Sweet Nanda - Part one

Nanda, a beautiful 22-year-old girl, comes home, and finds her mother with a letter in her hands.
It's a letter from your uncle Lauro, he says he's been with Tom, and it says here he's in very bad shape...
Nanda, distressed, takes the letter in her hands and reads it. Uncle Lauro's letter says that Tom, her 24-year-old brother, is drinking a lot and has been missing work a lot.
Tom lived in another state, and had moved from his hometown a few years ago. The letter said that Tom was bitter about a woman he had fallen in love with and left her.
- Mami, don't worry about him...! - says Nanda. - he may be very bad indeed...!
- Daughter, your father says he will travel there...
- But Dad is a little sick...
- But he will, daughter... your brother needs us...
Nanda, think about it.
- Mom, I'm going to my brother's.
- But you're getting married in a month.
- Yes, I can. I'll talk to Beto. He will understand.
- But daughter...
I've already made up my mind.
Two days later, Nanda says goodbye to her parents at the bus stop. She waves out the window with tears in her eyes. She is not used to leaving them alone.
Hours later, the bus makes its first stop at the state line, and Nanda gets off to go to the restroom and have a soda, and as she passes by the bar, two young men look at her, and we see so much beauty.
- Oh, my God, look at that horse!
- Boy, that's a good bitch... how beautiful you are, man!
Actually, Nanda was like a "traffic stop". With a beauty without affection, and a body full of curves, tempting to the extreme, however, she did not appeal to any artifice to attract attention. She kept herself aloof from all that frenzy provoked in the machario wherever she passed. She was extremely familiar, and she loved her fiancé, Beto, whom she intended to marry in a month. Beto did not want to wait any longer. She loved Nanda, she wanted Nanda, and she did not want to lose her for anything in the world.
Nanda smiled as she remembered Beto, when they said goodbye and the kiss they exchanged. She knew that the groom wanted her very much, but she intended to give herself to him only on the wedding night.
The two men followed her with their eyes until she went into the toilet, and when she came out again, they remained there, following the graceful movement of that goddess's body.
- It's too much sand for our little truck, one of them said.
- Boy... look... she must have a pair of delightful thighs... whitish... soft... ah!
The other agreed. Nanda, or Fernanda, or even Fer, as she was sometimes called, had black wavy hair, and pale, pink skin... her eyebrows were black and thick, and her mouth, with fleshy lips, her black, expressive eyes, made an extremely pleasant ensemble. Nanda had a body full of curves (similar to BBB's Fran), and she was the dream of 10 out of 10 men in her town. A girl's dream.
Returning to the trip, Nanda fell asleep. She dreamed of her parents, the groom, and Tom. She woke up, distressed. In the dream, she saw Tom very sad. Her heart was all squeezed. She loved her brother and it hurt her to know that he was having problems.
At the next stop, Fernanda got off and went to get a cup of coffee, and a boy, like all the others, kept looking at her.
- Hi, my name's Fred.
My name is Nanda.
- My name is Frederico... don't laugh...
Nanda just smiled, she wasn't used to talking to strangers, but that one seemed trustworthy.
- Where are you going, Nanda?
- to Minas... I came from Mogi.
- Ah, I know there.
- That's good... and you?
- I'm going to Bello. I'm a photographer.
- That's cool.
- Are you a model?
Of course not ...
- I could have sworn you were a model...
- She's messing with me.
- No... you would have a future as a model... I'm serious!
- Ah, I don't have that.
- would you mind taking a test with me?
- I'm sorry... but my trip is urgent... I can't stop for anything...
- What a shame... it's such a shame...
- Well, Frederico, I have to go... my bus is leaving...
She gave a smile that softened his face, and walked away. The boy's eyes wandered over the pretty girl's back, dreaming. Dreaming of her posing for him, and in very little clothes. But he knew he would never see her again.
