My first betrayal was with the clerk of record.

This story is real and it happened about a week ago. I was sleeping, and at 6 o'clock in the morning I woke up because my wife had forgotten to turn on her alarm clock.

I had a hard-on that morning and was going to travel inland where I needed to pick up some paper from the stationery office, and unable to sleep and outraged at my wife for forgetting her alarm clock started thinking nonsense.

As I was going to go by motorcycle into this city in order to be quicker and more economical, my wife wasn't going, and it would have been a rare case of me being alone for some minutes away from my wife since my company is on the ground floor of our apartment building.

I was "traveling" wondering if he would eat someone on the trip, since at times asked my wife to dare and do something in bed but only had initiative from me, no matter how much I insisted, she admitted, said that it will change, but ended up spending time and nothing.

I thought of a few songs that could give in the office, but it was all for nothing because he would go and come back soon.

Well, not being able to sleep I went into the company on our building's ground floor and carried out a few things of service besides preparing my motorcycle which I travel with pleasure due to its limited availability. A brand new super sports car that attracts much attention wherever it passes by.

At 9 am my wife showed up at the company, asked why I got up early, said that she couldn't sleep after her alarm clock went off (from her cell phone), instead of being understanding and apologizing still complained that wherever you saw yourself unable to fall asleep, this and that, which I have already told her several times not to forget that I could never sleep.

I got even angrier at her, told her that things were ready and she was going on a trip.

I continued "traveling" in my thoughts during the trip and went to town. Arriving there, I parked in front of the post office - another advantage of going by motorcycle but it draws everyone's attention from the place -, entered the post-office, grabbed my badge and sat very close to the entrance. Looking ahead, an attendant with a different physical type than usual but exactly as in my dreams, did not believe me and thought that if she calls up my card, this is a sign!!!

The waitress was a little taller than average, not much of an effeminate woman I think they're too "made-up", but this one was very skinny with angelic face and roundness, and my best experiences with women were once nymphomaniacs in bed which brought back memories. When she got up she wore those gray office jeans that looked like uniforms, fairly tight, which despite being slim revealed quite a lot of really hot, well rounded, well pulled out perhaps because of the huge high heels. When he turned around, I saw a big space between his legs. (Laughter) And I'm crazy about women like that who seem to have this leg-splitting thing where they just love getting their hand stuck in foreplay and slouching into many positions not to mention the indescribable sight of hot penetration.

I even began to get nervous if the "sign" happened, being immediately called by her because she knew that at this time he would not have had the courage to approach her and she must be somehow desperate for falling into any tale.

And of course, she didn't give another one, less than two minutes they call me and it is her, she noticed the helmet, looked out, saw the motorcycle and gave a little laugh like, ah, was you that bike. Putz, I thought, okay, now found a maria gasoline, normally not short but came directly to what I wanted at the moment.

I wanted to create some kind of problem so that I wouldn't "get" into it, and then I remembered looking at rings, but putz, there was no wedding band or engagement ring, nothing.

She quickly finished, but said that the document I had asked for would not be ready until the next day. This disappointed me and was understandable, so she asked if I wanted anything else.

Once again I looked for a problem to my fear, and asked: "Is something recorded here?

She was a little freaked out by the question, but she said no.

I went for a direct attack, offensive to some maybe but then thought at the most she says no and that's it, tomorrow just come pick up the paper and step straight, said so:

Look, I'm going to end up staying here until tomorrow and have a house in the city and be on my own if you are needy missing out with a man not like dinner chatting or watching movies but feeling that there is a man inside of you from your mouth into his wet sex nice till he wrinkles even deep within yourself sometimes women go for months without feeling this again well if you want to kill the longing no commitment no involvement what do you think?

She made a face of offended as was to be expected, but did not curse: <unk> you know that many men have come out with the red face of a beautiful slap after making such an offer isn't it? But for some reason I think you were sincere in wanting to unite useful and pleasant so I will let you leave here without passing this shame, have a good day.

