I die and don't see it all

I'm dying and not seeing everything.

So that you can give an image of what I'm going to tell , and it was real, I give my description. I have 1.88, 90k hair, big dick, never measured, but I know he is a divorced male, and just ... Of course, I won't lie, sometimes made guys in my life, always been glazed on a bunch, in the kitchen macho if it were crazy so no one speaks... But we know for some these situations are completely seasonal, actually never looked for faces , transes which occurred were accidental and happened at times very hotness, those who blind self-censorship, you know ... Early on a weekday morning, I was browsing the Internet and saw some ads for GLs.com and started reading them but to be honest with you because of too much time I would never have written any one of them not out of prejudice but simply because I don't believe in these types of meetings well it just so happens that I decided to leave my ad on this site saying that I couldn't classify myself as passive or active since my experience in this field is absolutely limited and at 39 years old I already had difficulty dedicating myself to self-classification especially with guys Of course, I received the most varied e-mails some of them quite interesting but one caught my attention it was from a guy who called himself Hteenquerh@.... The guy sent 3 photos , 1 his face in the bath and 2 his stick hard young let me describe. In the photo you could see that he had no hair, a body of those who spend their lives wanting to have, perfect body has never seen academy defined by nature, a face bordering on perfection eager and innocent eyes full of vice mouth , again, perfect nose which seemed to be taken from a fox so delicate and rounded thing .. The other picture showed the boy's body from chest down, with a hard stick which besides being big was held by one of his hands and surely another hand would fit it and still have some left over before its head. It was large and warhead-shaped; in the last photo he had put the camera between his legs, and beaten up the photograph of his also tough cock, and glimpsed a knife that reminded me of a religious vision so beautiful. In his message he said that he had gone crazy with a hard-on, because in addition to liking older guys and hairy ones, he really did have an erection on people who never ranked, for besides until this day has not given, he only fucked men of the same age as him, or if older, little more. I sent the answer to him, and it said that , of course, he was too handsome, and that particularly me, although thinking myself very well fitted and also beautiful, didn't believe such a pretty boy would be interested, and sent a picture of face. To my surprise, the kid handed me a bar of soap and said I was horny. It just so happens that I'm dating a girl who was already married, and whenever we can take the weekend to stay here at home, and in matters of bed sex and mischief I can say that people complete each other on an almost full tuning level, but that asshole, that skin, that face never left my head nor how many punches I touched thinking about myself eating that little guy, making him suck my pussy, he saw from four sides, offering himself for me, crazy to give this beautiful tail I'm gonna burn that body even more. We exchanged some three or four messages, and finally he asked me if we could see each other. Reading the message I almost fell out of my chair because besides being a Thursday, my girlfriend was in Salto visiting family, and I should go there only on Sundays, and ideas began to pass through my head. He couldn't speak at the time, and I heard this sentence:
"Look, it would be nice if we could sit down and have a chat. Can you?" I can answer: "So give me your address if you don't mind so that I will come by at 8:00 today because tomorrow there is no school so I can make an appointment for this day". painted repentance, and in a puff of excitement the head of my dick spoke louder: "Fucking hell I'm going to climb till I get tired today!" House cleaned, and a horny I could no longer control it was just to stop and think that , pronto, already he was tough, eager for an asshole ... arrived 15 minutes early, and asked me up. When I opened the door, besides getting calmer, saw that the picture is nothing different from what I see in person, beautiful absolutely beautiful but one thing really caught my attention: The handshake was strong, determined man's voice had nothing to do with the sincerity of the face on the photo and a smile make us get zonzo . The conversation began gently, silly things that everyone uses to start a chat but my surprise did not stop growing as I saw that even so young he had strong and frank opinions genuinely formed in his head who could only have them concluded rather than simply repeated. The chat was great, I confess that every moment it amazed me even more to see that there are people at an early age who really have content, especially because I've always been a bit prejudiced about the younger ones, something of stupid people, who always think they know what will happen next. I was so overwhelmed, that inwardly I wondered whether to leap on him and tear off his clothes or wait.
"Girl, be honest. You don't have sex with guys very often".
I said, "I told you no. But there have been five or six cases".
He's like, "I figured you got a way of talking that only men have and I get fucking hard in guys like this".
It was done. That's my line:
I said, "Do you like a guy?"