The next day, the bus arrives at Vale Verde, where Tom lived, an average, but friendly town. Nanda liked it, it reminded her of Mogi.
Her mother had spoken to Tom on the phone, warning that Nanda was on her way. So Nanda was surprised not to see Tom there. She took a taxi and went towards the address she had of her brother's. It was a small but very beautiful house. Nanda entered through the gate, and rang the bell. Several times. Had Tom left? He rang more times, without success. She decided to look for a hotel, and after hearing about Tom. As she was leaving through the gate, the door of the house opened. Nanda turned around, and saw the boy with disheveled hair and swollen eyes from sleeping.
"Tom!" exclaims the pretty girl, moving toward her brother. They embrace and kiss each other on the cheek.
- Nanda... how beautiful you are! - exclaims the boy in turn.
- And you're such a jerk. You slept too much and forgot your sister, didn't you?
- I'm sorry... I lost track of the time.
- I'm just messing around... all right... I got it...
They entered the house. Nanda had detected the faint smell of alcohol on Tom. So it was true. He was drinking.
Tom showed his sister the house, and what would be her room. At first, she would stay for a month, or until she felt that her brother had recovered. She liked the house. Her room was spacious and cozy. A window overlooked the yard, where there were trees and plants. The way she liked it. She took a shower and then went downstairs to talk to her brother. There was a lot to talk about.
It's not like I don't know what I'm doing.
Nanda talked about her fiancé, and Tom listened attentively. He didn't talk much about himself, only about his work. Nanda realized that he earned well, because his house was well furnished. She offered to make dinner. She made spaghetti like only she knew how to make. And also because that was his brother's favorite dish. He opened a wine, and the dinner was pleasant. They talked a lot, until late at night. Until she fell asleep and went to bed. Tom said that he would leave early for work, and that she could feel free to go out and see the city.
And that's what she did the next day. It was a beautiful, fresh sunny morning. And Nanda wore a printed dress, of soft colors. She walked down the street, went into shopping malls.. the people there seemed very nice. She walked on the sidewalks, and her beauty attracted the attention of everyone who passed by her. She smiled, happy to be there, and to be able to help her brother. She had resolved to ask about this girlfriend later that night. She didn't want to scare him, nor to degrade his intimacy.
Nanda, absorbed in her thoughts, passing through a liquor store, did not notice the man, smeared with grease, lying on the ground, ready to get under a vehicle. The man sees that monument coming down the sidewalk, and stops.
Oh, my God, you look like an angel.
Nanda keeps walking, and in it, a small whirlpool is formed near her. She is frightened, because the whirlpool that is formed lifts her skirt up. The man does not believe when he sees exposed legs and thighs... he swallows dry. Nanda holds the dress, but the man is in a privileged corner. His heart beats strongly when he glimpses, up there on the thighs of the beautiful girl, the pink panties... He sighs, when the whirlpool leaves. He has to resign himself. All that is good lasts a little, he thinks. Nanda follows his long way, daring whirlpool.
At home, Nanda receives a call from Tom, who warns that he can not go to lunch, and apologizes.
Nanda took the opportunity and cleaned up the whole house. At lunch, she made a sandwich only. Then she went out to the gate, at the moment when a car was parked in the neighboring house. A boy got out of the car, already looking directly at Nanda. She looked the other way. But she had to turn around because the boy spoke to her.
- Hi. You are Nanda, I bet...
She turned around.
- Yes, and you?
- I'm Miguel, your neighbor. Tom's my friend.
- Ah, cool... I got here yesterday...
- Knowing you... are you staying long?
- a few days, maybe a month...
- all of a sudden, you get more...
- You and Tom hanging out?
- sometimes... he's a little lost... but we usually hit a ball, yeah...
- cool... now I'm going in...
- Nanda... could we go out sometime?
- but I can't...
- Why is that?
- I'm engaged... and I'm getting married in a month...
