The next night, even traumatized by the idea of being strongly escorted around the city and wearing a colorful wig all the way by car, I attended the meeting at Hazz's house. The apartment in which Hazz lived was not as decadent as I thought. The facade of the building was made of bricks burned by the sun, rising on six floors, whose wide windows were all facing the sun, whether it was its sunrise, or its por.There was no doorman. No one to communicate the arrival of a visit, maybe that's why he was already waiting for me in front of the entrance gate, holding an umbrella when he saw my car park. His hair was loose, and I could see all the fulfillment of the strands. It was indeed big, but loose gave him a much better look than the prisoner in that weird way. He almost looked like someone else there, although the flashy sweater and colored pants didn't help at all.A slight rain from the beginning of December was starting to fall in the city, and Hazz had the common sense of approach
We ate quietly, with Jessy explaining to me how her life as a world-renowned celebrity really worked, and how grateful she was still for my attitude the night before. I had taken a scare from hell when I saw her in that purple wig, and I really wanted to say that, for someone who understood so much about fashion, she didn't know how to be discreet at all.But I also noticed that security had changed, that a car followed her closely, and that the men would not leave the sidewalk in front of the building until Jessy left. I wondered if everyone around her was already aware of that agreement, if everyone realized that that night could very well last a long time, because of the possible sex she intended to have with me.But I was forced to swallow all these thoughts and stay as neutral as possible. Jessy seemed to hide something. She was pulling all kinds of subjects, as if to persuade me to go straight to where she wanted us to go.I was not dumb to the point of thinking that, after last
She was wonderful. She was a woman in all aspects of the word. The full breasts came against my face when she passed both arms around my neck, and a cruel and purely malicious smile rose on her face."For someone who even moments ago was astonished by my reference to sucking your cock, until you are very out," she said, arching an eyebrow.I didn't stop moving my hands through your ass. I didn't stop feeling the lace details of her panties that curled gently at the tips of my fingers. Her smell was converting me in that worst version too, it was so dose and sensual, so strong and with notes of wild flowers. I didn't know how to describe that woman and everything that made her unique, but she was perfect, I just wanted to praise her before things came to an end that I didn't expect."You seem to awaken my most lascivious side," I confessed with a little smile.Jessy leaned slightly back, letting me see her entire trunk and the way we were so close intimately. By the way she moved, I co
Hazz's kiss gave me the impression that angels touched harps and that heavy and soft clouds surrounded us, because it was the same as going to paradise and coming back.The touch of his hands on my skin gave the feeling that nothing in the world was more sacred than that gesture. I felt hungry, with a hole in my chest that could only close with more and more of it. Everything he gave me in his kiss, I took it.Every gesture of hunger, I corresponded. It was a delivery, a song, and a poem for the few who knew how to appreciate it. I loved the way he touched me and made me feel like the most special creature in the world. I loved feeling like more than just a girl he would have sex with.All right, I had taken all that, but I didn't expect him to involve me in that growing need to do more than just distribute some kisses, skip the foreplay and start with the most fun part of the meeting.I didn't expect him to kiss me as if it also depended on that, as if his body didn't accept the idea
Hazz kept kissing me, nibbling gently, sucking hard, and all at the same point, as if he wanted to leave a mark on me, at every point he went down, lower and lower. Something more than just that scene that I doubted would disappear from my head, from the praise he offered to my body.First of all, Hazz had warned me that the building was made of such a thin material that all the neighbors always listened on the walls to hear what others were doing, and that's why I was holding back. I was trying not to make noise, not to moan with the touches he spread over my body and awakened every point.And when he finally touched me there, I felt even more graced to live that moment."I shouldn't feel like a Goddess when touched by you," I confessed in a whispered tone, barely holding me back when I saw that Hazz was starting to slide my panties down. His face was now very close to my thigh, so close that I even felt his breath warm me up. "I shouldn't feel like no one can do the same.”" Why not
I immediately realized that what I liked the most in every touch of Hazz about me were the sounds that filled our surroundings. Not music, not some song from nature, but our sounds. The sound of his lips closing in my body, the sound of the friction of his tongue as he passes through that sensitive and excited part of my body, the sound of my moans in response to his actions. The sound of our breaths, which even distant still showed the intensity and pure desire. Lust in sound form.My back arched upwards, and one of Hazz's hands rose to take that breast of mine again, and I needed all my strength not to move away from his hand, so as not to let the sensitivity in my clitoris spoil everything, but I was already beyond the limit. I was already more than close to cumming. He knew that.That's why he teased me. That's why he avoided saying the obscenities that every man usually talks about in sex. He was more concerned about showing what he could do, not talking. And I knew that in a few
My legs started shaking again, my fingers contracting and that wave going down and up into my womb. And I was almost sure that I would end up tearing a piece of the cushion with my teeth, because I tried to muffle my sounds by putting that shit in my mouth, and I regretted it when I felt the foam dropping, and maybe Hazz was kicked out of the building by the sound that escaped from my half-open mouth, maybe the list of women wanting to have sexThe feeling was of being gliding, feeling the pressure drop quickly in my blood, and keep me stable. The feeling was a fall. A climb. A victory and a loss. And that man, capable of sucking at that level, hid under a shell that pushed everyone away. I'm glad I had insisted on that. I'm glad my eyes never failed to recognize a wonderful fuck.Thank God, Hallelujah.I was gathering all my willpower that was still left in that burning body to continue containing me, so as not to throw my legs around his waist and force him to fuck me with the cock,
My modesty did not allow Jessy to leave me totally naked on the couch, but still, as she bent down to put herself on her knees at my feet, I thought she couldn't stand it much longer.When she slid my pants down and removed my penis from her underwear, with a slowness that caused her sharp nails to gently shave by the wide head, I had to squeeze my jaw to contain myself.Jessy watched me with an exclamation sparkle on her face. I was already totally erect for her, and despite being a voluptuous woman, her hands were small and closed with difficulty around my cock."Maybe I need better positions to put it entirely in my mouth? "She pondered, more to herself than to me, and a new smile of satisfaction ran through her mouth. Still kneeling, still holding my cock, she watched me with a sweetness that almost made me put her back under me. "Or do you like to know that it's so big for an ordinary blowjob?"Is there any other way to give yourself a blowjob without being in the conventional wa