The flowers give a lot of play...The Rose He was waiting

The flowers give a lot of play... The Rose He was waiting for me at the brewery as we had agreed. when I arrived. She was wearing a pistachio-colored blouse, very summery and low-cut. The She had combined her blouse with blue jeans that gave her a very youthful appearance. His smile was captivating, mischievous, and malicious. Has that type of smile that all men hate, a dominating smile, of the ones that make you melt and stay perpetually subdued. Although my religion He has long forbidden me from inviting women to drinks (especially that one). fauna that lives in nightclubs waiting for the current tondo to become thistle of the drinks), I took care of the bill: a beer with lemon for her and a francinskaner for me. We sat at a table and started talking about our youth, the times we spent together at school and how we were doing the things. She was married to a successful manager of a the Community (apart from other investments that I would later find out about), They had their chalet on the outskirts of Pamplona, ​​he drove a BMW 5 series and she a Audi TT. They had two vacation periods a year, which they spent in Tahiti and skiing in Saint Moritz. His social position was enviable... For my part, I was still single. I had had a couple of girlfriends but in the end for one reason or another we end up breaking up relationships. My job as a journalist allowed me to live and I was in a hurry to make it to the end of the month, but not indulge in many of the vices that I like. My routine was very far from the pace of life and social status that she enjoyed. However, between the two of us there had always been a feeling special, although we had never had any other type of relationship than It wouldn't have been friendship. The heat this summer has come in torrents, and immediately We finished our drinks. Irene got up from the table where We were seated, and he brought two more beers to quench our thirst. We continued the talk, and she brought up my position. economical. She knew that without being very miserly, she was not at all buoyant. I could see that fateful smile on his mouth again. Their perfect teeth emanated a fateful shine that illuminated the entire bar. Their eyes were even bigger, I saw how his pupils were dilating slowly, revealing a growing pleasure and feeling of relaxation. He was taking me to his turf, he was winning my hand and the position. It is something that no man should allow a woman to do. Carlos, where are you going on vacation this year? Well the truth is that I'm just paying for my attic in the old... Are you so right that you can't go away for a few days of relaxation? Well, Irene, the truth is that I'm really in trouble. Would you like to go on vacation to the Costa Brava? Of course I would like to!! And to Zarautz, and to Llanes, and to Cancun, and Cuba!!!!! It doesn't bother you I'm being serious Carlos, don't laugh at me... That "Don't laugh at me" was said with the voice of a poor little lamb way to the slaughterhouse, which lowered my already weak guard, but in reality, I was the little lamb and she was the wolf. Carlos, I make you a proposal. My husband and I are partners of a construction company that is promoting an urbanization in Roses. If you want one you can keep it. Just like that? So simple? No. There is a condition Uyyyy, how scared are you giving me? Carlos, I have always loved you, but I have never dared to propose it to you. The deal is for a weekend, for the apartment. A weekend? What do you mean? Damn, Carlos, you look stupid. I've always been a little short when a woman be me I was implying. The apartment is yours on the condition that you pass with me a weekend locked in the "Tres Reyes" Are you sure what you want to do? I have never been safer in my entire life, I love you, I love you I want, I want to explore every millimeter of your body. And when would that weekend be? This same one. My husband is precisely in Gerona in a meeting, supervising construction permits. He will be out all weekend week. Okay, but I'm the one who calls the shots. situation. I will be yours in everything you want. The truth is that on the way to the hotel, I felt like one of those young gigolos who dedicate themselves to giving pleasure to fifty-something women covered in paste. Those who have the healthy habit of enjoying the pleasures of life throughout it. Irene was so sure of her power of conviction over me, that I had already reserved a suite at the hotel, one of those mega rooms that They cost one passsstaa gander per night. The reservation was made in the name of "Messrs. Etxeberria", although neither of us had that last name. The receptionist asked us if we needed help with the luggage, Irene let it slip that we didn't have it. At that moment the receptionist He looked at me with a mischievous smile as if to say, "You're going to have a great time." carbon" inside. We headed towards the room, and in the elevator he pinched my butt Quiet lioness, behave in public places. I inserted the card into the electronic lock of the room. I let Irene pass in front of me, underneath her jeans she I sensed a spectacular thong, like the one a friend sent me once a mail.     