When my melons point... 2 (Susana and the women) by Dark Side 4 (ladooscuro4@hotmail.com) For Tami. Chapter 1. I squatte

When my melons point... 2 (Susana and the women) by Dark Side 4 (ladooscuro4@hotmail.com) For Tami. Chapter 1. I squatted on his face... Girls are something delicious... I squatted on his face as if I were going to pee. The world map on my statuesque ass hung like a sun above his face and eyes fascinated with the view. And I peed on him. Marita writhed with pleasure and touched herself frantically. I had my doubts about pissing in a girl's face, but She seemed very happy and opened her mouth to swallow what she could. And, at the end of After all, at thirteen years old other girls are mothers. And if they can be mothers, they can also swallow my pee. Especially if they like being pissed on so much. So I continued. I had played many games with younger girls, but mainly touching. Nothing violating, ever. On the other hand I never it was necessary. If you caress them, starting first in the most innocuous, like hands, little arms and little faces, girls let themselves delighted. And one can move on to places that are a little more tempting, like the neck, breast, waist or legs... They are all caresses innocent, but the girl is warming up. When you reached the thighs creature is not surprised that you continue to rise. I usually caress their tails that stage, with an insistent caress, increasingly insinuating. It's beautiful to see how their little faces are taking on more and more color, and their little eyes are getting brighter... Then I start giving them little kisses on the face and on the neck. And I go up the inside of the thighs with my soft and caressing At this point the girl is already horny and eager for anything that I want to continue doing. So I continue. One of the things I like the most is when I start to caress her pussy. I can feel the wetness through my panties, and That humidity grows from moment to moment. The breathing of the creature it is shaking. I continue with the kisses, warm, slow, wet..., in the cheeks, near the mouth. It is not strange there that some girls offer me the mouth, as if they had instinctive knowledge. I kiss them, with my mouth open, and Soon our saliva mixes as I caress the inside of their mouths and his tongue with my tongue. The girls get passionately into the game. and it they put a thousand. And me too... And now, losing all prudence, I caress their pussy under the panties. The softness of my finger, its heat and the insistence of the caress, it doesn't take long to bring the baby to a climax in which he cums, amidst delightful shudders. I am very hot, but I love doing good to creatures. I generally don't play with girls under four years old, unless the growth of their little bodies gives me the idea. The girls tend to be very grateful and cuddly. There it is when I lovingly and tenderly explain to them that they don't have to tell anything to their mothers or anyone, because if they do, they won't call me anymore to take care of them. And we won't be able to repeat the game. The girls understand perfectly. In the following sessions, we advance in confidence. Already Girls love kisses on the inside of their thighs. And also in the tail If I see that he gets excited about kissing his tail, then I continue. over there. I give him slow, meaty kisses, with my mouth open and wet, and I go licking in every kiss. I'm opening her buttocks, and licking the inside, reaching the hole. Some girls are flying with pleasure and horniness at that moment, and they begin to moan. Accentuating the frequency and depth of The caress has made many girls cum. And kissing their pussy too, of course. with my tongue hot and thick, I touch her little clitoris and lick her interior of the vaginites. And the girls moan and moan, and ask me to continue, and I I increase the frequency, until the little creature cums, tensing the body and shaking. I am very hot, but I don't worry, such is the pleasure to make those creatures happy, who are left lying, looking at me with gratitude. So, while they look at me, I sit in front of their little faces, with my knees raised and my legs open, showing them my hairy pussy and my big ass, and I caress myself and put my fingers in until I I run, almost in their close faces. The girls are fascinated by my pussy. And, if it is not to the first time, the second time they ask me for permission to play with him. I leave them and, Although I'm dying for a good handjob or a good blowjob, I don't give them indications, to let them play as they want. And the girl touches me the little hairs, or he kisses my clitoris, or he puts his little arm inside my shell and He starts taking it out and putting it in, or he puts a finger in my asshole, or he gives it little kisses and licks. And feeling that girl playing as she pleases, grabbing my lips, or scratching my clitoris, or sucking it, not knowing what's going to happen next producing an enervating and delicious despair. If they continue for a long time, I end up cumming, from pure hot anticipation. But the girls soon realize, from my reactions, the effect that their little games produce on me. And they begin to insist with the caresses that produce a greater response from me. You can imagine what they are. and they take me determined and insistent to my greatest orgasms. You don't know what it's like, to feel their little faces in my vagina, licking and licking... With the older girls, like Marina, the thirteen-year-old who was with you counting, innocence plays a minor role, since these girls know well what that it is an orgasm and they seek to produce it for you, almost maliciously. And they insist, orgasm after orgasm until you are exhausted. And they force you to correspond to them, with that tyrannical demand of girls who know they dominate you. Chapter 