Madness of a night...

Remembering Pedro, it caused two strange feelings in me... The pain, the longing, the lack of him... the pleasure, the desire, the desire I felt for him. I remember it like it was today. When we returned to our lives outside the camp, we agreed that we would try to relate to each other, even though we lived far away from each other. On one of his visits to my city one weekend, after dinner and a few dances at a nightclub, we ended the night in his hotel room. We came in laughing and suddenly we looked at each other... Peter leaned silently against the door and then walked toward me. I felt my heart race as he approached and touched me. His hands caressed my face as he pulled me toward him and kissed me. I hugged him and wrapped my arms around his neck. My excitement increased, moistening my panties by feeling its warmth. Passion, heat and pain mingled in my body as he lifted me off the ground and placed my legs around his waist. I was crazy about him and I was crazy about him and I didn't care about the consequences. My fingers nailed to his shoulders as he turned and pressed me against the wall. His voracious, demanding mouth kissed my neck and shoulders. Peter pulled the strips of my robe out of his way, nibbling at my skin. Walking over my body, it ripped out groans and sighs. Out of frustration and excitement, I leaned against him. He had no idea how empty I felt when we weren't together. Peter, I'm not going to tell you. I know, Ayeska... I know... I feel the same... He pulled the strap off my dress until my right breast was exposed, sucked my nipple with his mouth, licked his hoarse beak with his tongue and took a tiny bite. I knew what he wanted to hear, as I knew I wanted what he wanted. Peter, fuck me, eat me, now. God, does Ayeska know how much I want? <unk> Not as much as I... <unk> Our eyes met. I let go of his arms and, staring at him, pulled the dress off his head and threw it on the floor. I was without a bra. The dress was loose on my breasts. My nipples were so hard that they hurt. I rubbed them with the palms of my hands while Pedro took off his shirt from his pants and hastily unbuttoned it. I took off my underwear, threw it to one side and climbed onto the bed. On my knees, I turned to watch him undress. Nice, brown, and tall. The contrast of his skin and mine was so exciting that I closed my eyes briefly. When I opened them, he was naked. I glanced over at him, noticing the thickness of his erection, wet my lips, looked at him, and rubbed my thighs against each other as he lay on his back on the bed. Come with me. He approached the mute servant and took out a box of condoms. I nodded and extended my hand for him to come closer. He slid his body over mine and wrapped his arms around me. The warmth of his body warmed and excited my skin, covered my mouth with his. The kiss was warm and passionate, as full of desire as I felt, and it contained all the passion I felt for myself. Knowing that he wanted me was an intoxicating and rewarding experience. He moved his mouth away from mine and down to my breasts. He kissed and sucked my nipples so hard they hurt. His hands moved across my hips and my buttocks, bringing me closer to him and pressing his entire erection against my stomach. Say it any way you want, Ayeska... kissed my stomach before allowing herself to descend... carefully separated my thighs. I arched myself against his mouth as he devoured me and used his tongue to separate my wet lips, the tip of his tongue striking my clitoris, and I twisted my whole body with a hard-on. Put your stick on me... The fort? I watched him take the latex out of the package and put it in. He stretched my legs carefully as he knelt between them. It was very sensual to watch as his dark hands moved over my bare thighs. He put the head of his stick against my vagina, and he slid inside me. I arched my back and opened my legs even more, and I shivered as he penetrated fully inside me. My hips following the rhythm of your hips pounding hard and deep. <unk>Yes....aaaaaaaaaaa...sommmm....aaaaaaa what a craving....fucks me...eats me...somm...aaaaaaa strong....deep...<unk> I groaned, feeling the deep punches and wishing for more and more. I hugged him tightly, feeling his manly body squeezing me into the bed, breathing his scent, feeling his skin in my hands, his dick on my mead shag, feeling the thickness of it tightening my vaginal walls, a pleasure and a pain that made me shake with such madness. Pedro was provoking in me sensations that I had never experienced in all my life. The hard kicks and his hot dick and his mouth on mine was all I wanted and all I needed, and the pleasure he gave me was so intense, I didn't know where my body began and his ended. He slowed down his strokes, and raised his head. Our eyes met. He was possessed by a passion that he couldn't express, and that he didn't bother to hide. The way we fit together was perfect, which was almost painful. He dug deep inside me, passed a hand over my hip and lifted one of my legs. I want to stay on top...I want to eat you...swallow your dick...while he eats me...aaaaa....Pedroooooooo.....aaaaaaa He laughed softly at my request, but parted from me. I climbed on top of him, and I lowered my body with everything on his thick cock, feeling it almost tear me. A shiver ran down my back as I began to move. His hands caressed my thighs and my hips, and he grabbed me, showing me the rhythm he wanted. The firm thrusts of his body under mine lifted us from the bed and forced my bouquet to receive every inch of his thick, hard cock. I would squeeze my pocket around his dick, milking, feeling it throbbing, pulsating inside me. I let my head fall back as I moved on top of it. Peter knew me, me and my body, in a way that I didn't even understand. He passed his thumbs over my smaller lips as I rode him, my hips going back and forth, my pocket pressing on his groin. I felt my clitoris gently caressed. His pretty face twitched as the muscles of my sex stretched against the pleasure and orgasm that came uncontrollably. My little whore, my little dog in heat, she's turning on my cock, she's turning on my cock, she's turning on my cock, she's turning on my cock. He sat down as I began to mock, embraced me, and rocked me gently as my mockery exploded. