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Another story by the Attorney that is part of his archives private. The one who always fucked In my youth, the quintessential fun of a young man from the suburban was the milonga. There were neighborhood clubs where people danced on weekends. week, and where we went, or during the week you could access the dance venues in the center of the capital, something we did very from time to time, on the occasion of special events. My friends and I went to Defensores Unidos, the social club best "atmosphere" in the area. They danced "typical" (tango) and "jazz" (a medley of rhythms of all kinds), the tango was danced by the elderly and the black Mendoza, the only one of my friends who understood cuts and ravines. The black man followed in the footsteps of his father who in life had been an excellent dancer, awarded with medals and cups on many occasions. In reality, for most of us, the milonga had The main purpose was to see if we hooked up any minitas to try get laid We rarely succeeded and usually ended up blowing a straw on a lonely street or, if we had money, unloading our balls in the busy vagina of a whore. The only one who invariably always caught was the black one. Mendoza. We, probably out of envy and impotence, screwed it up. It was said that he fucked hopeless young women and in many cases quite fuleras He defended himself by answering that they were not much different from the whores he the ones we paid him, while he fucked for free, and even sometimes, received gifts. The turro was right and we, the piolas, had to put violin in bag. He didn't always eat catfish, many of the women he met garchaba were very appetizing, despite being over thirty (for us who were around 20, real old women). They were "spinsters" and even married, willing to live a little adventure in the hands of a young man who would surely respond much better than the accustomed and boring husband who they had at home. The black man was a fan of danceable tango, and the fact that that love for dance provided him with the possibility of fucking, it was just a circumstance. He was even capable of dancing with a statue. He told me, in our long coffee conversations, that the Tango is not only a dance but an erotic ritual. If you look closely at a couple while they dance, they are dancing, but they hide it and the audience thinks they are just dancing. After a night of milonga the dancers are so charged that they dance the last piece in private and horizontally. -You can't snub your partner no matter how cheap he is. Tea He assured that it is almost always so good that you don't even notice if the mine is half ugly the black man finished. I tried to learn to dance, tired of not having anything to do. It was a total disaster, most of the time my legs got tangled in such a so that I ended up on my ass on the ground. It was evident that he had no conditions and he only did it for the subordinate interest of getting his shit wet. The main motivation for my sudden turn to tango It was that at that time the Negro was assiduously hooking up with Teresa, married to a transporter who spent a lot of time traveling around the country, which warmed me lot. I thought that if I learned to dance, I would have a chance to fuck her The black man knew it and one night when we were at the bar Having a coffee, he told me: -I'm going to have sex with Teresa, do you want to come? The surprise only left me stammering: -Are you in a black fart? How am I going to go? Do you want me to kill myself? -No idiot, it turns out that Tere wants to fuck with two guys at the same time, they want to have the party, and they asked me if I couldn't bring someone you trust. You know that her wishes are orders for my. Decide, do you want to come? We entered Teresa's house silently and without anyone see us The black man was very careful of the details that could compromise badly to their women. I don't miss hearing a tango on the radio at all. She told me He had seen the milonga and said: -Thank you black, it's the one I like the most of your friends. They left me aside and started dancing. There I understood What the black man said, it seemed like they were dancing but in reality they were fucking. They finished the dance almost naked and with the black man's cock at the door of the house. shell. I was red and Teresa urged me to get naked. He grabbed my cock and began to suck it while Mendoza fucked her pussy with soft penetrations. We exchanged places and I felt the heat and humidity of his vagina welcomed my erect cock. When Teresa let go of his cock, the black man settled down to ortho and showed us his joy for having achieved the dream of having two cocks together inside her. We exchanged positions again and I could see that the Teresa's ass was of such beauty that it urged one to eat it and penetrate it deeply. I did so and as a consequence I spilled even my last drop of milk I felt bad because of how quickly it had ended and she told me: -Don't worry, we're just getting started. He was right, after a while of observing how the black man continued pumping ardently he was ready to continue fucking. I started sucking him tits while she was riding the black man who was located behind, when She left her pussy free to put it in her mouth, I went down to suck her pussy. Then I settled down to thread my cock into her and we kept her in suspense between the attacks from both. Teresa was a passionate fucker and enjoyed several orgasms before asking us to fill her with our semen, some of which we poured into his eagerly open mouth. When I went to the bathroom the black man told me: -Get ready, because we have all night. It was an impressive night of almost continuous garcha. Never I knew how much sex I took but I'm sure I never matched the performance. We left quietly before dawn. We walk until the nearest bar, the black man whistling a tango, I was happy to have gotten wet, although It would not have been on his own merit, internally thanking the black man for his invitation. I never learned to dance the tango but I did learn to understand profoundly the chemistry that it produces in lovers. I can assure you that many of my happiest fucks had their rhythm. The black man continued dancing and fucking, life rewarded him. When he grew up he married a young, blonde Yankee who came on a tango tour. Fascinated by his dancing and his cock, she took him north and gave him a dance academy Surely many American women learned to dance and know which is a well done fuck.