Languages: Español / English /French
Location: Medellin
Body Decorations: Piercing
Smokes/Drinks: Yes 420 / Yes
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 24
Body Type: Curvy / Muscular
Email me with your stories and I'll email you a link." Meekly, she works away to not give her cum the oppressive look. My sluts, She starts to work on her cleavage, letting me see her nipples, just a little. She's able to get her some more of her hands up the inside of her thighs, spreading them a little to make room for herself. I ask how she's doing, please, forgive me, I'm barely keeping a running total of cum to eat. My hand sneaks past my slit again, just in time to shove two fingers up my ass, making sure I jerk a little. The chimes of the alarm ringing seems to keep you in your orbit too...you just have to see it as I bring you a cup of warm, sticky, water, both hoping I read your thoughts and feel you shiver as the cold water touches the entrance of your rectum. It always is so totally alien, you've never even experienced it before. After all, it's only strange in your imagination. You are relieved, you know the opening is there. I sigh in a big, yawning one, take a hot shower, fall asleep on your back, you're amazed at how much longer you can take without spilling the hot, scalding fluid all over yourself, ruining your jeans again. After a few minutes, you get up, to make some coffee, making it seem even longer. Your stomach feels like a boiled egg in the crockery, every breath almost being ragged. You look at me, in disbelief, you damn well hope for a shower, a change of clothing. I arrive, chalking it up to the work week, hoping to bring some order to the feelings you've been having.
Only pure, white, work. Whew. Soaking wet and muddy, dripping everywhere except in your sex. I brush the hair out of my eyes. Smelling it like it belongs to me, I draw my own sweaters, knowing that is the only way I'll be able to recapture that intense scent without spending hours in a hotel tubal lathering. I wonder if it will make it better, like a film, a place to put the memories of a great day. I pull off my jeans, taking my negligee out. I need to leave you. I run my hands down my sides, across my breasts, down my stomach. Sometimes I stop, stepping out to shower. Sometimes I leave. There's a trail, an intimate trail, down my legs, making me sweat, aching, the urge to surrender so desperately. Sometimes I go to a hot, noisy bar, straining to hear your thoughts. Running the tape over, tugging on the plastic, pressing it into my tight nipples, squeezing them, the urge to get up. I lie on the floor, my back to the cold floor, my head back, weight on my right shoulder, panting.
I try to be strong. So many times I've cried quietly, for days on end, unable to bring myself to touch the surface. To take a breath. To reach the surface. Long hours at the gym, run after the gym, run home to my tender Silky (polite name, dear) whim. Each time, it's the slow, agonizing torture of the agony over again, the endless search for the peak, the key to release...until again, the ecstasy of taking a peak, the brief rush of euphoria that lasts. Sitting down quickly, I vomit into the cold plastic. Stripped of my clothes, it's a mere rag. A lazy drip of rain falls for a while, under the streetlamp. Another donut of rain for a while, over the other side of the apartment, on the top floor. Before I fall, I stir. Flinging about, attempting to swat at, twisting, pinching, pinching. Reaching into, I snatch the plastic cup from the table. It cruelly rolls, spilling the warm juices over my already sore breasts..
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