Eating the coolest newcomer in the neighborhood (Part 3)

Eating Camila's ass at the motel was so good, in two days I wanted to do it again. - He 's gone . - What's going on? - You didn't talk to me yesterday. - Oh, sorry. lt's been a long day - You got what you wanted, right? - I wish you wouldn't. - I thought you were gonna leave me in the vacuum. I want you many times more - She only wants me for sex. -I'm married, but I promise to make nice with you. - Men are all the same - So you offend me I feel sorry for you. - Camila, we're in a good place. We have fun and our commitment is only pleasure and secrecy. I'm not charging you anything, just missing out. That ass of yours is too hot. - You look like you're enjoying yourself. - I like it a lot. She was in pain, you see... - But you enjoyed it. - Look, I've enjoyed horrors. - I'm already hard up here. - My pepper is getting a little wet. We're meeting today. I'm just gonna come up with something nice and get out of here. - Well , let me know . You're crazy to suck his cock. It'll be all yours. It's been half an hour and Camila is already talking again on zap: - I'm at the pharmacy. I'll be there in a minute. In less than 10 minutes, Camila was already in my car. She lay on my lap and had been sucking my lollipop all the way to the motel. I sucked really good. We got to the hotel and she kept pooping my pussy in the garage. She made a deep throat, felt the stick touch her neck. Almost choked at some moments. She wanted to make fun of me but I held back and let her suck freely. We got out of the car and went straight into her suite. I've been right in her pussy, ripped off her panties and sucked on it good. He moaned and held my head over his belly with his hands. She was giving signs that she would tease me, so I started to eat her little mouthpiece. I threw hard wood. She squeezed me with her hands. The strokes were strong. Her breathing became more gasping and her heart shot up at a rock-solid rhythm. Camila's joy was intense. She laughed and got all soft. I put her on a tray and started to shove it into her skirt. Slowly, slowly, stepping up the rhythm. I placed her knees in bed and went from behind to eat his bundle. My dick fitted into her asshole and began fucking that cute little arse of hers. The bitch liked to give me pussy. Enough sighing being pissed off; she likes the stick totally stuck in my butt. This time I ate her cock with condom so she would go home without any pants. I threw her four-legged. Then made her sit on my poop. So I got her back on all fours, and when it was time to make fun of me, I took out my stick and condom and put the whole milk in her little mouth. She swallowed everything without ceremony. Then she did a complete cleaning job. My dick is clean. We went to the bathroom together and ate Camila in the shower. I found her on the wall and stuck a stick into my mouthpiece. It was quick, but it didn't take long for me to end up making fun of her inside her little pocket, but she almost got all fucked out in the showers. She put on her clothes but kept her panties with me. She came home without any underwear and left her private part as my trophy. The night she sends a zap - Hey I'll have to buy a stock of underwear you kkk freak. You're going to need it. -I'm even learning to walk without kkkk reduce the heat - Everything has its use. - Mother asking where I 'd gone - And you answered what? - That I was close to paradise kkk - She said what? I'm exhausted, what a man. Who wants to be hot? - It's not my fault I was made this way. What's good and tasty is meant to be appreciated. - You're never satisfied. Kkk and I still have homework today. How do you manage? If I don't eat at home, she might think I have another kkk. - What are you doing? - You look like you're jealous. I know I'm just the other one relieving your tensions. Jealousy is bad. - Too confident in the KKK. I'll bring you home this week when she goes to work. - You're crazy to make such a fuss. No, I'm just here to make out with you. - No, but your house. - Relax and enjoy it. - It's not 51, but it sounds like a good idea. We stopped talking and I made an appointment to bring my princess home for dinner, because she thought it was a good idea.