She smiles and walks in, he stands there looking at that floor, those hips moving, soft, and he thinks he's never seen a woman more beautiful than that, and the fact that she was a bride made her even more... desirable.
- I feel like I'm going to be all right... he thought, heading for his house.
Tom came home, and brought pizzas. Nanda greeted him happily, hugging and kissing him, effusively. Tom seemed more willing, more animated. And Nanda, happy, knew that it was his presence that made him happy.
Nanda told him about Miguel.
- look, be careful... that's a catcher...
What's that?
- Pickpocket... is a guy who doesn't just get one, but several...
- And you're a catcher?
He laughed. I'm calm.
- Bro, I need to talk to you about something...
- you can talk...
- My coming here is not just to visit you... it's because...
- Did you...?
- Uncle Lauro wrote a letter to Mom... saying you were down because of a woman...
- That uncle Lauro... gossipy... he came by, paid me a visit... and runs to worry you for nothing...
- for nothing at all?
- Well... I used to have a girlfriend... Yolanda...
- What about her?
- Well... we broke up... and... well, I'd rather not talk about her...
Nanda, prudent, he has obeyed.
- Fine... as you wish... but I want you to know that I'm very happy to be here with you.
- Ah, the people at the bank want to meet you... I told you that my sister, the most beautiful girl in Mogi, was here...
- Oh, no, you didn't.
- Just kidding... but I'll take you to the bankers' club on Saturday... there's a pool...
- but, bro, I've never been to a pool... I'm ashamed to die...
- I can't believe this!
- This is serious...
- Well... you'll have to get over it... I want to show the beautiful sister I have... you'll all drool...
I don't know if I'm going to... I'd rather stay here, talking to you...
- Well, let's see, shall we?
Nanda washed the dishes, and then went to watch TV. Tom soon went to bed, tired.
Nanda saw a romantic movie, and was thinking about Beto. What would he be doing now, at that moment? She knew he was thinking about her. She smiled as she remembered a meeting between the two. She allowed certain caresses from the groom, as well as him touching her breasts over the cloth. One time, they were kissing, and Beto's hand had gone up her thick, silky thighs... she had sighed... she loved that caress, but she stopped the groom's hand, which had already insinuated itself dangerously.
Her face closes when she remembers Uncle Lauro. Nine years ago, she was only 14 years old, and she had never wondered why Uncle Lauro showered her with gifts. Then she understood why. The man started picking her up at the school exit. Then, knowing that she liked him very much, she began to want an even greater closeness, whenever they were alone. One day, he gave her a set of panties, asking her not to show her mother. She liked the gift, in her naivety. But she was stunned when he asked her to show him how the piece had stayed on her body. She, afraid of hurting him, tore off her dress, showing herself. He could hardly contain so much excitement. If this was repeated several times, then the boils came to Uncle Lauro, hidden. Lauro would have been surprised if they had done it by the black dress that Nanda had on his thighs...
- Nandinha... how beautiful you are...! the man sighed.
Uncle Lauro, frightened, stopped the harassment, but she had been traumatized... she should never have allowed her uncle to touch her so intimately, even inserting his finger several times!
Nanda cries when she remembers. She had forgiven her uncle, but she was no longer the same. She thought that the beauty of her body was an obstacle. Men saw her only as an object of desire, she thought. And poor Beto is the one who paid the duck, having to wait for the wedding to have it all.
Tired, Nanda goes to her room and falls asleep.
On Saturday, Nanda noticed that Tom was sick early. And he didn't come back until after noon. She had prepared lunch, but he went into the house without her noticing, and went to her room. Nanda knocked on the door, but he didn't answer. She opened the door and went in. Tom was lying in his bed, and by the way, he had gone to bed after coming out of the shower. The clothes were scattered on the floor. She picked up her shirt and smelled alcohol. Nanda shivered when a thought burst into her mind. Did Tom, in addition to drinking, use drugs? She couldn't believe it. She quietly left the room, taking the dirty clothes with her.
