Delicious little white cook.

I decided to tell something real that happened recently with me, hope you like it. I live in the western part of São Paulo, 40 years old brown hair and 90 kilos and a bit retarded because I love sex. I hardly had contact with my neighbors because I leave early for work and always come back after nine o'clock at night. At the beginning of March this year, on a rainy day, I had to speed up some reports and decided to stay home two days isolated. It was early Tuesday evening, focusing on my job when I heard some noises outside my apartment. As I was already in need of some space, I had been concentrating on my work for more than three hours. Slowly and almost slouching, I opened the door to see a couple making out at the bottom of the stairs: A cute girl whom I'll call Luana and another boy who lived in the same building but whose floor or name I don't know; they were hugging each other standing upright with him between her legs while she rested one foot against his waist. Her blouse lifted high enough that it reached her breasts. One of them stood outside as he bent over to kiss. They were so horny that they didn't even notice my presence. I walked over carefully to observe, now already enveloped by the hotness of the situation gave me, and just made sure that they did not notice my existence. They all moved around but fucking there was really complicated for both of them. A door was opened downstairs which led almost straight towards them frightening them, and they immediately tried to arrange themselves. Someone called the boy by name and he ran out in direction of the call leaving the cute girl scared on the spot. When he disappeared from my sight, she went up a few steps and heard someone shouting downstairs "With whom were you??..Speak soon"... She all scared ran up towards my apartment, and I to avoid an even more complicated situation opened what was missing of my door standing right in front with the girl who smiled without grace but obviously didn't notice that I saw her. I closed the door and noticed that she was pale and almost crying from fear. I offered her something to drink and led her into the room. She was very inhibited and frightened by the nearly blatant and told me that he was with a friend's boyfriend and engaged ara, keep your mouth open (I loved it). After a few minutes she already calmly asked still to stay there for some more time. She came with me to the home office where I just for disguise took some papers off my desk and threw them in a folder and she still looking at my computer asked permission to browse a little. She's cute, a few pounds overweight but she has the body of a cello, big breasts, very hard. The skirt on her blouse that still had some folds from the mattress confirmed this impression; she must be about 1.65 cm tall, weight not risky but is nice and cuddly smiling ass just above normal which gives me special attraction and wore jeans with low waistline so when she bent down you could see a piece of underwear orange colored I stood next to her who was sitting in the computer chair explaining and touching his arm We continued, and I would occasionally hold her hand on the mouse to guide it and force my thigh against her arm. So I started playing this game. After a while this little game had already created an erotic atmosphere in the room and we were both horny. Me standing right next to her she was always looking at the screen, and her arm is now forced against my stick hard enough soaking up the fabric of the trousers that I wore. I shifted my arms, the right one was on top of hers driving a mouse that at this point just strolled across the screen and the other held her bringing it even closer to my dick very hard and leaning against both arm and chest. The nipples looked like they were going to explode from so much hornyness. I kissed her, sticking my tongue deep into the back of her mouth and lifting up her blouse. Slowly pulling out her bra while still holding on to it; breasts popping out -- huge as they were, nipples hard as nails -- turning her over, leaning against her arse and kissing her neck. She was moving all around with closed eyes and half-turned head toward the ceiling, unzipping her jeans, forcing them downwards. It was difficult because the pants were tight. It took work, but after a while she had only orange panties. I kissed her again and put my hand right on top of the mouthpiece, it was soaked. The fabric was even stained by the dripping juice that made me more horny. Kissing her I drove to the floor in a carpet. I took off my clothes and explored the body dominated by strong passion for both of us. The girl groaned, babbling something incomprehensible. And then I went ahead, removed his panties and at this moment I could better evaluate the level of sexual arousal which ruled him. It was completely wet. I love feeling it. She moved all over, opened her legs for my body to stand there pressing against the little bucket. You could feel her juice wetting