Since I was a child I was always naughty and I learned from an early age that women only served two things in life: Fucking and being a mother. Well, that was the macho view of my time. It was not like today that women ended up benefiting from several laws that defend their rights and seem to have more value and privilege than men. I was definitely a sexist!

That way I never respected a tail in a skirt, regardless of age or social status, except my mom. From sisters upwards I was ready to draw on the stick, I just had to spread my legs, I even thought about never getting married or having children, as I would risk wanting to fuck my daughters, especially if they were big asses.

This I imagined after seeing a sinister episode happen in the neighborhood, where it was discovered that a certain man ate his two daughters and became pregnant, the bastard became a grandfather father. What a damn thing! I was curious about that event and tried tirelessly to talk to one of them. I wanted to know if their father forced them to fuck or if it had happened with their consent.

 What motivated me to go in search of that answer was that it must be a very crazy thing for a daughter to feel horny for her own father. If this had indeed happened, it was a kind of cursed experience, the children generated through that relationship would be cursed. But I couldn't deny that it was a novelty in sex that I needed to understand, because I became a fanatic admirer for everything related to sexuality, this subject interested me a lot. At sixteen years of age I became hooked on anything related to sex, the more immoral the greater my attraction to the subject.

When the bomb went off and I learned that both girls were of legal age, I wondered if it was a rape or an incest in common agreement between father and daughters. Because, think about it: A woman of nineteen and another of twenty years only gives a pussy to a father if she wants to, even if she was armed she only had one dick and could eat only one at a time, which would leave the other free to escape and report the pervert, right?

Unless he had been taking advantage of girls for a long time, since they were still children. I think these stops happen because they are all freaks. The tare of a person, whether man or woman, child, adolescent or adult needs to be quenched and if no other more correct means appears. It ends up serving those around, relatives or not. In my opinion, this is what makes these, kind of sinister stops happen among families.

At home, for example, we fucked ourselves crazy. Brothers and sisters fucking like wild animals, that's because we lived together in the same place, all horny, dominated by the crazy desire to fuck at any cost. My friend, you already saw, the sluts grew their tails and grew their cunts, we started wanking every day. And at the first opportunity, we had the evil idea of ​​punching the stick in the little girls who accepted and approved, starting a hell of an incest.

I became a devourer of anus and cunt, I didn't care who the hole might be, put my huge dick in it and that's it. As I said back there, dispensing a fuck only if it was with my mother, then I wouldn’t stick, but neither did my aunts.  Once my father's brother, a man named Sinésio, decided to spend a few days at our house. He was married to one of Mom's sisters. All in family. It turns out she was pretty naughty. I remember that before they got married, he visited us several times and kept stretching my dick in the hammock.

I was about nine years old and she seemed to find it interesting for a boy my age to have such a long cock. She lay with me, taking my big-headed chick. After she got married, she disappeared on the map and only when she turned sixteen, I saw her again, it was a hell of a brunette, big ass and everything. When she saw me she was all excited, that kid she had met in the past had grown up to be a handsome boy, manly and hungry for slutty. I had let my hair grow and I played sports, like playing ball, lifting weights.

That day everyone went out and left the brunette taking care of the house, my father went with my uncle to solve some issues, my sisters went to kick their legs and mommy delivers some sewing orders to a customer. I had just returned from class and the scoundrel barely let me in through the door and was soon grabbing me, it seemed to be with the fire of the devil burning inside that huge tail. Hugs, kisses, a lot of nostalgia and everything is fine. She was smart and realized that when she hugged me, I responded with a bone-cracking squeeze.

As soon as our bodies got tangled together, my mast stiffened inside the glued shorts and she could go right away feeling the pressure of the wood on which she would have to climb later. Since I was a boy, I wanted to fuck that woman, I didn't even take into account the fact that I was my aunt, I only thought about putting my chick in her. And now that she was back, it was my chance to make that fantasy come true.

I remember it was winter and it was raining hard that night, everyone was sleeping soundly when he passed down the hall, wearing only a short dress, glued to his body and transparent, showing his small panties and tucked in the breach of his fleshy ass. She clearly knew that I would not have fallen asleep and was right, as I was eager to quench my desire to fuck that monument. So, as soon as I passed in the direction of the bathroom outside, in the yard, I immediately followed. It was raining hard, but we didn't care about the water falling on us, we grabbed inside the place without much space and started to fuck ourselves right there.