Much later, Tom appeared in the room.
- What's up?
"Hi", she answered. "Did you sleep well?"
- like a rock... sorry I didn't come for lunch... the bank people invited me to a game of poker and I couldn't refuse... I love poker...
- all right... but I was worried...
- Sorry, little sister... come here... - He called.
He sat down next to him, letting his brother hug him.
- I won't do that anymore, I promise... your company is a thousand times better than that of those kids...
- Well, thank you.
Sister, your company does me so much good. Today I'm all yours, I promise.
- Bro, don't worry about me... I got it right here...
- I know... but you've come all this way to keep me company, and I'm stuck with those little...
- Are you sure it was with them that you were...? Didn't make any pussy?
Since that wretch...
Nanda smiled, he betrayed himself.
- Bro, tell me about her.
He looked at his sister, and she stroked his face, his chin, his hair... unsatisfied, she filled her face with kisses.
- I'm not used to it.
"I love you, I don't want anything bad to happen to you", she says, snuggling in the boy's arms.
- Well, I'll tell you about her.
And Tom told about his unsuccessful romance. He had met the girl and fell in love. He even had plans to marry her, to take her to meet her parents. But a colleague had told him to open his eyes, and he didn't give credit. Soon he would have an unpleasant surprise. His girlfriend was cheating on him with his own boss. Tom had thought about quitting the bank, but decided to stay because his boss had asked for a transfer. But he sank into drinking. He drank compulsively, almost every day. And that was his story.
- Oh, man... you have to react...
- Trying to...
- You're so handsome... I bet you got a girl like that behind you...
- You think so, but I'm a little disinterested...
- You're afraid of women. It doesn't have to be that way.
- Oh, if they were all like you...
I'm not better than anyone.
- because I think she's... beautiful, sincere, wonderful...
You make me laugh.
- I told the truth... I swear!
- all right.. believe me... now listen to me: I'll stay with you until you get well... I'll fill you with attention until you get sick, see? I'll fill you with affection, kissing, affection, everything... until you get well again...
- Sister.. you are too...
- I'm really..rsrs... you'll see.. I'll suffocate you with love... you can believe...
Mogi's most beautiful cat suffocating me with love.
They both had a good laugh.
Later, Nanda decided to go for a walk around the city, and on his way out he hears Miguel's voice.
- Hey, you want a ride?
She turned around, smiling. What did that guy want with her? Deep down, she knew.
- Well, if you're going north...
- That's exactly where I'm going... which coincides...
Nanda had no choice but to accept the invitation. Miguel should know more about what Tom was doing. So much so that she agreed to have a soda with him at a snack bar. She filled the boy with questions, but he couldn't reveal anything other than what she already knew. They wandered around, and Miguel became more and more intimate with the beautiful girl. He was funny and not ugly. Nanda, however, found him just a pleasant companion. But she had to accept the idea that he was very attractive. It was dark when she came home with the boy. As he said goodbye, he kissed her on the face, returning the gesture. They arranged to meet the next day.
Tom wasn't there, and Nanda went to her room, tired. She took a shower, got dressed. She put on a short sweater, made of fine silk fabric. She looked in the mirror. She had to agree: it was quite a female. She smiled when she remembered Miguel. So she decided to go down to the kitchen to drink some water. She crossed the room, and then she saw Tom lying on the couch, watching TV.
"Brother, are you here yet?" she asked.
I didn't want to wake you. I thought you were asleep.
I didn't think I'd see you tonight.
"How was your day?" he asked, looking at her from head to toe. Tom knew he had a lovely, beautiful, coveted sister.
- It was cool. Miguel is fun.
- Well... just be careful... you know...
I have a jealous brother.
She sits next to him, smiling.
- I have to take care of his physical integrity...
- I take good care of myself... but I thought it was cute to be jealous...
- It's not jealousy, silly. It's older brother care.
- all right... but I loved it!
And she filled her brother with kisses on the face.
