The Birth of a Machine 2

For those who don't know, it is the continuation of story 11085 ‒ The day was hard to pass, every hour I kept looking at the hours waiting for Selma's arrival... had not commented anything with molecada even because I was sure that no one would believe me ... in the evening, I was playing on the street with colleagues when I see her coming ... wonderful, rebellious ... tried to act naturally but could not unclutter her eyes which came smiling - "Look there boy ... you will not be running much and getting tired. Otherwise you do not sleep, fainting". ‒ and he went inside, rolling that ball and smiling ... I understood the message perfectly... the bitch was making waves with my face because I got sloppy and turned off at the first fun of my life. Mom asking what miracle was that of running to the bathroom without anyone telling you, brushing your teeth after dinner with no order and still sitting in the living room watching TV exhaling the smell of deodorant all over my body... "Yeah? You're going to fight me too because I did it without you telling?!" After a while, Selma starts getting ready for sleep ... her mattress is on its place ... she took advantage and got mine, my sisters went to the sofa bed, my parents to their bedroom ... I knew my sisters were still awake, but with the light off in that semi-darkness it was easy to slide her hand underneath my bedsheet and hers and reach for their thighs... soft, warm, velvety... she stood across from me and very slowly opened up those wonderful legs a little bit. That big woman twice my age, worrying about putting on some sexy panties for a 13-year-old boy... I felt the softness of those meats underneath her lace. The moisture that was starting to take over his pants. when I finally put my hand under her panties to caress that sweet little girl, another surprise... she had trimmed the hairs ... just a bit of well-trimmed pubic hair above the cleft ... delirious !!! I tried to slide my two fingers into the canal, but after a while she held my hand and guided it upwards. A little button that was unknown to me (I had never heard of clitoris in 1976, yes "clamp", but all I knew is that it stayed on the scrotum and did not even know for what purpose) then I thought, "if that's the way you like it, this is how I will do" and stood there bouncing her little cricket without knowing... she began to make a few swirls following my hand movements... her breath started getting faster, her arm embraced me by the waist ... her pelvis started giving stitches in my hand ... her hug got tighter and, with a deep sigh, she softened her body ... her pussy was very wet ... I was worried about the slight noise of her sighs but noticed that my sisters were already snoring She was lowering her panties very slowly while I still caressed that little scraper woman then she turned to my side and came with a hand for my shorts ... held my dick which hurt so hard and put it back in his mouth... I stomped again .. she started to suck me then, without stopping rubbing the xana on my face... instinctively since she was sucking me and it was very tasty I began sucking her too ... felt the pressure that made when he sensed my tongue in his mouthpiece .. in jets that started inside her mouth but which with the punches I gave ended up coming out of her mouth and fondling her face... she gently pulled my head from between her legs, turned me belly-up and sat on the mattress watching my sisters... after making sure they were both sleeping sound asleep, knelt down on the sides of my head and lowered the hose into my mouth rolling over my face and I licked this wonder ... the spike, who at thirteen years old had barely gotten off was bullet point again ... there it is kneeling ... holding the strap of her dress, with a blowjob on my face... she was looking at me in the eyes, biting her lips... rolling around... turning her eyes back and forth. Suddenly, she started speeding up again and began to make fun of my face ... caressing my face with her juices... and didn't calm down... put her hands on the mattress and lowered her body as far as my dick... In my boyish fantasies, I used to try and guess how old I'd be when I stuck my dick in a real pussy like the one I rarely saw in cartoon magazines that once in life then again in death came into my hands... she positioned herself on top of the roll, gave another check-up at my sisters ... A little smile for me ... wonderful... I grabbed the bar of her dress and started to climb ... she guessed my intentions and hung up the gown at the waist so that I could see, for the first time, my dick inside a cunt ... and what a cunt !!! i was sure it was coveted by many cravings ... (I don't know where I got that idea from)... we continued this interference for a few minutes until the pleasant sensation began to approach me again ... in waves... she noticed it ... started accelerating movements and rubbing my pussy on me with her stick all set up ... (today I know that so, she slowed down my laughing slightly and speeded up hers)... so when she was going to start mocking he started climbing and descending again ... spitting inside and out ... came closer and kissed me again .. then I could not hold anymore ... together with her...with our tongues twisted into each other ... ours!!! It's too much !!! After this wonderful fun, a little bit of grabbing ... some kisses and she got up and went to the bathroom ... when he returned, sat on his mattress, gave me a kiss, lay down on the other side and we slept happily. From roll almost every day ... depending on the vote I will tell how I managed to eat that bundle .