Sold !
I'm 22 years old, long brown hair, green eyes, large breasts and hips.
My mother was very poor, and when I was 16, I was sold, which is very common where I come from, to Dr. Torres, the town figure.
One afternoon a tall, strong, dark man wearing boots and a hat, got out of a truck and called for my mother, measuring me from head to toe, I was wearing an old dress, which was already a little short for me.
I remember not liking the way he looked at me, like the neighbor's cat looking at a house mouse.
Because I have a strong temper, I met him for the first time, and I noticed that he was about 28 years old, a scar on his face, which gave a dangerous look to him, I felt my heart shoot, my legs tremble, and I slid my gaze by his neck thick strong chest and ...
I turned my eyes away with a frown, and invited him to come in, he took me by the arm, raised my face with his hand, making me face him and asked: How old are you? Do you know who knows who I am?
Furious, I let go of my arm, stared at him with a thunderous look, and replied: "I'm 16 years old, old enough to
Knowing that you're the owner of San Juan Farm, and with all the money you have, you should have learned to be more polite...
At this moment my mother appears at the door and gives me a pull giving me a loud slap in the face, and orders: - Apologize! Addressing the doctor says: I don't know who this girl came out to...
I whispered an apology, faced him and walked out...
When I hear his voice say, "I've come for the girl!"
In my family it was already customary for women to serve the boss's wishes, I read... because I didn't expect someone so...
He was so manly.
But with a seeming calmness that I was far from feeling, I went up to him and said:_Wait till I get my things!
Smiling maliciously, he said, "That won't be necessary!"
With my heart racing, I got in the car, and we drove quietly to the farm.
Arriving there, he led me to a bathroom which had bathtub mirrors and a chair, he sat down ordered me:- take off your clothes.
Embarrassed, I turned my back on him, tears of humiliation ran down my face, I took off my dress, leaving only my underwear, I bent down to take it off, exposing my bright, round ass to his gaze.
He rises and approaches me, without touching me, my heart races, my breasts turn red, my body seems to burn under his eyes he commands in a hoarse voice: - Turn around!
I obey and hear him let out a groan of agony, close his eyes, take a step back.
I take your reaction, as rejection whisper, turning your face,_I feel disappoint you...
He pulls back, gluing my naked body to his dress, and puts my hand on his racing heart and then on the big, hard member that pulsates under my fingers, and whispers kissing my ear and caressing my body:
Trembling I feel my legs creaking, as I feel him touch my femininity, wet and tight.
I rub more against him, touching his male chest covered with hair, and I feel insecure, discovering his warm and brown skin, he moves away a little and takes off his shirt and opens his pants, making his thick and hard cock rub against my xana, he starts to kiss me and wandering caressing my breasts and my groin, with his long and thick fingers, I feel my body tremble, and I half bow more to him moaning: Ah... no... stop... our... he... he intensifies his caresses by sliding his lips on my skin and sticking them on my xana making me scream with pleasure, putting my first orgasm on his lips, sucking all my nectar, carefully shaking me, his head gently thrown to the side, squeezing his body against his head, until I tremble and shortness of breath.
I open my eyes and I see him naked at my feet looking at me with lust and desire, he takes me in his arms and puts me in the bathtub next to him, saying: now it's my turn!
I look at him confused, trembling and frightened at the size of his dowry, and babble: No...I know...no...he caresses my face and murmurs touch me with your mouth, explore me!
I obey and start to caress him first with my fingers then with my mouth, making moans and sighs of pleasure, I take the soap and start to wash it, my fingers finally reach his petulance that seems to grow in my hand that slides up and down, he growls, and moans: Ay...so.... he sucks... dust in... his mouth... I close my lips on the head of your dick and start to suck it slowly until I feel almost all the speech inside, it vibrates and pulses, I feel his hands holding my head and closing it in the bottom of my throat, movements come and go, almost suffocating me, his screams and his penis begins to gush, filling my mouth with a liquid, whispering.... he pulls... he pulls my breast... he kisses me... he feeds me... he hugs me... he breathes deeply, he hugs me... and I end up hungry.
He takes me in his arms after bathing me and takes me to his room laying me on his bed...