I got caught up in the profits, so I took a bigger risk and grabbed one of those little scrap sheets from her desk and wrote down my number and said this is my whatsapp. There's nothing for me to do until tomorrow.

She covered the paper so it wouldn't be seen, someone would think that she asked for my number 🙂 and put it under her desk.

Half an hour later I was having lunch and thought that if it had worked out, she would have sent me a message still at lunch in her free time, nothing done, 14 hours arrived and nothing. So as not to feel defeated I thought, she must have called, and the number I passed was just whatsapp, you see she doesn't even have whatsapp...I ended up forgetting about her and decided to do some things in my house in this city.

Climbing stairs, piercing walls etc., by 19 hours I went to take a shower. In the bathroom I remembered her as she took my dick which because of what happened was still in one erection only almost just touching tray hard already leaping veins thickly barely closed my hand around it, thought tadinha lost opportunity but I remember that voice and legs open quotes and think i would pay tribute to her until the end of the bath 🙂

I was rolling in the shower when a message comes on my cell phone. Normally, I don't answer it but then I thought what if she and I end up here?

Hi, I couldn't forget the barbaric thing you came to tell me today.

I said, "What are you talking about? You want to kill me?"

<unk> I want to, but it's not like that... went for a bath and remembered you once again, touching me noticed how my body was, I didn't want to confess to myself what I had felt all day.

I had no choice but to play the fool .

I'll pick you up in an hour so that you can slap me at the motel. No more questions, just tell me where to take you.

<unk> Aff, pick me up next to the office. I live nearby and will wait for you there at 8:30.

Don't forget that I am on a motorcycle, your clothes and an extra helmet.

I didn't forget. When you came in with her, she was one of those women who gets their ass kicked...

<unk> heheh, all right, I'll get dressed and go.

I thought to myself, maybe it's a prank and he wants revenge on me for giving the dog away but what did I have to lose?

I came slowly checking the time to arrive at exactly 8:30, already thought, if she's not there, and probably won't be, pass again 5 minutes later. If it is not send a message and never more.

But it occurred to me that the deal was really hot, she would have to face me the other day in the office, hmmm, must be a real freak. I stopped and took out of my wallet 50mg blue one, usually bite half and is already more than enough,

I went on and arrived at the place exactly 8:30, oooh, there she was. Her face caught my attention: what clothes for a motorcycle nothing! She in short sleeves, all frowned upon, of that type who does not bend well behind his butt, lifting up and making even more prominent that round ass steeply. At the time I thought about her chana in underpants, I would have to stay rubbing on the seat of the bike until the motel with its tapered buttocks and hopefully without getting out by raising it against the wind! It did not give another one, already hard stick throbbing, I adjusted side discreetly as I was already hurting against the motorbike.

I stopped the bike, grabbed my helmet strapped behind me without any comment, she did her best to put it on straight and sharp so that she wouldn't be embarrassed trying.

She was grabbed on me, well inclined as it is right to go. We arrived at the motel, I asked for the best suite after the main one because I had already been in the main with my wife and didn't like it. I parked in the garage, she came down, went straight downstairs, closed the canopy of the garage while I took off my helmet. I turned towards her, defied hers and pulled it out, put it on the motorcycle seat and did not give another, pah on my face, dry, full hand, well distributed, well beaten but from a soft hand, small, beautiful, well made, looked like affection 🙂

I responded to the height, held her by the arms and put it against the wall, pressing against placed my hand above his knee and went up between their carts until its little mouth. Our four fingers fit between those legs on that small cotton panties well sweated or wet from rubbing in motorcycle at least:).

I felt like she was in the mood, so then she let out a little groan and got all soft. Didn't want to break up the mood but also didn't wanna be controlling over there in the garage.

I threw her gently on the bed, but making it clear that I was going to set the pace. came with my mouth from his little feet which were still in a high-heeled shoe but all open up front while with an outstretched hand over his body

I could smell her every inch of my body, eager to reach into that little kiss and feel its moist scent... oh how delicious it was, the faint fragrance from softening underwear with a bit of sweat.