down on my feet. With both hands I stretched out her legs and went down with a kiss from breasts to stomach and stood slightly between waist and small bucket while with one hand I was spreading moisture throughout the slit, still caressing the grill. When my finger lightly touched it very gently she almost became crazy and threw her hip towards me as if asking to put everything in. I'm not in a hurry. Suddenly I lowered my mouth further and let go of my warm breath on the slit, which I held open with my hand. The whole body moved, growling moans came out babbling something, and the fluffy hip was moving without stopping. I kissed the cricket, and I passed my tongue along the slice releasing saliva to mix with the juice. It became even more soaked. The cute now scratched me, it moved like crazy, always throwing its hips in my direction. Her hands forced my head against her muzzle. And suddenly she stiffened up all over herself and enjoyed screaming and stretching her legs. I let the spasms roll. She got all soft, loose legs and body dropped off like she'd passed out. I lifted her up a little bit and put my stick right in the middle of the crack; it went on as if fainting. I pushed the stick just so that he was only sheltered by the crack without penetrating with his hand passing him along the crevice all wet. It stayed the same way. She moved gently, passing her arms over my back and pulling my body against hers. I slowly began the in-and-out motion. The stick came out shining brightly and went right to the bottom again. I sped up and she started moving once more. What a marvel! My sex drive was off limits. Both of them were looking for fun. Again, she groaned quietly and screamed as she helped me with the stick and then left it. It slipped through the walls of the mouthpiece and even got into its tail. We enjoyed squeezing and scratching each other. It exploded in delirious joy. She went soft again. Loose, all handed over. I left my dick in there. The fuckin' skirt mixed with the juice mingled with my saliva trickling down her long thighs. She got soft again, passed out. And I threw my body to one side, and we rested for a few minutes. I came back into my erection. My stick hardened again. I looked at her ...the body was stretched out. All soft. I turned it on its belly, and stood admiring that fat woman. It was really big but hard and very white. With my hands I opened up her buttocks and saw the little pink button, super tight it was noticeable. I kissed the bundle, and kept my buttons apart a bit, wanted to see the little button. I took that mixture of baton, juice and saliva which flowed from the nozzle and sprinkled it on the trough and in the kitchen. Every time she passed through the kitchen I made a slight pressure with one of my fingers. She blinked at the little knob, and everything shivered. I made circular movements and it was opening the diameter slowly. The finger went all in. The ring got loose gradually. I did the same thing with another finger and after a while there were two fingers. All super wet because every now and then I took more juice, and dropped it into the cube. I tried to put the third finger but it didn't work. I saw that the cushion had already been opened halfway so I positioned my stick on its sleeve. It separated the legs making my job easier. And pressed down a little bit on the cane. I felt resistance. I pushed again, and passed the little head, she forced a bit of her butt against my stick, with which he slid down a bit more, so we went all the way to the heel. She threw her hands back, pulling me carefully towards his body. I controlled the entrance and only after some minutes started moving very slowly. I forced myself to let go of everything at the bottom. I released my body against hers, feeling that delightful bundle underneath. How delicious! The stick softened inside right away. I didn't take it out and stayed like this for a while longer. I can't imagine how long. I wanted to enjoy that position. Suddenly the stick curled up. It wanted to get hard again. And so little by little he was getting back rigid. She felt and relaxed her legs in order to make it easier. Still the stick, kneaded into that super-narrow channel got all stiff again. He was fucking coming through the gutter. I started him going in and out again, she stopped, and left. I kicked again. I took the stick out, it was very wet and looked at her ass. It had a huge hole all open and came up with white fucking fluid. She's in full bloom. The juice and shit that comes out of the cocktail cabinet and from the ass mixed together falling on the carpet. There is so much fucked-up juiciness. Little by little she gets back to herself as well. We never say anything... Now I know she has an engagement party, two days later I think it was a bachelorette party, and me? Still my liberal wife. I want to meet a girl for good times, who knows once or twice a week of great pleasure the impotent is that she likes kissing and sex very much, preferably married.