Starting on our feet and ending up on the floor without worrying if we were going to get dirty or not. Her curiosity to see what my chick had looked like after growing up was so bad that I barely approached it and was soon lowering my underwear to see it, I seemed to be sure that it had become a huge sword. When she realized she hadn't been mistaken, she fell on him and swallowed him until her lips hit the bag. It made me feel the head of the stick, cutting its throat and invading the deepest part of that endless tunnel, used to swallowing cock, it was different than when I fucked the other women,

Because I didn't have to do the usual coming and going in their mouths, auntie was quite experienced in the subject and she did it herself. After snapping my hardened rod as if it were a stake, it moved its head back and forth, swallowing and releasing the giant snake all the time, giving some delicious moans that left me even more horny, excited and throbbing cock. When I thought I already knew everything about a fuck, a crown of thirty-five years appeared even more dirty than all the others with whom I had the chance to fuck.

When she turned on all fours, I went crazy with such desire that I had to fall into my ass and I did it with great anxiety. I was fascinated by oral sex, I did it anywhere, ass or pussy, without distinction. I even tried it on some tapes later. I started licking the hole with my hot and rough tongue, as soon as the contact occurred, she shuddered, I immediately saw that the naughty girl liked to give her ass. After licking it, I sucked so hard that the bitch grunted like crazy, rolling her hips.

Then I gave her what I really wanted to try I stuck my mast in her tight, hot hole until it hit the cable. Auntie really was eager to prove what she had wanted for years. I can't even explain why she didn't suck my dick when she took care of me as a child. My mom left the house and we were just the two of us. We had a lot of time to do our crazy things, but she seemed to be afraid that I would tell her to her sister. Nothing, if that had happened, I would never denounce it to my parents, I never was and I am not a hard finger.

I think these kids today are ridiculous, that an adult wants to teach how to fuck and they deliver. I was different, I started to fuck as a boy with my sisters and everyone who gave me the opportunity. If I became an experienced young man it was because I allowed adults to teach me. That winter night, while a heavy rain fell on the roof made of zinc, inside that bathroom my uncle's wife and I ate like crazy. We did a little of everything, we freaked out to the point of forgetting the risk we were taking there. What if my uncle woke up in the middle of the night and missed his wife?

What if he went looking for you and ended up discovering us, fucking like two animals in heat in that bathroom? The guy had a reputation for being angry, my dad said he had paid a sentence in jail for taking another guy's life. Well, I admit that I only stopped to think about it the next day. After the electrifying fuck, we showered and each went back to his room and tried to sleep. The next morning, we looked at each cynic, we were two bastards sitting at the breakfast table, remembering what we did hours ago. Do not think that we stopped there, we repeated the madness several times during the time that she stayed in my house.

Uncle Sinésio took horns to dance and never discovered that he was the horn of his own nephew. Well, you bastard as your wife was for sure many others fucked her up. The fun lasted a few weeks and soon I was left with nowhere to stick my boa, but it was for a short time. As I was getting low marks in math, Mom decided to enroll me in private lessons with teacher Grace, daughter of Mr. Seventy, a neighbor and acquaintance of Dad, she had a school in her own home. Where I used to teach tutoring to underperforming students in certain subjects.

In fact, she was a cousin to the twins I screwed on the trip to the countryside. It was a young woman, twenty-two years old, quite tall, thin, with long black hair. In short: A hot girl. On my first day of school, she received me very seriously and I realized that I didn't give a mole to kids. I learned, in advance, that the girl was a tough nut to crack with her students and would drop the paddle on anyone who didn't take their studies seriously.

Well, I thought, this must be just for the kids, because with me things will change, since I'm already quite grown up, she won't want to come with this punishment talk for a sixteen year old guy. It so happened that, to my surprise, she immediately came to warn me about this detail, said that if I didn't try, I would be grounded. Well, I was the one who was deburring a card. After its placement, the conversation went something like this:

— Okay, teacher, let me see if I understand: Here if the kids step on the ball and don't answer the exercises correctly, you beat them up, is that it?