- I love you.
- I love you.
- Look, I made some sandwiches... I left them in the fridge...
- Thank you... but I'm not hungry...
- You haven't been drinking, have you?
- just a can, I swear...
- It's all right.
She stands up, she's the very image of beauty.
- Bro... I'm going to bed... I love being with you, but you have to go to sleep too...
- I'll be right there. I'm sorry you're sleepy.
- I'd stay here with you all night, making love to you... but...
- I know... it's too bad... I'm going to bed too...
He got up, and she hugged him, kissing him on the face.
"Brother", she says softly, "you've got to get through this phase".
- I'm getting over it... with you here.
- I'll help you in any way I can... I love you...!
I love you too, and take care of that Miguel.
She smiled, going towards her room.
- Sister... you're too much sand for that guy's little truck...
She laughed, making a gesture to him. He stood there watching her walk with extreme grace.
"That guy thinks he's going to fuck my sister, he's wrong!" he thought, and then his thoughts turned to a not-so-distant past, painful memories he insisted on reliving.
The next morning, Nanda and Miguel left, had arranged to go to the mall, where she would do some shopping.
Miguel was very diligent, but he did not miss an opportunity to appreciate the "charms" of the beautiful girl.
"So you're getting married", he'd say.
- I can't wait. It's my dream, and Beto's all good.
- that you're jealous of that guy...
Don't be silly. You must be full of girls.
- Do you really think I'm a kitten?
She burst out laughing.
- Well... you're not one to throw away... but tell me about your friendship with your brother...
- Well... we're not really friends... sometimes we run into each other at the gym and we play futsal... in fact, you need to see me play... I'm damn good...
- Ah, it must be... what else are you good at?
- in a lot of things... and mostly I'm good at figuring out which girl is right for me...
That was the beginning of a song, I knew.
- I hope you find that girl soon... if you haven't already...
And his hand touches hers across the table.
- Miguel, I was...
- Nanda... I know you've already realized... it's too much for you...
- But I can only give you my friendship...
- But I want so much more...
Nanda looked into his eyes. He seemed sincere. She couldn't deny it. He was very pleasant, and also very persuasive.
Do you want to let me eat my sandwich?
He, resigned for now, smiles.
- that's fine... but think about what I told you...
- Okay, she says.
Just before noon, he drops her off at home.
- You might as well have your neighbors.. - he says.
- "your neighbors", that's really you, isn't it?
He laughed.
I live with a friend, but he's right on campus, so I'm gonna order us a pizza tonight, okay?
- Well... I have to keep my brother company... you know...
- Now, your brother knows if he'll turn around without you... I'll wait for you... at 8... right?
- all right... - smile Nanda. - I'll... bye. - and she went into the house, leaving the boy there, looking at the girl's hips, trying to imagine what would happen later in the night between them.
Nanda had time to prepare lunch for his brother, who soon arrived. They talked a lot, and Tom seemed more excited.
After lunch, she stayed in her room, talking for a long time on the phone with her fiancé.
"Nandinha, my love, you're mad with longing", said the boy.
- Me too, love... but we'll be together soon...
Princess, I can't wait to have you as my wife. To have you all to myself.
- Me too... full of greetings from your kisses, your caresses...
- Nanda... I dream of you, of your body...
- Hmm... soon you'll have me all to yourself, my love... I love you very much...
- I love you too... I wish you were here, close to me, to kiss you, to touch you...
- Hmm... my love... don't do that to me... you know I love you too...
- I can't wait to undress you...
- My love... soon I'll be yours... and you can do whatever you want with me...
The dialogue went on for almost an hour... and Fernanda, as she hung up, sighed deeply. Beto excited her with those dialogues, and she couldn't wait to give herself to him completely. She stood up and, only in her underpants, analyzed herself in front of the mirror. Thick legs and thighs, wide hips with smooth contours, white and silky skin... a smooth belly, and two breasts, neither large nor small, that looked like two rich, seductive boobs... Satisfied, Nanda turns to herself. She asks for a book to read, and unintentionally, her thought falls on Miguel.