If you're interested, write to angellina10@ig.com.br and tell us what you think.
My mother was very poor, and when I was 16, I was sold, which is very common where I come from, to Dr. Torres, the town figure.
One afternoon a tall, strong, dark man wearing boots and a hat, got out of a truck and called for my mother, measuring me from head to toe, I was wearing an old dress, which was already a little short for me.
I remember not liking the way he looked at me, like the neighbor's cat looking at a house mouse.
Because I have a strong temper, I met him for the first time, and I noticed that he was about 28 years old, a scar on his face, which gave a dangerous look to him, I felt my heart shoot, my legs tremble, and I slid my gaze by his neck thick strong chest and ...
I turned my eyes away with a frown, and invited him to come in, he took me by the arm, raised my face with his hand, making me face him and asked: How old are you? Do you know who knows who I am?
Furious, I let go of my arm, stared at him with a thunderous look, and replied: "I'm 16 years old, old enough to
Knowing that you're the owner of San Juan Farm, and with all the money you have, you should have learned to be more polite...
At this moment my mother appears at the door and gives me a pull giving me a loud slap in the face, and orders: - Apologize! Addressing the doctor says: I don't know who this girl came out to...
I whispered an apology, faced him and walked out...
When I hear his voice say, "I've come for the girl!"
In my family it was already customary for women to serve the boss's wishes, I read... because I didn't expect someone so...
He was so manly.
But with a seeming calmness that I was far from feeling, I went up to him and said:_Wait till I get my things!
Smiling maliciously, he said, "That won't be necessary!"
With my heart racing, I got in the car, and we drove quietly to the farm.
Arriving there, he led me to a bathroom which had bathtub mirrors and a chair, he sat down ordered me:- take off your clothes.
Embarrassed, I turned my back on him, tears of humiliation ran down my face, I took off my dress, leaving only my underwear, I bent down to take it off, exposing my bright, round ass to his gaze.
He rises and approaches me, without touching me, my heart races, my breasts turn red, my body seems to burn under his eyes he commands in a hoarse voice: - Turn around!
I obey and hear him let out a groan of agony, close his eyes, take a step back.
I take your reaction, as rejection whisper, turning your face,_I feel disappoint you...
He pulls back, gluing my naked body to his dress, and puts my hand on his racing heart and then on the big, hard member that pulsates under my fingers, and whispers kissing my ear and caressing my body:
Trembling I feel my legs creaking, as I feel him touch my femininity, wet and tight.
I rub more against him, touching his male chest covered with hair, and I feel insecure, discovering his warm and brown skin, he moves away a little and takes off his shirt and opens his pants, making his thick and hard cock rub against my xana, he starts to kiss me and wandering caressing my breasts and my groin, with his long and thick fingers, I feel my body tremble, and I half bow more to him moaning: Ah... no... stop... our... he... he intensifies his caresses by sliding his lips on my skin and sticking them on my xana making me scream with pleasure, putting my first orgasm on his lips, sucking all my nectar, carefully shaking me, his head gently thrown to the side, squeezing his body against his head, until I tremble and shortness of breath.
I open my eyes and I see him naked at my feet looking at me with lust and desire, he takes me in his arms and puts me in the bathtub next to him, saying: now it's my turn!
I look at him confused, trembling and frightened at the size of his dowry, and babble: No...I know...no...he caresses my face and murmurs touch me with your mouth, explore me!
I obey and start to caress him first with my fingers then with my mouth, making moans and sighs of pleasure, I take the soap and start to wash it, my fingers finally reach his petulance that seems to grow in my hand that slides up and down, he growls, and moans: Ay...so.... he sucks... dust in... his mouth... I close my lips on the head of your dick and start to suck it slowly until I feel almost all the speech inside, it vibrates and pulses, I feel his hands holding my head and closing it in the bottom of my throat, movements come and go, almost suffocating me, his screams and his penis begins to gush, filling my mouth with a liquid, whispering.... he pulls... he pulls my breast... he kisses me... he feeds me... he hugs me... he breathes deeply, he hugs me... and I end up hungry.
He takes me in his arms after bathing me and takes me to his room laying me on his bed...
If you're interested, write to angellina10@ig.com.br and tell us what you think.
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