— Of course not, how can I beat them if I'm not a mother? What I have permission given by parents to do is punish them

— Know. And how is this punishment?

— It depends. It can be paddling, kneeling in the corner of the wall or remaining answering your exercise in the room after the end of normal class hours. You only go home when your parents or guardian comes to pick you up

— Well, but they are children. And in my case?

— Here the punishment is the same for everyone, regardless of size and age

— Have you gone crazy? Never that I will accept a stop like that with me!

— So try not to miss your tasks.

Because otherwise you will either go to punishment, or go away and never come back here

— No, I'm going

Upon arriving at home, Mrs. Julia, my mother, already came throwing stones and asking what had happened so that I hadn't stayed in the tutoring class. It did not help to explain that the teacher came with that strange punishment talk to my side, the crown lowered the batten on my back with a belt whose buckle was almost the size of a plate, and sent me back over the tracks.Well, if I couldn't stay at home, I wouldn't be attending class with that crazy teacher either, so I sat on the sidewalk next to the school until one of the kids looked out the window and saw me.

Notifying the windsock that I was out there. She came to me and gave me a terrible scolding, saying that I should go home or come and participate in the class as the other students did. I got bitten, got my notebooks and went to the little square that was about fifty meters away and stayed there for several hours until it got dark. I am suddenly surprised by Grace unexpected visit, the boring teacher, who came to talk to me after her class ended.

— Wow, boy, you are very deburred, did it cost you to stop beating and going to attend class?

— Look here, first I'm not a boy and lastly, I don't accept this punishment talk

— How old are you, you bore?

— Sixteen!

— And you already consider yourself an adult man?

— I guarantee that boy I am not

She smiled, admiring the way I always had the answers ready to give you the moment she spoke to me.

— What's your name, you brother?

— Marcos!

— Very well, Mr. Marcos, I think we started with the left foot. I am Professor Grace and it is a great pleasure to have you as my student during tutoring, can we be good friends?

Hearing those words, being spoken in a tender and gentle way by that woman, brought a certain peace to my bored heart after the wraps received from my mother, at home. I realized that sometimes we don't get along with certain people. And that is because somehow, we met at an inopportune moment, when something for us goes wrong and we end up unraveling our frustrations in the other.

  Just before I went to see the new tutoring school, my mother received from the school a notification that I was doing bad math lessons and gave me the biggest press. Then the teacher comes to me with what I took as threats, I return home and I am beaten ...Well, it went wrong. We sat on the bench in the square, chatting long and pleasantly, for long hours. We ate popcorn with guarana that the new friend decided to pay spontaneously in order to seal our friendship.

The following afternoon I went to my first reinforcement class and everything went well, there was no stress. The days passed, the week ended and Grace made me an invitation that I accepted immediately. The new friend asked me to go with her on the weekend to one of the streams that passed about a kilometer from where we lived to harvest fern, a type of vine that is used to plant on palm trunks. After they develop, they decorate gardens and even the courtyard of some mansions. She prepared and sold at the city's craft fairs, as a means of increasing her earnings.

That Saturday morning, we went together to pick the vines on the banks of the marsh for the purpose of making the artifacts for resale on Sunday. The teacher wore shorts so short that when bending down to pick the plants, she left out the edges of her hot ass. Despite being tall, thin and fluted, the damned woman had a guitar waist and a cheeky ass to make any male cock throbbing.

It was enough to see her wearing that tiny, sticky outfit that I swore to myself not to return home without rolling up that bitch. What I didn’t know was that the unfortunate girl, even in her late twenties, had never climbed on a hard wood and her two little holes were completely sealed, my hot teacher remained with the same seal that she brought from the day she was born, totally virgin.

The fact that she invited me to go and get the ferns from the stream gave me the impression that she was inviting me to fuck. But I was wrong and I only realized it after I ran into the donkeys. We decided to bathe in the cold waters of the creek to clean the sweat acquired by the effort made when harvesting the plants and she took off the jeans shorts she was wearing, leaving only a tiny red bikini.

