The mule stole from me .

I met Bruno on MSN, and we were instantly identifiable -- he's crazy about a greasy, fleshy, spiky ass, I'm hallucinating about a tongue in my ass and a pleasure-hungry roll -- and we exchanged phone calls and started talking pretty much every day of the week. We met in the hallway of his apartment, and as soon as we walked in, he put his hand on my fleshy ass, over the trousers I was wearing, and within seconds, he was in his underwear, and I started smoothing out his pussy as I felt his mouth slide down my shoulders. Wow, what a surprise! Even though Bruno was skinny, really skinny, the guy had a very thick roll. As soon as she got totally hard, I could barely hold her in a handshake. My admiration turned simultaneously into fear as well. How to endure a punch like that? My ass was far from being accustomed to a thickness of that size. But since we had started... With his super-hard stick pointed at the ceiling, Bruno turned his back on me and began to undress me, taking the opportunity to pass the stick on my ass, shrinking me. After leaving me completely naked, he pushed me on my stomach on the bed and stuck his wet and soft tongue in my blinking ass. The guy really loved to suck a butt. He licked and nibbled and penetrated me with his hot tongue. I couldn't stand it and I started moaning. His tongues got more and more nervous. His hands completely opened up my butt bands, exposing my ring completely and even his lips crushed my lord. I started rolling in his face and I could hear, in a half-muffled way, him saying that my butt was a delight, that I was a horny. Sometimes I would run into his penis and try to shove it all in his mouth. So big, the saliva would run down his entire member. I loved that way of choking him. I would choke the giant out of his mouth and hold my trophy. Slowly, Bruno moved away to the edge of the bed and put me in a four-<unk> position that I love <unk> and sucked my ass again, now fully unbloomed. I, without restraint, caught myself smiling alone and with the super-hard stick, a fact that seemed to make my male even more cocky. As soon as he took his tongue out of my ass, I could feel his roll already caught rubbing on my groin, going up and down. Every now and then, the head of the pike would fit naturally on my neck and give small strokes, all done in a relaxed way. At some moments I would again come out of that position to poop his bong again and simultaneously feel the taste of my own tail and quite lubricate that respectful look. In that affectionate bastard, my cousin was dilating painlessly and Bruno was convincing me that, in that way, it was very natural any ass to endure a dick like that, especially mine who was hungry for roll. The minutes passed and his roll grew bolder and bolder in the brush strokes on my ring. I could feel, even happier, that the head of his dick was already practically swallowed by my ass. Such fits on my ass now took longer and, with so much saliva and patience, his dick was sliding on my ass like a screw, gently opening every millimeter of my rectum. "What an ass delight, man. What a tasty ass!" He repeated that phrase like a mantra. Oh, how sweet you are. Slowly, darling. Oh, what a good fuck! I whispered like a little whore. And so we went on until I found myself pushing my butt towards his waist until I felt this huge, thick, all-little, all-little roll inside my butt. What happiness. To be sure of that phenomenon, I put my fingers in the gutter and I could see that his bag had already settled on my thighs. I felt no pain, only a boner. I felt completely filled, but not suffocated. It was perfectly delicious. "Oh, my love, it's all in! Is all this shit in my ass?!" I asked affirmingly. I saved it all in that delicious ass, now I'm going to fuck you, see? My male then grabbed me by the waist and began to push hard, even making a noise. We both started to restrain ourselves, because our desire was to scream. I, with the tail already all broken, was five, that is, with the head crushed on the armchair and the whole butt to the ceiling. When I remembered a porn movie, I killed an old desire: I opened well the bands of the butt, next to the river and, at the same time that I fully exposed my tail to that delicious invasion, I could feel Bruno practically holding me while supporting my firm waist. The bastard realizing my whore, pulled the whole spike from my ass and ordered me to open the bands even more. My real well was smooth, and without folds. I even wanted to feel a vacuum inside the rectum. It only reminds me to hit a punch wherever I am. Fucking motherfucker! He didn't seem to believe it either. "That's good, baby. Do more like that. You're breaking me, you son of a bitch!" "I was out of control". "Look what you're doing to my ass". After several repetitions of this mischief, I told him that I couldn't stand it anymore, but I wanted to make fun of him by hitting my butt with a blowtorch. Meanwhile, the bastard had loved that anal exposure, and once again exposing my busted ass, I couldn't stand it and enjoyed being a hot dog. I made a girl. My folds were so dilated that I could barely feel the flashes of orgasm. So Bruno quickly took off his sweatshirt and started punching himself watching me like that, at five with my tail all busted and flashing. That's pretty much what I heard when I felt that warm, wonderful rain on my butt. "Have a good time, darling, and fuck all that shit up in your fancy little whore". Since I was leaning all over, that cream ran all over my ribs. Exhausted, I dropped my body slowly, lying on my stomach on the bed. Even if I had put my legs together, I could still understand the "miracle" that bird had done on my ass. I could bury four fingers in it without difficulty. When I was about to finish changing, Bruno came back from the bathroom saying that the next time he wanted me to sit and roll on that super stick. If I didn't know his patience and affection, I would say that it would be practically impossible, but after feeling how competent he was, the least I could say is that I was already anxious. Walks out of the apartment rolling like a bitch, with him patting my ass all fucked up and confessing: <unk>to fissured in that ass!<unk> My longing for his cock increased even more in the following hours when, naturally, my ass began to return to normal, and as it contracted, it made me want to feel again that feeling of being pierced with sweetness.