My nose tapped hard in the middle of that bucket, feeling its little insides and I ducked over my panties, sensing their warmth on my mouth and passing my heat to her, giving a small nibble so as soon to lower my underpants beneath this sackcloth and above the shoes which I did not take off.

I was so horny and afraid of having too much fun, that I made sure to satisfy the customers. (Laughter) And when I saw this little kiss, I couldn't believe it - wow! It is a very small kiss. I couldn't resist, put my index and middle finger on it and pushed them away opening it to check quickly our little pink round hole appeared tightly falling into that fragrant delight with a very light upper lip over the clitoris controlling myself passed my tongue so everything was well lubricated and started sucking really soft her hard horny bell.

She would lift one little leg and stretch the other, rigidly twisting herself to tighten her bed sheets. And I'd increase my pace as I noticed that this was what she wanted. It wasn't long before she pulled both legs up, bending her knees and pulling them out of the way, leaving her mouthpiece dripping all open to me; I increased the pressure a little bit but think it was not enough as she grabbed my head with her hands and pressed against her lipstick. She let go of me, and I breathed lightly into her little mouthpiece as she signaled not to touch it any more. And took the opportunity to enjoy it.

Even when she was recovering, she said to me: "Give me your dick, give me your stick, I need it!" Signaling with her hand that I should come. With the pussy in a trance I knew for sure she wanted to suck my cock while he recuperated, but I was licked by porrinha which comes out when the guy is aroused.

I picked it up, kind of pointing and said that I was going to clean it. She waved no and went pulling me from my knees through the mattress into her mouth. And she squeezed on my dick like someone checking volume, very hard and stiff, even I felt him heavy with so much blood that must be circulating barking there. He took one hand right at the base and put the other as if you check the size, his little hands just like your pocket but they covered half of it, and if he wanted I could close them. She saw the porridge and licked it tasty sucking and quickly solving the problem and studying how to poach that thing.

Still with both hands holding my cock, she gave an innocent little kiss on the head of my giant jerked-up dick. Kissing, sucking at the tip and sucking my canine, her lips slowly covering all over my penis's head, I freaked out wanting to feel that mouth but already calm if she couldn't, then started sucking into his mouth, sucked even, almost letting it in by pressure, coming up against me, began feeling that wet mouth and catching fire with my stick head. Slowly, millimetre by millimeter it stopped and went back a little bit and I'm already happy that up to now there had been a delight. He pulled back further, let go of my dick and put his hands on my ass pulling me against it. My God... he looked at me from below like a needy kitten, closed his little eyes and swallowed again now dragging me when I see my cock was starting to disappear inside that mouthpiece, I didn't believe the angel was a professional whore, I close my eyes quickly freaked out Without any shame to preserve she then began dictating a strong rhythm, taking my dick without removing his head from inside her mouth and swallowing again, forcefully, took it out, turned its head sideways, and swallowed again, pulled everything out, licked all of my drool-and-molasses cock from her mouth, swallows it all over again, my penis would explode with excitement!!! I put my hand on her shoulders and pushed it back slightly, saying that this way I wouldn't be able to hold out. She took the stick from my mouth, said her first words of the night: "No problem!" And swallowed again; it was pumping at the bottom of her throat. It was a strong 5 or 6 inches, it must have been very fucked up, but when she pulled out I didn't see anything, only a whitish molasses that had already before along with her saliva, our, did not know if it was a dream because I felt destroyed but the stick came out hard still, I did not see the fuck and looked like he hadn't enjoyed, kind of saw no body crime and my brain seems to process! 🙂

She looked at my dick, gave a cheeky little smile looking into my eyes knowing she had made me feel bad while I was still holding my cock. I went to tell her that he would clean myself up to give the gap for her too but wanted to win some time not to leave it unattended. With his other hand he grabbed my dick which was still very hard seeing all that, I think the little blue one had already been acting too and slowly masturbating while pouring down her drink filled its mouth dressing up and stood on my stick letting a bit of skol beats flow over it as she punched slowly really tasty. She seemed to read my thoughts, just soaked it up and kind of put the fire out a little bit. And she pressed her hand tightly against my body stretching all over my dick and passed her leg across me facing at me and then positioned my fuckin' mouth on that cavity of pleasure. I really thought that if she didn't calm down it might hurt her and spoil the rest of the night, for my cock was going to break in on her mercilessly; but she seemed well aware of this, preparing herself when so let my head peer into its nicely lubricated grotto and began pressing up slowly.

