Multi-orgastic girlfriend

Unlike most cases of casual sex often recounted here, the following lines describe a courtship occasion. I've been dating Carla for five years, and in the past few months my work has kept me very busy with no weekends or holidays so that I had to take advantage of a replacement manager at the bank where I work on a two-day getaway towards São Paulo coast. The weather forecast said the sun would prevail despite possible spring girls who are short and skinny. We loaded up the car with food and beach trinkets as early as Thursday night-- volleyball, bathing suits, towels, creams and body oils, incense and martinis. On Friday, after my shift Carla picked me up from work in her car and we hit the road. I was tired and fell asleep before the first toll. Carla had taken a nap, and she was much more inclined than me. Halfway through, with about an hour-and-a-half of commuting back and forth, we reversed course. Carla stayed awake and talked about our day at work, spoke badly of someone else, and the atmosphere between us was pleasant. Light and quiet. Arriving at the apartment we had rented a week earlier, we were quite surprised by its good central location and cleanliness. The furniture was new and, contrary to all expectations, everything worked; even the shower was nice. We were handing out things in the fridge, talking all the time about how we had overloaded and went to take a bath before going to bed because it was past one o'clock in the morning and we wanted to get up early. In the shower, I rubbed his back with a sponge we brought and had my first erection since our trip. We went to bed, and I couldn't stand the sight of her lying on her stomach in nothing but black panties and a T-shirt trying out the mattress. She didn't feel upset, because she was exhausted too and fell asleep the moment her eyes closed. It 's ... We woke up late, and we missed the beach because the sun was already giving way to a soft little girl. Carla put her panties back on, lost in the early hours of the morning and we went to try and wake up. I washed my face, swollen from sleeping so much with cold water and took a warm shower. Carlinha made you a latte and left one for me, too. I'll never understand how she can stand that boiling water. She only takes baths with very hot water, which usually makes it impossible for us to take a bath together. We went to the bedroom, put on some clothes and ended up wandering. I dropped down on the smelly mattress of one of the single beds. It should be noted that the apartment had only two bedrooms, and in one there was a double bed with a window; in the other there were about six beds plus a balcony and a window. And it was a suite. I'm very hot, and would not have liked to sleep in the inside room. Carlin came quietly into bed, with a wistful face that I learned to decipher and reached out for me. She gave me a nice kiss on the mouth and lowered her lips down onto my nipples. At the same time, he grabbed my dick over his underpants. That always works for me because it hardens automatically and feels great. I'm of the opinion that a whimsical little handshake is better than an extended pacifier! I would have grabbed Carla's hair, but she likes to "order" me to pull her hair and your wish is an order. She'd wet my dick with her tongue and handle the balls in her left hand, salivate a little bit on it... then masturbate with her right hand. From where we stood, you could see the eye of the street. Then from the street it was possible for us to be seen too. I got up naked and threw a mattress from another bed horizontally at the entrance of the balcony. I put the double-bed on the floor and fell backwards onto it. Carla came in thirsty. Carla is fair-skinned, has breasts of perfect size and shape... small nipples that protrude outward... her body is smooth from the waist upwards... she shaves her legs every week to keep herself naked. The neck traces a delicate, kissy nape and the belly button is adorned by a tiny navel. A virtue always welcomed by Carla is her intimate hygiene. Her vagina's always very clean, and from her I learned the pleasure of a nice blowjob, crack and anus. And she always enjoys several times on our climb. When she laughs, Carla squeezes me so hard with her legs and contracts every part of her body in a thunderous spasm. Sometimes, watching Carla make fun is the trigger for her next climb or hand job. Carla's outfit is wonderful... her green eyes, her long soft hair, her smile with the slightly misaligned little teeth. Carla came on top of me with her little titties around my penis, doing some crazy Spanish. She sucked a bit and masturbated with her breasts, passing the nipples over her swollen head and making me sweat like an animal. My back was clinging to the mattress and I took deep breaths as if it were east wind. I grabbed