"If I like it, look how my pussy is", and lifting his shirt. He held his stiff stick up over the pants and gave that swing to show me that this state was a sign of greed, only what I didn't imagine is that amongst bastards, He stood up, came to where I was sitting and in a voice that made me dizzy he said: "Here's your face. Take it and feel the size of this fucking thing but take over his trousers". My head disassembled, the little guy wasn't just macho he was crazy and I saw myself for the first time in a situation that besides being amusing it was above all new to me intimately I thought funny how this boy had inside of him a male child who is bossy but still has an illusion about seeing me as some kind of passive man. Rubbing his stiff stick in my face, he ordered me to unzip my pants:
"Open the zipper and smell my fucking pants, that's how it is. Smell my underpants, put your mouth over my panties".
On my knees, not making a sound, I saw him take off his clothes and throw them away carelessly. As he took off his underpants, a large thick and hard roll leaped out of it which he caressed with almost adoring affection; then looking back at me this time with an ice-cold tip, he walked behind me without uttering one sound, put the big warm bag on my back and passed his stick around my neck, touching the tips of my ears, rubbing the ball against my throat and grabbing hold of my hair. On my knees, I almost had the urge to attack that boy. But it was so unusual that at least up until then he commanded me. He got down on his knees behind me, and without letting go of my hair, he shoved a hand inside my underwear and grabbed my ass tightly, and with the middle finger, started wanting to explore. Of course I did mention resistance; it was too young for me when I tried to turn around in protest, just felt him pull my hair back and said "shh!
I felt the kid's finger go up my ass, twirl it around and press down on him like he was some kind of big shot. With the yellow light which radiated from the dim lampshade, I saw that he sat down on the couch and holding his handkerchief, looked at me, and commanded me to approach:
"Come suck that cock" I froze, "Do as I say and blow this dick".
I've sucked a lot of pussy in my life, but never rolled one before. And then I put my mouth around his head and started putting my tongue through it. His face would start to move back and forth, like he was on the verge of eating my mouth with his hand around my neck. He'd put more and more of that fucking thing in my mouth making his hard head sit at the bottom. Opening his legs, he commanded firmly: "Lick my bag now no sucking I want this licked sack. Lick it like you're my little dog". He led me to the fucking drool and showed me that while I was licking his sack, he wanted me to punch him very slowly. My cock was barking so hard from listening to the bastard things that boy liked when I started licking that sack I saw that he began traveling in such a way as moaning took my mouth out of its sack and stuffed it tight for some time then told me to lick again. He was crying and slapping me in the face, sometimes with his mouth full of shit. Then he would hit me on my face by passing his wet head over my eyes and nose and then forcefully put it back into my mouth again. He spoke in a hoarse voice, madly horny, lost in his own daydream: "That whore sucks that roll, swallows my stick, does right or I won't give you any more rolls; come here lick your macho bag, lick faster, which you will still be sucking for a long time to come, now shove all this stuff down your throat, there is one piece left". I sucked that dick for over 20 minutes when he announced,
"Look at me, I'm gonna make fun of your throat, and I want you to swallow my fuck, got it?" sticking stick in my mouth, deep, pumped hard, and the first shot, I felt there at the bottom of the throat purposely took out his dick and made fun the rest on my lips, and face, moaning low, and cursing myself, like a kid, horny. With the dick still hard and not even finished, he would take his cock to my tongue and say: "Mommy son of a bitch leave this roll clean", after enjoying its penis became half-soft and made me suck it and lick the bag while I was lying backwards in relaxation too much.
No, you're not kidding. Come with me and hold my dick that I want to pee on! I thought that the male wanted me to hold his poop while he was peeing, but by mistake in the bathroom. He ordered me to sit on the pot: "Sit there man!
It was too much for me, I thought, "I sit down but if this little stranger pisses on me will have... I sat down, and he told me to suck his cock again, obeyed prepared, to sit my arm on the face if it would prepare what I imagined that could be ready, mammified a little bit of roll, and said stand up 4 above the pot as soon as I put myself in position, felt him again with finger stroking my ass, relaxed when I feel its jet on my tail hot , strong, abundant not well finished, fell from mouth and licking my arse , biting my butt, stood and shrunken, said: "I went into the kitchen drink water, and you will now give me a bath". I'm sure, that really I never expected , that the boy with angelic face was such a bastard, I stood in front of it, simply did not believe because what happened next was such an outrageous thing that I have to report on another story.