2. The question of mothers... Once, the mother of one of the girls seemed to enter suspicions because, upon his return from the street and while we were talking, his baby She had hugged my thigh, clung to my butt, and was rubbing against me, showing the residual fever left over from our little games. The girls of Three years old don't know how to keep their composure. And the mother looked strangely similar show of affection. "He didn't take a nap," I told him, "now I'm going to take a nap." sleep, so she stays calm" and I took the baby to her bedroom, I made her a quick straw while I had her in my arms, against my boobs, with my hand under her panties, making her reach an intense orgasm, after which I deposited her in her bed, asleep from exhaustion and satisfaction. And I returned to his mother. "She stayed flat," I told her, "she was very tired." The mother seemed to calm down, although I couldn't stop observe the interest that my large melons aroused in him. "But it's a little early, won't he wake up in the middle of the night hungry?" "Be still, because I gave him his snack. This one is going to stay ironed all night." Marina, Marinita's mother, was a woman of less than thirty years old, fresh and attractive, although at that moment she seemed a little tired. "Too busy today?" I asked him pleasantly, as his eyes tried to stray from my two monstrosities. "Very much, I was very stressed, my neck completely hard and tense..." he commented with anguish. "I can take away that tension. If you want, I can give you a massage." that's going to leave you in bed." She seemed to hesitate, "I don't know..., I have a masseuse man, I'm not used to body contact with women..." I laughed, shaking my huge braless tits as I did so. "But that has nothing to do with it..." "I can relax you as well as the best of male masseuses..." And I gently pushed her to the sofa. She let herself be done. And while I was talking to him he looked out of the corner of his eye boobs. I think that could do it. I began by caressing his back, with a softening massage. Marina sighed, "Ahh..., that's good..." "That's it, you leave me to Me, fool, give yourself up... "And I stood behind his back, with every one of my strengths hands on either side of his neck. What soft skin that woman had... In that position his head was between my tits, he wanted take it away, but I took it with both hands and put it well into my teapot. "You lean back and rest!" I ordered him and added mischievously "the women masseuses offer some advantages that men cannot compete..." And I moved my tits a little so he could feel them well. He sighed, delivered. I already had it. Now it was just a matter of advancing in my games. So I continued massaging his shoulders, and with each movement I rubbed my dense globes against his head. From above I could see that their nipples had hardened. I got in front of him. Now I had a panoramic view of myself pechamen, and his eyes were caught by my voluptuous melons, which were they rocked oscillatingly. The poor thing was lost. "Come," I picked her up, "let's go to your bedroom, there I can work better." While I was carrying her I was rubbing her with my boobs, in a a bit cheeky way. I laid her on the bed, took off her shoes and lifted her head. skirt. Her thighs ended in tiny black panties, on the sides of which Their curly hairs stood out. I grabbed her foot and started massaging her foot. plant. "This is reflexology," I told him, as I applied myself to the points. erogens, "on the sole of the foot there are many areas that correspond to parts of the body" I continued, looking through the semi-transparent panties as her clitoris had erected, separating her lips. These points really They worked. I took her other foot, she sighed. The thighs were rotated outwards, as if offering his pubes. The girl was pretty...!" I continued massaging the erogenous zones of the foot. Marina sighed again, while She spread her pussy with a small twist of her ass. "Have you been separated for a long time?" I asked, giving a nuance insinuating to my voice. Now my hands were taking care of her legs. He massage was a lot like a caress. "...Eight months..." he managed to articulate with difficulty. His voice had become hoarse. My hands moved along the inside of your thighs with circular movements. The panties were now completely moistened, and their breathing had become heavy. I left the circular movements and I brought my soft hands closer to the vicinity of her pussy. And I kept caressing their almost intimacy in an insinuating way. Their secretions grew scandalously. And I continued with the exasperating contact. Soon that was too much for her and she came. Modestly she tried to hide it, but her trembling and the stiffness of her legs gave her away. "I see you're already relaxing..." I said in a suggestive voice. His breathing was not normalizing, a sign that he was still hot and waiting for more. "Y-yes... it's... toy... very... re...la...ha...di...ta..." The final diminutive was clearly erotic and carefree. That had an interesting effect on my own clitoris, which spread throughout my pubic area. My own juices were overflowing I decided it was a good time to make the domination. "Well," I said, "then we can call it a day." massage..." "Noo..." he grabbed both my hands with his, squeezing them against his thighs "...continue... please... I want you to relax me more..." His voice had found a voluptuous tone difficult to ignore. "Okay" I put some firmness dominant in my tone, "Let's continue, since you're begging me..." And with I pressed my thumbs gently in the vicinity of her pussy, which were completely soaked. "Because you're begging me... aren't you...?" and I approached my fingers a little more to his inguinal area. "Yessss... I... beg... you... for... favor... ! Give-me...more..." Then I put my hand in her