She 's married !

Hello, my name is Theo, I'm 28 years old, 1.82 cm and 77 kg. Janaina has been married for almost 10 years, she's 36, of average height and skinny. She has two children aged 6 and 5. Our first meeting was about 2 years ago, almost by chance. Occasionally I would also find her at the mall or in a movie with her husband and children. The times we talked during the walks, she was always short of time due to her running routine with children's school schedules and her work as an English teacher and translator. I always praised her physical beauty, sensuality and friendliness. She always laughed but did not talk much. Now in the month of January 2004, we met once again on our daily walks. We exchanged traditional happy new year wishes and I noticed that she was relaxed, relaxed and our chat flowed. She told me about her life like never before. She said that at the same time as feeling relieved from her routine because she was vacationing from school and her children were staying with their grandparents, she was dissatisfied in a relationship with her husband Carlos for 40 years. He told me that Carlos despite being a great companion, was always very busy with his work as university professor and researcher. Always tired even on weekends. Even now at the beginning of 2004 he is working hard. He went to do summer course in another state and would not return until second half of January. She told me that during the week she was staying at home to finish some translation work and on weekends she traveled to her parents' house to be with the children. Once again I praised her body, her golden-brown summer skin and she thanked me full of sensuality and charm. We talked about the film releases earlier this year and invited her to go to a movie. She accepted on condition that it would have to be in another neighborhood or nearby city because she was married and couldn't take risks so we made an appointment at the mall and went to the movies. Our first date and some privacy during the cinema session later that afternoon allowed for a certain atmosphere of courtship. We touched, we kissed and she told me that it was like going back to the time when she met her husband. That I was filling in for her romantic side which he had neglected. On the other hand, she felt very divided because she'd never cheated on him before. From there we went out to dinner and then she came home because she was so divided. That day she told me that she'd been thinking a lot, and even though she loved her husband very much, she missed his affection, attention and especially sex. We kissed passionately, cuddled and left the cinema straight for a motel. At the hotel I leaned against the wall and gave her a tight embrace while kissing her mouth full of desire as my hand slid over every piece of her warm, moist body. Then we toasted this first date with a glass of wine and danced in penumbra weather. Our tongues met, our bodies rubbed against each other full of lust and desire. She whispered in my ear that she had been waiting for this moment so long and was feeling her fantasies, desires and lust re-emerge which have long since been stifled by the routine of marriage and Charles's indifference. Little by little I was gently unbuttoning and taking off her dress, panties and bra. She quickly took off my shirt, trousers and underwear. He grabbed me in his arms and led us to bed. We hugged each other and rolled on the bed, kissing, rubbing, groping, getting acquainted. She lay face down, and for a moment I admired her skinny body slender in front of me. It didn't even look like she had two children yet. Then I began to kiss her cheeks, lips, mouth. Tongue-kissing, long, wet, intense. And then I laterally kissed her neck, her throat with light bites that made her shiver all over. I whispered into her ear that I would always admire her, wished for it and this instant was a magical time in my life. I wanted to feel the taste of every piece of her body and kiss her little breasts. Biting the tough little beaks with my lips, licking them suckling them into my mouth while caressing her back legs buttocks I went down and kissed her belly putting tongue on her navel going further down I kissed all of the inner region of her hips opened up her thighs wide openly and with my body between those two parts I slipped my tongue into her pussy while stroking her hard-boiled cricket and her breasts. She moaned and snorted unceasingly. I threw my Tongue through her tough little Cricket, she began to move the hips and force my head on her Little Cricket whimpering that it had never felt anything like this before. I put my finger in her Crickets at the same time as sucking her Chicklet. She asked me to stand over her, wanted to feel my cock. She grabbed my cock hard as a dick squeezed and told me that her husband hadn't been able to get an erection so firm for quite some time, which made her noticeably dissatisfied. Then she said she wanted to feel my whole penis inside of her and lay down facing forward. I opened up her legs wide and kept putting in and taking out the little head. Massaging his cricket with the head of my stick. Even though it was a traditional position, I wanted to make a different mommy-and-daddy pose. Although she asked me to put everything in, I still spent a good while pumping my little head in and out, making her even more excited, madder with desires. I lay on top of her kissing her mouth, while my body was suspended so that she could move the hips and roll over. She forced herself up to get all my dick into it and at this point in a strong punch I penetrated my entire 17 cm penis very hard. She screamed saying that she had never been possessed like that before. I kept giving fast, sharp blows and whispered in her ear if that's how she wanted to be eaten. Sometimes I'd stop for her to roll, stir and then shove my dick in with all the force of it. Squeezing fast, kissing her breasts, squeezed her butt until we tasted delicious like never before in my life. I reversed our positions still with my pussy inside her to feel his body on mine, sense the beating of his heart, its smell, its sweat while my dick was softening within the condom in your little lollipop. Then we went to take a shower together. In the warm, relaxing showers I would caress her body with my soaped hands. She did the same for me and said that she always invited her husband to do the same but he was always making excuses. The bath and these moments of fondling and relaxation were enough to get us excited again. We went back to bed, had another glass of wine and lay down. She started kissing my body and caressing my dick that soon became aroused. Kissed my cock at the same time as she squeezed my muscular hairy thighs and bellybutton. Loved my stick well and sat on her little head. Rolling over it with his little head going in and out. I asked her to sit on it. Sitting slowly, rolling around moaning, whining about wanting all my penis inside herself and he swallowed everything until there were only sheep grazing their bundle outside. She'd go up and down slowly, brushing her crotch, squeezing tight on the pussy to feel my dick tearing it. Then she leaned over my body and leaning against my chest intertwined her legs with mine in a kind of lever. Up and down fast, then stop moving, rolling around. Wheezing and surreptitious that I was loving riding this hard mast. That so much did not feel well eaten, well fucked. At this moment she bent her body even more so that you would kiss her mouth and then suck on her breasts, while I accelerated the ride and went deeply in the opposite direction to hers. She screamed, groaned, enjoying me with a single intense joy. We had another date in January, during the period when her husband was away. She told me that our dates meant a new honeymoon for her. That she regained her self-esteem as a woman by feeling wanted and loved and well fed. And making with me new discoveries about sex between two people. Her husband is back now and they went on vacation together with their children.