We entered the specialty together; she's a little younger than me—24, I'm 26. She's not exactly my body type: lightly tanned white skin, small breasts, but with hips that stand out discreetly. Her butt isn't bad at all; you can tell she used to work out. I think it was her smile, her personality, that started to catch my attention.Ever since we met, I've been teasing her, always jokingly, never to make her feel bad. It's my way of getting attention. She always fought back, then started getting closer (although I suspected she really wanted to be close to me rather than actually face me).
My name is Kathy, I'm 26 years old, I'm divorced and for a few years I was the whore of half the city where I live, even though I was married.After discovering my betrayal with his friend, my cuckold was very cold to start a game with me, I will share this part with you.Many arguments happened and I no longer cared about being called a whore, a slut, a bitch…My husband couldn't accept my actions and even though he didn't want to separate, he decided to punish me for each one of them.
My name is Kathy, I'm 26 years old, I'm divorced and for a few years I was the whore of half the city where I live, even though I was married.After discovering my betrayal with his friend, my cuckold was very cold to start a game with me, I will share this part with you.Many arguments happened and I no longer cared about being called a whore, a slut, a bitch…My husband couldn't accept my actions and even though he didn't want to separate, he decided to punish me for each one of them.
We finished lunch, and as soon as my father left, he didn't like that, my mother called me to the little room in the back where her mini salon was, and there we started the preparations.The theme would be wedding, so I could hope for the best.As always, she started by putting a headband on my head, so that it wouldn't get dirty or even mess up my hair, which in my case was blonde and long.And so we stayed for more than an hour, and I still hadn't seen the result, when she finished with a beautiful and huge pair of false eyelashes, which were the top of fashion at the time, my father came into the house calling for her, who ran out to meet him.
I'm going to tell you the true story of how I became the owner of my mother's friend's ass. This woman, I'll call her "S," has always been quite naughty. I remember when I was a kid, I would secretly overhear her talking dirty among a group of my mother's friends. And when I was about 16, she had some really unusual games, lol. She would suddenly come into my room and say, "Aaah, I almost caught you playing bingo outside." But for some reason, my family and hers drifted apart when I was 18, and I haven't seen her in person since.
My name is Eduardo Lemos, 35 years old, and I work as an accountant Monday through Friday, with Saturdays and Sundays off. I wake up every day at 6 a.m., drink coffee staring at the kitchen wall, and spend the rest of my time trying not to explode inside that cursed office where I work. The name of the place? "Fiscal Excellence." A little irony is nonsense.
My dad owns a mechanic shop where most of the employees are men his age, at least 47. Every afternoon, I bring them food and I've noticed how they all look at me with different expressions, devouring me with their eyes. I confess that sometimes I like to play with them, to heat them up in a way I know will drive them crazy, because it's fun. I've always liked to dress in plunging necklines and short shorts, and I've never minded the stares. When I go to the shop, I dress like this on purpose just to see their reactions—and the customers' too. It's hilarious how guys much older than me drool, and some even message me offering to hang out or just "talk." It's a fucking power trip.
I'm going to tell you the true story of how I became the owner of my mother's friend's ass. This woman, I'll call her "S," has always been quite naughty. I remember when I was a kid, I would secretly overhear her talking dirty among a group of my mother's friends. And when I was about 16, she had some really unusual games, lol. She would suddenly come into my room and say, "Aaah, I almost caught you playing bingo outside." But for some reason, my family and hers drifted apart when I was 18, and I haven't seen her in person since.