her body and tried to pull her mouthful into my mouth, for a ravenous sixty-nine. Now I just want to make "you" laugh. And I really did, and I had so much fun that I saw stars... with my eyes closed but first there was a fucking jet coming up from me towards the ceiling. He squeezed my dick with his hands, like a pressing machine until it was all over... the sperm and my strength. It all went dark. But it didn't end there. It 's ... When I came to, Carla was coming out of the shower. And I'd been sweating a lot, and my penis was throbbing lightly asleep. And then she did one of the things I love to do, which is sit on my face with her crotch so that I can suck it and this time I wasn't asleep. I began by kissing her little lips, right on the palm of my hand without hurry. With my hands, I'd massage her breasts the exact size of mine and pinch her nipples into my fingers very gently. Every once in a while, I'd push her big lips away with my hands. She was crouched on my face, facing me head-on with her back to the rest of my body and I told her to open up her bowl with her fingers and spread her lips so that I could lick it off. I would suck on his freshly-washed, natural Carlinha scent and it'd make me so drunk that all I wanted to do was get more of him. I stepped up, sticking my tongue into his xanax as hard and deeply as I could, trying to lick off as much of its juice as possible which had already washed away my whole face. I stuck my tongue into her little bundle, the way she likes it, several times, twisting her tongue hard and very slowly. She moaned like a kitten, which makes me freak out. When she moans I have to hold myself back so as not to make fun of her. It's such an awkward whining delight! Carla laughed, as I like when she laughs. She fainted by sitting on my face one at a time and lost her strength and contracted as if the air came out of her body all at once. It was as though she had been shocked with high voltage. Sometimes it even seemed that she was crying. Then she turned her back on me, still with the whistle in my mouth, and tapped my dick. It 's ... I didn't let her suck too much because she was about to explode, and the smell of her blowjob gave me such an intense hard-on that I had to think of other less exciting things. A lot of times, women think that the guy's distracted or something... but the truth is he's dissipating his hard-on into boring thoughts like work or family and walking around naked. I picked up a large pillow that had fallen on the floor next to my bed and put it behind me. I pushed her gently but firmly towards my dick -- it's not a giant cock, and she gets really big at "H" time. (Laughter) And then I turned her in front of me and pulled her over to my side, putting the whole member down all at once very deep. Sometimes that happens, and I consider myself a lucky guy for it. I added a little more to his sketch and asked for your ass. She looked at me with half-open eyes, her mouth red, breathing heavily and sweating profusely. Carla pulled me out of her body, pointed my dick at the creases on your tight little ass and asked in a sassy way: "Do you like it, dog?" I said yes, and she spent a few seconds gently rubbing my glans against her crotch. She spit on her own hand, she spat again and added saliva to my dick that was about to explode... and licked his head good especially when he started lubricating the ass with the tip of my cock. He started to come down with my stick in his ass, very slowly... at which time I elevated my thoughts to any other galaxy because I had to hold back my joy no matter what. Carlinha would go up and down, very slowly. And I'd pump in the opposite movement to give more distance and intensity. My cane got used to it and I was able to restrain myself, until what happened next in the following paragraph. She rolled her tongue, eyes tightly clenched and salivated from the side of her mouth... drooling on my chest... grabbing for my hair which was long at that time... squeezing her rectum like I'd never felt it before. I didn't even try to restrain myself, because it was the perfect moment for me and my mistress to enjoy a fucking ecstasy like no one else had ever felt before. She collapsed on top of me, and my already softening cock escaped from inside with a characteristic squeak. I couldn't kiss her because she was trying to catch up the air, and I embraced her without clenching, one hand resting on her back while the other walked between her generous buttocks. We wet everything, and I suspect our scent will never leave those walls even with the tides in place. That day, my penis was useless. Swollen and red it looked even damaged but I knew that in a matter of hours she would be fine again ready for another battle already the butt of my Carla took longer to heal you couldn't suck so hard So much for our afternoon.