The Doorknob - While They Were Sleeping!

The latch of the door: while they slept! I'm L and I'm going to tell you a story that is funny and that has spice up (despite the regrets) my sex life with my partner Lê. It was nice when I went to visit Le... the room just for us, double bed - we climbed all night! At first it was the door handle - it was broken, leaving a gap between the door and the wall. We put a towel on it, but even then, we didn't have the peace of mind to have a good fuck without worrying about the screams and moans that could be heard by the other residents of the house. Especially because, depending on the angle of who was sitting on the living room couch, you could see part of the bed -- and everything that was going on in it. Saturday mornings were a living hell, and you couldn't get to the ever-welcome morning scramble without hearing the movements of those "holy" evangelical ladies. As much as I complained, the hatch problem was solved, but there was another: the lock... One of those goddamn mornings, we were lying in bed, still in foreplay, and he had his hands inside my panties, crawling on my back, and I was writhing in hotness, already wet, when his grandmother (a 72-year-old woman) came into the room. The poor lady was in shock, and we, we pretended that nothing had happened. I went crazy with anger about it... Where was our privacy? I decided that I would buy and put a lock on that door myself - or I would have no more sex! I bought the one with the latch and put it in myself... there were no tools in that house, but I figured it out. While I was putting that latch on the door, I was talking obscenities to him... inciting his wildest side... promising him what "he liked best" that night... We lay in bed watching TV, as usual, but I was boiling inside: the worst thoughts were going through my head, I imagined a thousand things... Our beds are very warm, he is the ideal partner, because he gives wings to my imagination, especially because only with him I see the possibility of realizing my darkest fantasies and tarts. I began to kiss him, and the mere sensation of that tongue in my mouth drove me mad and made me all wet. Then he began to slide down my neck and my lap, and soon he was sucking my breasts - which in that sleazy mouth have hard beaks and are even more rosy from so much hardness. I moaned pleasantly - without worrying about the fact that in the next room, two evangelical ladies (and not sex practitioners) were sleeping the sleep of the righteous... I would whine sweetly in his ear and ask "bite me", "suck more", "finish me", "I want to feel your hunger", "mama... sweet mama in your little whore" - which, to my masochistic ecstasy was promptly answered. I enjoyed like a whore in the heat when he stuck his teeth in my right nipple and in a jump, fell on his mouth on that juicy stick, which was already drooling with excitement for what was about to happen... I sucked it nice, I squeezed hard between my lips that tight head... Lightly, I sucked, I sucked that member that pulsed inside my motherfucking little mouth. I went as far as I could, because he is very well endowed and then climbed licking that cock, slowly to the head... slowly and then faster. And I realized, like a bitch who likes to see that he works well, that he was hallucinating with it... He moaned, almost crying "stop, stop... " "chupa, you little whore, this cock, very tasty guy"... It just so happens that in a fuck, I like to give the orders, and I stopped sucking him - which made him desperate - by ordering him to "fuck me hot". Of course I was seen. First Lé came over, put his head on the door of my xanax (which was already completely wet, because he had already mocked once and was crazy with desire for having sucked on that tesudo cock) and was playing... judging me. It made me a bitch of life, but deep down, it was good... He kept rubbing his cock in my throat, boiling with that huge stick my bowl, taking me to the sky! And, without me noticing, he pushed with all his strength, in a single blow, that juicy mouth, tearing me inside. Tasty bowl... Strong and deep... And another... And another... He pushed so hard that it did not take long I was already licking his sweet baby again. He knows the pain of pleasure and I like to feel it every time I have multiple orgasms. He made me feel full of life, but deep down, it was good... He kept rubbing his cock in my throat, boiling with that huge stick my bowl, taking me to the sky! And, without me noticing, he pushed me with all his strength, in a single blow, that juicy bowl, tearing me inside. Tastful bowl... Strong and deep and another... And another... He pushed so hard that it did not take long before I was already licking his sweet baby again. He knows the measure of pain of my bowl and I like to feel it. He was still enjoying me. He licking me with his cock under my bowl. As soon as I was done, he turned me on my stomach and fucked my wife again. I moaned loudly, hot... I asked him to say things to me... "call me a bitch", "call me a whore", "you like to fuck me, you stubborn macho", and he would complete "cow", "bitch", "give it to me", "give it to me", "feel my dick in your pussy", "I'll tear you all up, you piranha"... I was crazy about it, I was joking and I almost lost my senses when he, pulling me by the waist, put me on four - position in which he likes to put on me. I let him give the first blows felt the head of that stick in my uterus and that pain numbed me, I rolled like a bitch, I was the whore he fucked without paying! When I realized that he was almost joking, I said "I want you to fuck me". He went crazy... I like to fuck her, and he likes to fuck her even more. However, due to the size of that member and my cousin still being very tight, we do not vary much in the positions: the penetration usually has to be done in stages ... I stand up, and he puts, after a lot of lubricant, the little head ... So, attached, then I sit down very slowly on that huge mast and after my little hole is already wider, he puts me on all fours and hot ... (all this without removing the stick from inside my ass). After being completely penetrated, he does that come and go that drives me crazy, holding me tightly in the hips - at that time I feel like a creature! Who is fucked by his male ... the bitch of that red bitch, the ass of that pot! It's the thrill ... I enter into a trance when I give it! However, due to the circumstance that we were "inaugurating" our privacy, I wanted to do something different and I suggested, face to face, that I wanted to try a roast chicken (without such anal foreplay). I lubricated my little hole, which by this time of the championship was already blinking with so much desire for that prick - crazy to be fucking hot - and he started... At first it was difficult... but while he was trying to penetrate me, boiling my xana, playing with my cricket, sucking my tits... my head went in, I let out a groan of satisfaction and said "put it all in"... he put every inch of that member that was throbbing with hardness in my ass, slowly... while I twisted and let out long groans of pleasure... He'd go crazy seeing me like that, and he'd start shoving his dick up my ass, like, really hard, and he'd take his dick out almost whole, and then he'd bury it all the way down to the heel, and all the while, he'd stick his fingers one by one into my little toy, and he'd make fun of me all the time. I was going crazy and asking for "more", "strength" and that fucking was getting better and better: the back-and-forth movement made my whole body follow that rhythm, my pink, tough beaks invited him to a banquet. And he sucked me tasty... I'd ask him to call me a bitch and he'd slap me and spit violently in my face, as if he was mad at me... he was a beast, we were two beasts! I was already adjusting one orgasm to the other when Lê gave me the mercy shot: he stuck his teeth into my beak, stuck his fingers (almost his whole hand) into my shaft and violently fucked my ass and my shaft at the same rhythm, strong and deep punches that tore me inside. That crazy creature increased the rhythm of the shots and I felt the pressure of that fuck inside me. He was on the verge of mocking and I rolled harder on that hot member... In a spasm, I watched that stallion tremble and roll his eyes on me, melting from so much mocking. And the joy of that macho was a mixture of pain and pleasure that instigated my sadistic side: he had an expression of pain, but it was also an expression of relief and pleasure. I could then feel the hot jet of that fuck flooding my ass, flowing through my butt, through my boot and mixing with my joy. He moaned, relieved and pleased and grateful. Without a shadow of a doubt, slamming that door was the best thing I'd ever done for our sexual privacy... That night, we moaned and laughed like two animals in the heat, and all I wished was that the angels would accompany the dreams of those "holy ladies" who slept in the next room...