex. The day before he traveled to Bahia, he caught me in the house of Dr. Osvaldo (boyfriend of his sister Adriana), only the doctor's shirt covered my body at the time, evidencing the practice of sexually explicit acts moments before. That story is in my short story, "Paying for Complicity and Silence". Even if the blackmailer didn't have any concrete evidence, the exposure of the case would still trigger a series of complications, because my mere presence in Dr. Osvaldo's house was already a problem, my mother believed that I was arriving in Ribeirão Preto at that time. It would be chaos, and I as the pivot of this whole drug. To avoid so much trouble and save my skin and also the doctor's, it was easier for me to manage this blackmail well and pay soon, it would hurt less to open my legs to Moacir. We hung up at my place that afternoon after I turned down your request to go to a motel. I came out of the shower and put on a pair of shorts and a sweatshirt. He arrived around 4:00 p.m., we stayed in the living room, and I made us two drinks. "Do you still see Osvaldo?" asked the guest. No, that was the first and only time, as I said before, it happened by chance after he did me a favor. <unk> After all, did you come here to interrogate me or to fuck? <unk> I spoke softly caressing your penis over your clothes, intending to end it right away. He got all excited and caressed my face and tried to kiss me. Without a kiss, I'll just fuck you, not date you. He started a DR, but stopped grumbling when I knelt between his legs and released his limb, I played with his hands and mouth until it was completely rigid. When I intensified the kiss he held my head and buried his fingers in my hair, but then asked me to stop. I was about to joke, I guess. I stepped back a little bit and took out my racket, pulled two condoms out of my shorts pocket and gave one to him. <unk> Without protection does not roll <unk> I spoke. As he undressed from the waist down, I took off my second and final piece of clothing and stood naked before him. The mature man in his mid-30's again commented on the possibility of my mother's arrival. There's no danger, she never arrives before 7:00, don't worry. His penis softened when he tried to put on the hood. With my hands I made his business stiff again. I put the condom in my mouth and positioned it on his glans. I unwound the condom with my lips until his member entered my throat. By this time, the condom was already properly placed. Why not enjoy the moment even if it's a blackmail? I thought. It would be good to enjoy the moment. I sat with my legs open on the member and let go of my weight slowly feeling its slide to the bottom. I began to move very slowly enjoying the volume inside me. With my hands resting on the guy's shoulders, I looked at him with my little face of someone who likes cowardice and is asking to be fucked hot. However, Moacir's expression was of discomfort, he withdrew his body and I perceived his attempt to avoid a premature enjoyment. He held tightly to my butt making me stop the movements too late, his spasm denounced his premature ejaculation I tried to proceed with the trance, but his business softened in seconds Anyway, I got off the roof listening to his apologies. After I pulled out the full cowl, I sucked his fucking mealy dick and tried to bring him back to life... he didn't roll. I said, "Relax", and I went to make some more drinks. After serving him and taking a sip of mine, I lay on the couch with my legs folded and closed. I stood quietly watching his thoughtful countenance as he sipped from his glass. "What is it?" he asked seriously. <unk> I was here pretending to have your tongue between my legs <unk> I spoke in my slutty way and spread my legs. He left his glass on the coffee table and came with his mouth on my dick, sucked my pussy and stuck his tongue and fingers in for several minutes, and despite his best efforts, there was no chemistry between us, there was something missing in that relationship. I think the taste of my sex cheered the fellow up, for suddenly his painting came to life renewing hopes. The guy showed desire and agility riding me, I'd let the fuck roll even without a condom, I was anxious to get that bill off, and I also wanted to climax before my partner "defected" again. It was easy to be introduced into my wet sex by his saliva and also by my momentary desire. I felt firmness in the first strokes, if he had kept up the pace I would have quickly reached a pleasant joy. But as soon as I began to groan I already felt his trembling and the ejaculation in my bowels. It was a few seconds between penetration and the mess soften again. The man became very nervous, as if it was my fault. This time not even with all the disposition in the world it would be possible to resurrect the dead and inserted business inside, I imagined. Fortunately, the guy got off me without any violence, so I just sat there with my arms and legs crossed, watching the grumpy, uncommunicative man get dressed, even afraid to ask a question. Then he said goodbye and left. Moacir must have understood, he lost his chance and there would be no next time, not with all the blackmail in the world, the incompetent would have more to lose if I revealed to the others his fiasco as a lover. That's all for now, kisses!