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him hard. Our tongues slid against each other, exploiting every moist sensation as he rolled endlessly over his roll. What a mouthful you've got. I laughed and kissed him softly. He put his hands behind my back, grabbed my ass, and ran me over. We're not finished. <unk>Aaaaaa.. I know....ohhhhhh...I know <unk> I whispered against your mouth as I kissed your lips. I lost myself in his kiss as we turned, and he pulled me upside down, and I groaned loudly, feeling him move with steady and firm strokes, and my insides trembled with every push, and with every retreat. I stroked your face, it's enough for me, it's enough, don't hold it, it's enough, I want to feel your hot fucking in the bottom of my pussy. I took his face in my hands and forced him to look at me as he entered me for the last time. His body trembled with the force of orgasm. I looked into his eyes, and then he lowered his body down to mine. With bodies sticky with sweat, we lay there, embracing and gasping for breath, for a long time. Finally, he separated from me and fell on his stomach. How about a shower? Hmm... sounds like fun. I got out of bed and looked at him for a moment before I went into the bathroom. When I was in the shower, turning on the faucet, he joined me. He pulled me into his arms, and kissed me. I loved to feel his hands moving on my body. I gasped a little, bent down and took his stick in my hands. I held his balls and massaged them carefully, while my mouth sucked the tip of his glans and then swallowed his stick. Holding my head, he lightly thrust his thick stick into my small mouth, leaving my cheeks full. When he couldn't take it anymore, he pushed me away. With his mouth on mine, and his hands running over my body, I began to tremble with desire. The cold tiled wall of the shower met my breasts that squeezed as Peter squeezed my buttocks I felt his stick between my groin, rubbing, scratching he pulled my hair. My bouquet was contracting all over and my ass was winking in anticipation of what was coming. Peter had been the first to eat my ass, and if it were up to me, the last, so I leaned against him, groaning as I felt his fingers make their way into my tight ass. I couldn't help the chill that went through my body almost immediately. <unk>Ohhhh....Pedro....aaaaaaaaaaa..... <unk>Uhmm <unk> he sighed, and sank his face between my neck and neck. I felt his fingers take off and position his stick into the tight little hole in my anus. "Slowly...love...slowly...aaaaaaaaaaa...uuuiiiiiiiii"... - I groaned and screamed as I felt his thick, hot dick enter my ass. I'd open and close... and I'd slowly swallow... feeling my guilt... Pain and pleasure. I pushed my butt further towards him as I felt his fingers rubbing against my clitoris, and in one firm thrust, he came in with everything. <unk> Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa tight ass....- patted my ass and started coming in and out. With my eyes closed, I could feel him opening my ass. My clitoris swelled, emitting bumps with every touch of your fingers. My anus squeezed his dick and in a scream he taunted my ass. We wait a little longer, wait for our breaths to settle, and then we take a bath slowly, one soaping the other. The hunger we felt was so great that even after he had enjoyed it twice, realizing that my bouquet was once again wet with excitement and excitement... He raised me up against the cold wall of tiles, I wrapped his waist with his legs, while he invested again. He lowered his head to my shoulder and made a muffled sound. Love will be in pain for days... His dick wasn't long, but it was thick, and feeling it inside of me was worth being in pain for days. Tomorrow I won't be able to sit down without thinking of you... He groaned and dug deeper. <unk>Aaaaaaaaaaa how you are hotaaa...how you give yourself totally....aaaaa tesudaaaa.... His next punch was strong, and his heat and rigidity ripped out several intermittent moans from me, propping me up against the wall, clenching his teeth into my shoulder, scratching my skin as he began to accelerate the pace of his punches. I loved it and moaned every time I felt it blasting nonstop inside of me. Loud and deep. Are you kidding me? I closed my eyes and nibbled at my lip, and the steady, firm stroking of his roll inside of me was like dying over and over again. I groaned a little, and the orgasm exploded in my body. Oh, my God. I was just kidding. My fingernails got stuck in his back. <unk>Issoooo...gozaaaaa....so, love...aaaaaaaaaa <unk> He grabbed me tightly against him. <unk> If he surrenders to me... surrenders to me...aaaaaaaaaa...whore...my whore...my... Ayesk@ #Copyright reserved.Prohibited reproduction, in whole or in part, as well as its transfer to third parties, except with the author's formal authorization.Law 5988 of 1973#