She was going down and my stick forcing her xana that did not give in and went up even more, without wrapping the croquet, until my head jumped into it, she softened her legs and let out a crazy little groan, what madness!

Then it went down every inch, and I saw the little lips of that buzzard stretch out to embrace whatever came along, vibrating as she descended, her legs flailing in a direction from which there was no turning back until finally she managed to lean against my thighs and could stop the descent with my stick almost entirely inside her, only a few centimeters left.

She stooped forward, leaving those rigid round breasts at my disposal but still hadn't taken that little top off for sheer lack of time. I passed my hands underneath them pushing the top up; it was stiff-tipped and yet soft to touch, delightful to squeeze gently around while she got used to my cock throbbing now and then inside her bottle. I couldn't resist and to take the strain off her with his little buzzer being pulled up, I kissed those tiny nipples... pointy-tipped hard ones. My mommy was very fragile. And she responded with a grimace of great satisfaction by slowly rolling on my dick.

I then held it just above her thin hip, helping to balance itself on my stick, and began riding up the little end without taking the head of my stick out and down almost all the way, slowly, more quickly, gradually slipping delightfully into my dick with no great difficulty. He took my hands off his hips and put theirs on the mattress, leaning a little more over me, and began to ride with greater violence. I no longer pulled out so much of my dick but started burying it hard inside her that deliciously wet soft tight warm seeing as she was curling up those tiny lips from this bouquet would jump out when she went up and go into her when she came down if not for the heat of the moment maybe you wouldn't face everything 🙂

I felt like I was going to start wanting fun again, but she kept on and the feeling of pleasure stayed the same. It didn't get any bigger for a laugh.

It seemed that she did not believe in the delight it was also without me having fun and finishing the joke and more and more she attacked mercilessly my roll. She jumped like a convict and no longer held on to anything, threw her arms, hair, face sideways as a crazy woman who never ate candy. I myself didn't believe and grabbed her back but now instead of supporting her I pulled against my stick jamming everything into the carried tramp. Tried to force even balls inside her and helped climb up to fuck all again, what madness!

Until she couldn't take it anymore physically either, didn't mock but fell to the side of her bed tired from riding. Knowing that she wanted more dick but could not stand any longer, I lifted her up by the hips placing her off-board with her face resting on a mattress and her perfectly round ass pointing at the motel mirror. I held onto her ass and stuffed everything inside of it, putting my two pounds of thick hot flesh hard and throbbing all the way to its bottom like I said I was gonna do. She screamed like a porn actress, which I hate to see in the videos because I know it's fake but felt that there was totally natural and this made me even more horny so I started pumping deliciously my whole dick inside her ass with force and weight of my body cramming it all the way down always seeing the little bucket made from barbed pipe letting everything go through then pulled out and checked , There was a giant tunnel into that bush The goddess. So I bounced until my thighs began to burn from the exercise, turned her side very slowly with my dick inside of it and we lay down in a shell. Lifted her leg up and bounced slowly, not too short this position and noticed that after so much top feeling could start to wilt, ai ai ai .. didn't want to take chances and pulled out of the bucket, hit with my heavy stick on her, playing like who gives time for her. She saw me having difficulty enjoying myself, I think she thought it was her fault and massaged my cock under him pressing against his burning tray, catching fire . Maybe she also couldn't bear to carry iron on her and was afraid of getting burned the other days, this worried me too and didn't want to think about it anymore so I pulled my dick back slowly not knowing what to do hoping that maybe she would take some initiative. I was immobilized, she let me go put her hand on my dick again and pressed it in the middle of her delicious ass.