The darn thing was so narrow that the edges of her pussy were exposed driving me crazy. We stayed there inside the stream, swimming in that cold water. And while she seemed innocent of the danger, she was in being alone with me. Terrible ideas formed in my mind about how I was going to turn her inside out in a wild and completely crazy fuck. I waited patiently for her to jump on top of me in a rage.

 Tearing off my clothes and dropping my mouth on my dick, as usually happened with all the women I had sex with before, but nothing happened, the teacher just seemed to want to play. That was when I stepped on the ball, because I was in agony and went on the attack. Like a predator I flew on the poor thing and, realizing that we were alone, away from anyone else who could intervene in my actions, I threw myself on top of her, violently taking off her tiny bikini and hitting a strong kiss on her mouth

She was tall, but too thin to contain my ferocity, so she was at the mercy of my savagery. Powerless in the face of my crazy tare, the little teacher couldn't help me spread her legs and push my mast harder than ever in her pussy. However, to my disappointment I did not want to enter the hole, even forcing several times. I concluded that maybe it was because we were in the water and I dragged her suddenly to the shore, laying her on the sand.

What bothered her most was that all the time she was screaming and asking for help as if I was trying to rape her. Then, after failing to penetrate her pussy, even in a dry place, and because she insisted on asking me to stop it, I restrained myself for a moment and asked him, annoyed:

— What the fuck, woman, even looks like a teenager in the first fuck

— As well?

— Why the hell are you making such a fuss?

— What do you expect me to do, you crazy? Are you trying to rape me and want me to keep quiet?

— What is this rape talk, you troubled? I'm just trying to fuck you, woman, isn't that why you invited me to come here?

— Are you crazy, boy? Do you think I'm a whore? If I knew you were a scoundrel of the worst kind, I would never have invited you to help me get the plants

She gave me that answer while putting on her clothes and ran towards the highway, she didn't even gather the vines we harvested, nor the tools used. I didn't understand anything. Confused and embarrassed by what I had just done, I greased the things she left and returned home. The next day I went to see her during tutoring in the hope that we could talk and try to apologize for the confusion. However, to my disappointment, I didn't find her at the school, who was teaching her sister, Lucia.

When I asked her why she is not there, I was aware that she had traveled to another city. And that for the rest of that month he would not teach us. It was about six weeks after the episode and I was already distressed to not hear from the teacher. It was a huge surprise to arrive at the reinforcement school on a Monday, and find Grace waiting for us as she used to do.  However, completely serious and without paying any attention to me he started teaching, always ignoring me. This was something new for me, he was a man accustomed to being desired by women and I never had to make the slightest effort to possess them, now he had been disgracefully rejected.

At the end of that class, when I was going out with the other students, I was stopped by Grace, who wanted to talk. She said there was a need to understand each other about what happened. After making clear his dissatisfaction with my previous behavior and explaining why he had not agreed to have sex in the stream, I apologized and made up. The little teacher revealed to me that despite her age she was still a virgin, she had never had sex. I was astounded at the revelation, as I usually fucked girls almost half my age and knowing that at over twenty, she kept herself pure, I freaked out. At that moment, I thought: I have to be the first to roll this little thing up!

My goodness, a virgin of that age should have the seal harder than concrete, penetrating it would take a little time. I spent the rest of that afternoon sitting on the park bench, thinking about that revelation. And to further complicate the situation, imagine who suddenly appeared to continue the conversation? That's right, she appeared in the square and we were having a long chat. That's when I understood the whole situation, the poor thing had already fallen in love with a scoundrel in the past that shattered his heart.

Due to this immense disappointment she decided never to get involved with anyone else and with that it became practically impossible for her to have an intimate relationship. In other words, by the force of fate that tail has been kept for me for years and the smart guy here wouldn’t suck, leaving a magnificent chance of that escaping my hands. Now she was going to climb on a stick and roll up her pussy. I understood that I should be smart and not force the bar with her, pretend that I was respecting her space and move with less intensity, nothing to go too thirsty to the pot like a guy unprepared, inexperienced in the matter.

