I love having my wife fucked. And that passion dates back to my first girlfriend. When we were very young, we had very dirty sex as a couple and unleashed all our desires, fantasies, and fetishes. That's why, in the three years we were dating, we had threesomes, swingers, and several orgies. I had great sex with my second and third girlfriends, but nothing like my first. When I got married, my wife turned out to be even hotter and more slutty, and that was heaven for both of us. Very soon, we started unleashing all our desires, and after six months of marriage, we were already having threesomes with men and women. And soon after, we started swinging and fulfilling all our fantasies and fetishes.
Hello everyone, I'm Malu and I'm back to report another one of my escapades.I'm already 64 years old but I'm still in shape, all toned and with a fire in my body that when I want it, no one can stop me.What I'm going to tell you is the following: I went to do charity work and ended up being eaten by a 74-year-old old man.
After Compline, when everyone retired to their cells and the only sound to break the silence, hour after hour, was the ringing of the bells in the old chapel, their small footsteps, crossing the wide, dark, cold corridors, could only be heard by those who pressed their ear to the bedroom door and, resignedly, accepted, for eternal minutes, hearing only the beating of their own hearts.
Wow, this Cinvara leaves me empty-headed.He loves a bit of mischief, he doesn't turn anything down.I went on Friday to meet that goddess, wonderful, hot and fiery.
I never thought a simple exam could make me so nervous. I sat in the lab waiting room, absently looking at magazines but not really reading anything. My heart was pounding, my hands were sweating, and the feeling of embarrassment seemed to grow with each passing second. I breathed deeply, trying to convince myself it was just a routine exam, but my body wouldn't cooperate.
Aunt Geralda, my mother's sister, had a birthday and the whole family was there.Aunt Geralda's house was enormous; from the little entrance gate to the porch steps, we passed through a huge square of garden.
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.