Later in the evening, Nanda goes to the room, all produced. Tom leaves his room when he finds his sister.
- Hey, bro... I was gonna warn you... I'm going to a pizza place...
- with Miguel, I bet...
- Yes... I left your dinner ready...
- It's cool, but...
- Bro, don't worry... I take care of myself... Miguel is just a friend... you know me...
- It's all right... it's just that you're all beautiful, and nobody's made of iron... be careful...
Thank you for the compliment.
Nanda was wearing a black dress in contrast to her white skin. It was devastating. And Tom can't help but feel jealous of his beautiful sister.
- Well, you be careful.
- Don't you want to come with us?
- No... I have to make some calls...
I won't be long. Bye.
And she embraced her brother tenderly, kissing him on the cheek.
Tom watched his sister leave. He recognized how attractive her sister was, and that worried him, because he knew what his own sex was like. Nanda had a beauty that attracted the desire of men... and worse, of all kinds of men. He took out his cell phone and made a call.
- Hi, Giovana... so, are we booked for tomorrow?
After the pizza, Miguel and Nanda went to see the bridge over the river that splits Vale Verde in two.
- What a beautiful place... - Nanda was ecstatic.
- You're the one who makes everything beautiful here...
I didn't know you were a poet.
- Neither did I.
Michael's hand is looking for Nanda's hand on the amurad.
- You thought about what I said today.
- No, please.
- That's too bad.
- Silly... I thought yes...
Miguel got excited.
- What about him?
- Miguel... I think you're cool, a cat, but I'm a bride!
- What do you think?
- You are amazing!
Miguel feels the softness of the skin on the girl's hand.
It's just the two of them, and it's twilight, and the time is now, he thinks.
- Nanda... too fond of you...
Nanda can't be indifferent to that.
Miguel, don't insist, go, she asks, gently, but she feels she's in danger.
- Nanda... I think I've loved you... since the first time... the pressure of your hand on hers increases.
Without her waiting, he grabs her mouth and kisses her.
He brings her closer to him, and she, without knowing why, kisses him back.
Miguel can now feel the contour of that seductive body, his hand sliding over his waist, following the dangerous curves.
Nanda, then get out of it.
- Miguel... you are crazy... we can't...
- Sorry, I couldn't help myself...
All right, but please don't do that again, she says with a serious face.
- Okay, all right, excuse me.
- you're forgiven... now please take me home...
It was after midnight when Mugiel parked in front of Tom's house.
- Miguel, it was a great night... thank you...
- I'll see you tomorrow?
- I don't know... I need to spend more time with my brother...
- this guy knows how to lose his arm...
- Don't talk like that... I like being with him...
- It's all right... will you call me?
- I'll call you later.
Nanda came into the house, and Miguel was in the kitchen, drinking water.
- Hey... are you still up?
- I was waiting for you...
Nanda was throwing a fit because Tom was serious.
Still, she hugs and kisses him.
- Are you all right?
- All of it. What about you?
Oh, and don't worry, I've taken good care of myself.
- That guy's been touching your foot a lot...
- He's not, no... he is cool...
- All right... and he knows you're engaged?
- Of course he does... and he doesn't push me.
Miguel was a strategist, he was gaining her trust, and then...
- Well, sis, I know you're super cool, and you're not gonna fall into the conversation of the first one who shows up... and I stopped by the mall today, and I got you something...
Nanda said, looking at the bag in his brother's hand.
- I thought you needed some clothes to wear indoors... oh, I guessed your number, your size, and I bought some clothes... if it doesn't fit, tell me I'll change...
I'm going to experiment right now... and hugging his brother, kissing him one more time.
She went to her room, while Miguel answered the phone, which had begun to ring.