After all, even at a young age, experience with women was not lacking. After regaining her confidence, we went back to the stream several times to pick vines. The ferns that she needed so much to prepare her works of art and sell to the wealthy in the city center, in order to put them in her gardens. In fact, I learned how to make such palm trunks and started to help her prepare them, then we went to sell together at the fair. Smartly, she didn't wear overly short clothes anymore so as not to light my tare.

My enthusiasm for cooperating with her work and the help given to her to prepare and sell her products earned me greater confidence on her part and an enormous thanks. I became his friend and frequented his home daily. As her parents worked outside and in the morning her brother studied, at this time she was always alone at home. Since the reinforcement school only functioned in the afternoon at your invitation, I started to show up there from time to time, missing school, of course. I knew that this could complicate me with grades and attendance at the end of the year, in addition to being a certain spanking by Mrs.

Raimunda, but I couldn't give up and miss the opportunity to tear that pussy up for nothing in this life. So, I spent the whole morning by her side, helping with housework, hoping that at any moment she could feel like fucking and invite me to stick my sword in her crack And, my wait didn't last long. One of the times we were together she called me to help tidy up her room. Once there, she threw herself on the bed, pulling me right away, and we lay down on the old spring mattress, hard and noisy.

They were the models that existed in those times and they were considered the most modern of the time. A real shit compared to the current ones. But I didn't care where I would have to lie down to eat that delicious pussy. He was willing to make any sacrifice. She was wearing a short, transparent skirt, the red panties were so narrow that the back was all tucked into the bottom of her ass. And the front, being too thin, was swallowed by the two fleshy lips of the pussy, totally hairless, smooth and perfumed.

I was never a sucker type and I soon learned what that woman, whose gala had been accumulating for so long, wanted with me when she invited me to lie in that bed. Surely it would not be for the simple necessity of chatting, as this could be done on the sofa in the living room or at the kitchen table, as we have always done. No, what was really going through her mind was the same crazy thing I imagined. We started to kiss I was sucking his tongue very hard as I usually do to make women very excited.

At the same time, the silly hand smoothed her slender tummy, the tips of her fingers curled her small breasts under her blouse, hard and with a beak already erect with lust. Kisses, caresses and a lot of kneading ended up leaving her completely undressed and without wasting time.I also already totally naked and with an erect, throbbing cock, I pulled her to the side of the bed. Spreading her legs and, getting on my knees, I fell on my mouth in her big pussy, licking and sucking her little red clitoris. Apparently, no other man had ever licked his little holes lacking affection, she kept on moaning.

 At the same time, I asked what I was doing, because I acted this way or that, I looked like a girl with no idea of ​​a good fuck. Gradually she let herself be dominated by the pleasure that drove her crazy and surrendered to all my follies. After a complete treatment all over your body, starting at the mouth and going to your back little hole. Putting her on all fours and sucking her ass really hard, which made that inexperienced little bitch shiver all over, it's time to teach her that sex is also done in the mouth.

Still lying down, I climbed up to her face, spread wide with my legs spread and positioned side by side with her head, I slowly pushed my mast through her throat.First, I sent her to suck the head of the stick and she obeyed it, she found it delicious. Then I started slowly, until it went down your throat. At first, I wanted to choke, but I was careful to do it right and, when she gave her faith, everything had gone in, she even hit the bag.

I pulled and let her breathe, then pushed it back into the trunk. I repeated the act several times and her eyes were wide open, tearing up, but the damn girl was stubborn and wanted to do something dirty. She didn't seem to want to surrender to a kid who knew everything. It was unlucky for her, because that would allow me to fulfill all my most daring fantasies in her. I lost the patience to be fucking slowly.  And started to put the cock with more power in her throat without worrying if I would get stuck or not.

And you know what? It went down soft! The more I used to come and go, she just moaned, keeping her eyes wide open and her mouth full by the thickness of my huge, thick cock. That poor woman had never before swallowed such a big, thick cock, at most she should have licked some cock around the head, certainly the first boyfriend who didn't even have a pulse to stick in her pussy, since the damned girl was still a virgin.

I swear that with so much fucking on my resume I was eager to invade that sealed hole to know the difference between a virgin and another with the variegated pussy. Most guys, nowadays mainly, don't give a damn about this detail and it is common to hear from feminists that this virginity business is taboo. However, it is good to point out to those less informed that a brand new, sealed pussy is worth a lot, because it has a different flavor.