We turned on the music, tuning in to Kiss FM. He approached me and unbuttoned my shirt, revealing my chest Not to brag, but my chest does justice to the hours in the gym. He placed his lips on it and began to run it gently, enjoying every moment. millimeter of my skin. For my part, I began a gentle massage on his hardness. butt over jeans. His lips played with my nipples without any kind of compassion, he sucked them, bit them, grabbed them and stretched them with his teeth and sucked them again gently. By then I had enough of them. stiff I undid the front button of his jeans and lowered his zipper. My hand went between her crotch, caressing her vulva above the thong I love noticing that heat that the female sex emanates in the palm of my hand. I began a gentle movement on the fabric of the thong, raising and lowering my hand along your treasure. The fabric caused a pleasant friction on her sex, while she continued to entertain herself, covering every millimeter of my chest. Lower your pants, revealing your black thong. Me I knelt in front of her, and began the same game I had done, my teeth They rubbed the fabric of her thong, biting on it, trying to provoke a sensation. flood in her sex. Little by little, it began to become moist, emanating an exciting scent. While I did my little work, she rested her hands on my head, stroking and massaging my hair. My hands went up her thighs making small frictions without barely touching them, they reached her hips and the fingers intertwined with the side straps of the thong, and began their way back down. My nails were rubbing his skin during the journey causing chills over she. Once I had pulled the thong over her feet, my mouth returned to its previous place, continuing to bite her sex and enjoying the smell and taste of it. Irene had a shaved sex, with a small strip of hair About it it is narrow at the base, and a little wider at the top. Was a whim of her husband according to her. With my hands I spread the thick outer lips, leaving revealing a small nugget. I started playing with her, moving her around. up and down with the tongue. I noticed how as I caressed her clitoris, This was growing. He moved it from left to right up and down, causing that Irene murmured moans of pleasure. I continued at my work, now absorbing with my thick lips her pussy and alternating it with electric licks on he.   I interrupted my little work to pick her up and knock her down on the satin-colored sheets. I noticed the vase that had adorned the room. It contained fifteen red roses, the ideal number for a bouquet, to those who don't know. I looked carefully at the fifteen of them, and chose the which had the most and densest petals. I went back to where Irene was, and I began to run the stem of the rose along her neck. I drew circles around his neck, going up behind his ears and back again. descend. On one occasion, he deviated from his path and continued along the downflow of her breasts, parading between the valley of her two beautiful breasts. Me I straddled him, with my balls resting on his belly. I took the rose by the middle of the stem. I looked at the rose carefully. It had a spike that stood out above all the others because of its size. I brought it to her nipple. I began to poke him without much intensity, noticing how he tried to arch his back every time the sting of the rose pierced on her nipple. I continued the same work with the remaining nipple, as it was beginning to complain. Once he was happy, I turned around, leaving my cock at the height of your mouth. I didn't have to say anything for him to introduce it into his mouth. He did it slowly, joining his lips, and brushing my bud at the entrance from his lips. Little by little, they went down, taking with them the skin that covers the head of my cock. His tongue played with the fresh continent discovered, but not without causing small stabs of pain in him, which in the end They became spikes of pleasure. His lips began a rise and fall, which It was taking me to ecstasy. For my part, I broke the stem in two, leaving the top on one side, and a piece of stem on the other. I started to pass the part top of the flower by Irene's clean flower, trying to make the petals of the rose were introduced into her vaginal lips. She kept sucking my cock. As the flower went up and down her pussy, I inserted the stem in her shaved pussy, yes, without any spike in it. One hand handled the head of the flower, walking it up and down along its delicious path, and the another was dedicated to introducing the stem, trying to provoke the greatest pleasure possible, skimming the top of your treasure. My dick was in heaven, being massaged by thick lips, and it was costing me sweat and tears Don't fertilize your mouth. The perfume of the rose began to mix with the one that was causing pleasure in your sex. The rose began to change color due to the humidity of the environment. I abandoned the rose and directly inserted my tongue into it, savoring all its rose-flavored juices. It is one of the best delicacies that I have tried in my life. Irene, for her part, accelerated the pace of the blowjob she gave me. was doing, I noticed how his lips rose and fell at a dizzying pace, causing hard friction with them in my penis veins, I couldn't stand it moresssssss!!!!! A river of milk was discharged into his mouth, causing him to She sucked my cock like she was milking a cow, leaving me completely dry. My tongue continued the excavation it was carrying out in his cave, trying to get out as much liquid as possible, while absorbing it at the same time. same time. I replaced my tongue with my fingers to introduce them further depth. I entered up to three, while my thumb played with the top of her pussy, trying to massage her button. Suddenly Irene sat up and grabbed my thighs, digging into them. nails on it...letting out a scream that was heard even in reception.   We both stayed lying on the bed, hugging each other. another, noticing the mutual warmth, With his usual irony, he looked me in the eyes, and blurted out: For now you have only earned the bathroom Phrase that ended with a snort         If you liked the story, and want to know if I won the rest of the apartment, comments to rhus7@hotmail.com   Kisses