Nanda, in the room, took the clothes out of the bag. There were two top shirts, two T-shirts, and three shorts. He tried the blouses and the T-shirts, which were fine. Tom had good taste, by the way. Then he looked at the shorts, which were of fine fabric. He checked, and found them a bit small. He tried one in front of the mirror, and smiled. Tom had not calculated its size well, he thought. The shorts, actually, a micro shorts, fit well on it, but it was too short... he tried the others, and they were the same size... but he never liked them all. But he would like to wear them outside the house.
Then he called his brother.
- Brother... I loved it... they all served...
- is to use... - he asked.
- I'm gonna wear them... but the shorts, just inside the house...
- cool.. then you show me how you got on v...etc.
- Of course I'm going to show you...
Nanda, who hadn't taken off her last shorts yet, looked at herself in the mirror. She stood on her side, on her back, and thought that her butt was a bit too exposed... smiled. "If it's for indoor use only, I think it's okay"... She smiled as she remembered Miguel's face right after the kiss. She knew that what he felt for her wasn't just love, as he had said, but desire... and she could read it in his eyes... she was used to that look in men's eyes... she lay down, handing her cell phone to him.
Nearby, inside the house, Miguel was plotting, studying what the next step would be to win over that goddess named Nanda, who had become an obsession for him, imagining embracing and kissing that extremely desirable body... the phone rings, he answers, and his heart jumps at Nanda's voice.
The next day, Tom walked into a dentist's office. A beautiful woman, about 26 years old, met him.
"Hi, Dr"... he said with a smile.
Dr. Tom, come in. I was waiting for you.
Soon he was sitting in the chair, his mouth being examined by the beautiful woman.
- Well... we're gonna need to do a little cleaning... there's no cavity, but it could form...
Then, after the job was done, they left together.
- Tom... you told me your sister's living with you?
- Living, no... but she'll be around for a few days...
- That's cool. You're crazy to meet her.
- Hmmm... maybe she'll help me with you...
They got in Tom's car.
- Help me with what?
- to convince you to stay with me...
- Tom... you're just a client... and I'm married...
- And that makes you even more... attractive...
- You're terrible... I'm going to tell my husband...
The car stopped in a secluded part of town.
Tom takes Giovanna in his arms and they kiss. The kiss becomes warmer and warmer. Tom's hand climbs up the girl's dress, revealing a beautiful pair of thighs. Giovanna was a beautiful redhead, and they had met when Tom went to make a canal. She was married, but succumbed to Tom's charm.
The girl's eager hand opened the zipper of Tom's trousers, and released his already hard member...
"Oh, Tom, you look bigger and bigger", she says, between amazement and excitement, her thirsty mouth sinking down toward that hard-bodied torso, and Tom groaning loudly, feeling the touch of those lips on his most sensitive part.
Shortly afterwards, Giovana rides Tom, she feels open in the middle as she feels penetrated, she feels the member beating inside of her, right, tight, on fire, she moans loudly, and gives herself over to that moment of intense desire.
- Tom... oooh... I'm going to have fun... I'm going to have fun... oooh...
She experiences overwhelming orgasms, and then he also explodes inside her, so intensely, that Giovana feels all filled with that hot liquid.
The girl groans, her movements are slowing down.
She leaves Tom, and looks at the still hard member. Absurdly large and thick, lubricated, all messy... Her hand rubs, almost snatching a scream from the boy, who writhes at that daring touch. The beautiful redhead glues her mouth to his, and they kiss long and sensuously.
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Tom arrives home and sees no sign of Nanda. She is sick. He lies on the couch and relives the moments he's just lived. Giovana was too much, he thought. Tom hadn't fallen in love with her yet, but it was quite possible that it would happen. She was beautiful, intelligent... and married. But that was a nice addition for him. She was forbidden. And that made the game more exciting. And he needed her... to forget the other one.
Nanda and Miguel were in the room of his house and it didn't take long for them to kiss.