Perhaps the reader, curious because of this statement, wonders what could make such a difference when penetrating a hole for the first time from another one that is already widely used, and I give you the following comparison so that you understand perfectly the enormous contrast in the two cases:

Imagine you who have a passion for cars being able to go to a store of your choice to buy a zero, kilometer vehicle in the model you want. It would be great, wouldn't it? So, would the friend stop buying his big car of the year and buy scrap instead? Now, I don't even need to hear your answer. Certainly, your choice would be to opt for the brand, new vehicle. So, the same idea we can do in relation to a fuck in a virgin pussy.

 Having the pleasure of being the first to break a woman's seal and become unforgettable throughout her life is a unique experience experienced by few today. Of course, someone there will be able to grumble and say that this has nothing to do and that they no longer even remember the first man she fucked. Okay, but I guarantee that if it is said by a woman, her words are nothing more than a severe pain in the elbow, surely the male she gave her gourd ate and then put her foot in his ass, causing this revolt.

But you can be sure that even if you are hurt you still remember the unfortunate person, even if you are angry. If we suffer the loss of one of our physical, limbs we will never be able to forget in what situation this occurred to us, agree? Would you lose a finger in an accident and easily forget the episode?

Especially if every time you look at your hand you miss the missing piece of your body? Evidently not! So, this is how things work with women, they never forget the first prick that tore the seal off their vaginas and the splash of blood that fell on the sheets. And if by chance you could not see the blood that came out of the pussy, then what will mark this first time will be the passion felt by the male who fucked her, if there was no love, it will be by the pain felt, the madness committed, the adventure lived ..

The truth is that there is no such thing as saying that the first time did not mark your life. As a certain Brazilian song, interpreted by Paula Toller, affirms: You were my first boyfriend, the others are just the others, and that's it. So, because I understood the importance of having the honor of opening that sex-hungry hole, I was extremely euphoric during the situation. Luckily, I did not hesitate and ended up broaching as it usually happens with certain Guys when I go to the pot with a lot of hand. The women are fine, as they just open their legs to receive the male's cassette, but we, in addition to the intense desire, still need an erection so that the cock is well erect.

Otherwise the fuck softens and is in no condition to penetrate the drug from the greedy hole. But, as I said, fortunately everything went well and that morning and after licking and sucking the two entrances of the teacher and making her crazy with lust, still lying on the side of the bed, all open, I put her two legs on my shoulders and I saw ahead from my wide eyes that beautiful, delicious, needy and hungry cunt.

It was different from all the others that I could see before, totally open-mouthed, begging me to put my giant mast in it. Guys, how could I deny a request as tasty as that? Still with her legs on both shoulders and both hands free, I held firmly in the middle of the cock to be able to point in the center of the ditch and pushed in the little hole I saw under her little grid. Immediately the stick could not get in, it moaned with every effort I made.

Gradually it broke, the head did not pass easily because it was huge, just like a very large, fluffy, red and soft tomato. But with a bit of style and spit molasses it passed. Finally, the tip came in, then the rest, I started punching in and out. First slowly, then I gradually increased the speed. The girl was rolling on the mattress, the old bed started to creak and make a lot of noise. We decided to leave and went to the ground. I punched the dick in that fleshy big pussy and she screamed in my ear, bit my ear and asked me to fuck her more, with more force, I wanted to feel whole inside her ... Damn, it was the best fuck of my life!

Then I told her to turn on all fours and licked her ass a little more, still a virgin, without ever having swallowed a cucumber just like mine. On top of a dressing table where her mother kept several bottles of perfumes and other cosmetics used by women at the time, I found a hair cream. Knowing that shoving the stick in an ass is not like putting it in the pussy, as it is a dry area and without any natural lubrication, I melted the entrance with this cream to facilitate penetration.

I put a pillow on the floor and told her to lean her forehead against it, sticking out her tail. From behind, I stuck the mast in its tail still with a seal. The task was not easy, either for me or for her, because the hell in the hole was tight. My goodness, because he is used to getting into torn holes with great ease, I found myself in trouble to drill that well. There are still those who say that a woman who is milked in the fuck has no difference whatsoever from the one who is starting.

