Hello my name is Wak, they call me the Wakman. I life in the Parisian suburbs. Here are what I lived with my hall neighbor. One hot day in summer with her radiant face she started to discuss with me all and anything, I had never noticed at which point her bottom was curved. She leaned to collect her cigarettes, I view over her skirt she's without her breeches, her hole free, she was hot!!!
She says to me of a way suave "you invite me to drink glass at home?" I did not make wait, she entered my home and installed herself on the couch. I offered to her an apple juice. Her pulpy mouth on glass gave me desire for taking her at once. I put to her the hand between the legs and she said "you are fast darling". She had said the sentence, but not in a dire way. I violently raised her skirt to her and exclaimed to her "you will enjoy as you never enjoyed my beautiful" I cherished her hot and tender vagina delicately. I put to lick her clito, the soft perfume of its vaginal secretion put my prick in erection like never. Its soft skin, its light overweight with its delicate anal grease to give her the surface of beautiful a pig. I half opened her anus delicately with a finger, then two, then three. I was surprised at the disconcerting facility with which I penetrated.
I learned there after which she was regularly sodomized by the young people of the city. I saysto her ' finish the fun, you will take it dry in your bottom!'. She retorqued "now do it to me! "I put my oozing rod of secretions on its anal pipeline. She howled of pleasure. I penetrated her with a blow, her opening oozed. The outward journeys and returns in her hole were puffed out of happiness of pleasure and extasy. She started cooing as a sow when I my delivered my package of sperm in her entrails, her bottom dilated in an explosive way.
I think that my seed with the acid pH caused chemical reaction with her intestinal fluids. She repaired and says to me "we will do that forthcoming once" I re-examined her regularly: my small neighbor with the superb bottom.
Then the risks of life separated us. I often regret this blessed time of the gods or J had a small wet fatty bottom and heat at disposal and meadows at home.