I had a hard-on all day, so I wanted to come because it's been months since I felt the need for sex.

I didn't get it right, but when the chips were down... that little whore with her butt ready to roll... we asked my wife all our lives to prepare for these occasions and at time H she was depending on luck.

So I left my dick standing there, my body still and waited for her to take action to make it clear what she was talking about. She positioned my cock at the entrance of his ass and thought, wow, if that little pussy WAS tight, imagine this butt. When she presses her body against mine and I hope it's not too hard to start with, it is already entered into the head of my stick, didn't believe me, have a pocketknife and had been inside her cunt, until I thought maybe it wasn't the small penis and had deceived myself, but then bitten by her cunt made sure I am in paradise. So I picked her up and pushed my jeba against it, everything went in without much resistance, delightful, is good tight but also very nice to go all like this, <unk>facinho<unk> , no lenga lenga, raised more leg again and started pumping as if it was on the bucket, she just said so that this, and contrary to the buckets were getting tighter asshole, I think she had been squeezing for pleasure, wow!! I felt that it was getting hard to get in and out, so I spat a little discreetly without her seeing, took the stick off and licked him all over. It seemed like she had gotten well So I stuck with everything on her ass She screamed but shouted from pleasure

I pounded it firmly a few more times, holding on buried in her when she kind of tried to turn around, got the message, pulled her with my stick jammed into her lying me backwards and her over me from behind me. I grabbed her back with it bent over me, she spread her legs apart from mine and started riding up on his ass. I dictated the rhythm as he pushed or let go of his back. She saw that I liked to look at her and leaned forward, getting off the crusts, letting go of my hands from hers, and alone swallowed up my stick; now I could see her ass popping backwards in front of me and forwards in the mirror reflection, with a peculiar view of the buzzard propped by her wide-open crust legs. A delight but of course it didn't last long, I got up slowly with her, wanted to leave the stick stuck but escaped, there was no way, we stood on the bed, I turned her against the headboard, almost all standing, just a little bit bent and arms extended upwards with hands resting on the wall. I brushed my dick through the gutter going up until it felt like its ass was coming in, which then let the head of my cock slide back inside. It was an invitation to get stuck on her standing there and pumping deeply pushing her hips forward so she got loose from the wall, put her arms down behind my ears and held herself arched with her tail buried into my spike running away and violently taking off as my cock ran across that animal's rectum in heat forcibly upwards where he stood

I went out, bringing her with me to get off the mattress which gave no firmness and was difficult to balance, put my ass back on its feet again, and when she thought that I only wanted to continue bending over it still standing, taking from underneath her knees, with my stick still stuck in it, then in a risky move pulled upwards, leaving him in air supported by my hands below his knee and my stick stuck into it. I was banging her ass making the motion of her body unravel from mine until my cock almost escaped and nailing it all back together, now yes, I was impaling that little whore. It was a dream come true! I kept going, and each time she let me escape more and relying on the support of my dick embedded in it, I bent down lightly making like a little chair but always pumping until my cock began to pulsate very much, knew that now would come, the puppy cried with happiness called all saints, all gods prayed Ave Maria , till at one stroke left her buried and started washing his ass with lots of shit catching fire. She was trembling moaning, rolling slowly, gathering herself up and dropping her on the floor, laying sideways in the mattress and I could still see her ass with my dick sliding down against it from a small waterfall. Now yes, my stick throbbed and every throbbing gave me an abrupt descent - poof! thought I, as she must have felt when she saw that and closed her eyes. Lying behind her but not shyly began to stroke her hair and around her shoulders until we regained our strength.

This cat had a hard time getting back home with me on the bike, she couldn't get it together without feeling pain or burning but still did. She asked me to drop off at her own house so there was no problem if I contacted her again and we said goodbye for three kisses, put my helmet on and went home. When I went to take off her helmet at home, I loved seeing the trophy on her motorcycle seat all smeared over her panties. And there were those motel forms written in it about what you thought of your stay and how we could improve things. She wrote: "Nothing, everything's fine, come pick me up so that I can see stars again whenever you want".

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