pussy. "Ahhh...!" It was a soft fiery roar. I began to squeeze her through her panties, with the palm of my hand After a minute of such squeezing, he came again. "You're so hot, baby girl!" I lay down next to him, leaving my tempting melons on the side of his face. I took them out of their confinement. And I adjusted his head leaving his mouth against my right nipple. He became hungry and began to suck it and lick it with passion, between moans. While I let her do it, I massaged her tits. They were quite large, although, of course, next to the mine looked like they were from a toy store. I was crazy about my tits. It seemed that He would continue sucking them until the end of his days. He climbed on top of me and passed by one nipple to the other with frenzy. "I never imagined there would be such big nipples and "so fat and so tasty...!" he told me in the midst of his passion. I got carried away to a beautiful orgasm, just from the stimulation of my gigantic glands mammary She kept going, and I had to shake her off with a big hand. His gasps passionate were music to my ears. I rested for a few moments. "If what What you want is to suck, Marinita, I'm going to give you something else..." and I put my ass to him, side, in front of his face. He understood the idea right away. With his little mouth He covered my buttocks with kisses and licks, and separating my buttocks, he buried his face in the interior. What an ortho lick the daughter of a bitch gave me...! And it didn't stop until make me cum again. She was a slave intoxicated with passion. "Now you're leaving me "Suck the pussy, you cretin!" I insulted her, knowing the exaltation that that would give her. would produce. And I put my pussy astride his face. She grabbed with both hands of my big ass, so that my vagina would not escape, and he buried himself on her, licking and sucking with ardor. I rubbed my pussy in his face, passing my clitoris everywhere, and washing it with my juices. I felt it wheezing down there, and I felt her reach several orgasms. Finally came the mine, cataclysmic, pressing his face inside me throughout the very long moment of my tremendous finish. When I took the shell out of his face, he gasped. a desperate attempt to catch air. And while I continued aspiring to puffs, I could see by the tremors in his belly that he was cumming. new. I finally got dressed. "I have to go, Marina, another girl is waiting for me." to take care of her." "I hope you feel more relaxed now." But I don't know if He understood me. I left her sprawled on the bed in disarray, with a lost in the eyes. Chapter 3. Women in general. Things happened with many of the girls' mothers. I think that because of my melons, which upset them, and also because they lived hot. Many had husbands, but they still let themselves be tempted and succumbed. I used my huge breasts a lot to seduce them, and also my big ass. Women are always ready to be seduced by a big pair of tits like mine. I don't know if it's out of envy of not having them so enormous, or by the memory of her breastfeeding days (after all, all we suck boobs as babies) Or maybe it's that I didn't leave them any other alternative. I put my breasts in front of their noses, and shamelessly contoured them. AND He always found a way to rub them against her and press them against something. part of their anatomies. With various tricks I pressed my melons against his asses, against their thighs, against their faces, against their pubes, against their own tits, or made me grab them with her hands. I didn't lack imagination to get it. That I had to measure their waist for a skirt, what did I want? feel the firmness of her breasts with mine, ...well, any excuse was good, especially if it had the implicit complicity of the candidates, who pretended not to notice my tricks, tempted by the possibility of feel my big tits live against their bodies. And when this occurred, They always succumbed. Married, single, separated and widowed. As you know, I have dominated many men with my melons. I point them at them and wham- they fall, to put it in a funny way. But It turns out that it also works with women. Teenage girls, in particular, are "easy prey." The Girls, as we know, live hot. So with anything you turn on. And once you turn them on they are a blaze. The skinny "flat chest" girls are the hottest. Maybe because they have doubts about their own sexuality... but why speculate, They latch onto my melons like crazy. When I see that they are getting excited, I start hitting their faces with my big tits, moving them left and right, again and again, and hitting him with two knockout blows in each turn. I have learned to take care of myself when I do this, because at first "my melons are very heavy" I used to knock them out. Of course when they woke up they felt like they were in clouds, and They looked at me with adoration. Sometimes I began my seduction by putting my arms around both of them. sides of their necks, so that my boob, still covered by some sweater, He stood at the height of their chest, and spoke to them, as if giving them advice, but observing the havoc that my boobs were producing against hers. Small rotations to the right and left rubbed my nipples, while I continued with my friendly advice. If I continued with this treatment for a while, He could feel his legs wavering, or his knees going weak and then, with the excuse of holding them so they wouldn't fall, he squeezed them against my boobs. And he kept them like that, squeezing them until they They were ready for anything. Although in some cases they ran away from me there himself, while holding them and giving them squeezes. But here I stop. There is much more to tell you, but I don't know if I'm not boring you. If you feel like it, tell me what you think of my story so far, writing to ladooscuro4@hotmail.com See you next time!