Anyone who thinks like that is a woman who tries to value herself after having both holes damaged or is a guy who never ate a virgin. Especially after twenty, when their meats are harder to tear. Fucking a teenager is easier than opening a crown. It's like breaking a concrete wall with a small, weightless sledgehammer. Well, the truth is that I skinned the cock and the next day I almost can't pee properly. Finally the stick went through the naughty ass and I started to punch it with great desire.

That madness lasted about three hours and we did all kinds of slutty that I liked to do with women. Thankfully she approved all my sexual fantasies and apparently the naughty girl got hooked. Because every time we had sex, she wanted a full menu, we were so addicted to fucking in her parents' bed that to avoid continuing to miss classes we started to fuck every night at her aunt's house, located next door. The old woman was deaf and spent the whole, time doing crochet.

Look, I fucked that bitch's ass so much that one day, when it was hitched on her ass, when pulling my stick, I looked at the size of that virgin hole from before and realized how much I had torn from taking so much stick. The devil seems to have stretched in a scary way. It is common after removing the stick from the anus for it to remain open for a few seconds and then close. As she was on all fours and with her butt well up, it was easy to visualize the mug of the crook rolled up.

  The ambient light was on and the lighting was great. I started to laugh at the comical situation and she kept asking me the reason for my laughter, not even touching that she laughed at the immense breach I made in her ass. Women do not understand the reason of most men - husband, house... — after a while they drop out of their lives and look for other partners to fuck.

The main reason for this is because they are so loose that we no longer feel pleasure in putting the wood in them. It is very annoying to fuck an ass or a pussy where we are no longer able to feel our member hitting the walls.  What gives us pleasure in a sex is not simply getting in and out of the stick in the hole, but rubbing it on the sides of the pussy and if that doesn't happen, the act is useless. Some complain about their partners coming fast or taking too long when they are fucking. Well, this is because in one of the cases the place is tight and the penis curls up a lot, leading to orgasm.

In the other, due to being excessively loose, the individual does not feel any pleasure and takes time to reach orgasm. Certain women will say that there are no loose cunts or asses, but thin sticks, but this conclusion is discarded in my experiences, because I have a huge, thick and big-headed cock, but I have already found loose pussy. This indicates that they have been invaded so many times by masts equal to or more, bulky than mine to the point that they are incredibly wide, terribly damaged.

Those were gone, just a donkey to fill. If Grace fucked a guy whose limb was smaller and thinner than mine, he would think he would be shoving his tool into an endless well, the naughty was pretty spoiled. We fucked too much it was every day for long months. It was at her aunt's house, in her parents' bed, in the stream on weekends and holidays, it happened wherever she could. The shy little teacher who took time to give her pussy while experiencing the sexual act liked it so much that she didn't want to stop. He also learned to drink gala and became addicted like a weaned calf.

 Every time he preferred that the milk of the pica be poured into his mouth and swallowed everything with the greatest pleasure. But as everything one day comes to an end, our relationship has also ended. In those days, one of his uncles, who lived in Alagoas, arrived at the dog's house, a very handsome guy, well-groomed, tall and of enviable physique. Not that I felt diminished in the face of this northeastern but it seems that she found it more interesting. After the individual's arrival in the city, they started to walk together to and from, it was just cool.

I started to be suspicious of the situation, because the slut decreased the frequency of looking for me and if I asked her to go for the fuck, I made excuses. Our meetings were reduced to once or twice a week and got so cold that it would be better to jerk off. They stopped my trip to her house mainly after she stopped teaching. The excuse was that he would have grown tired of the work he did with the kids, but I could see that it was just lame excuses. His lack of interest in me became so apparent that it would be better to put your foot in the ass and dismiss me at once.

 But he preferred to keep rolling. Then, when we finally fought and she had the cadence to open the game, I learned what actually happened during the period when she was avoiding me. The rascal and the mother's brother started to catch each other. In the same place where we used to fuck the slut, she decided to give her ass to her uncle, inside the house and in his sister's bed, without the slightest modesty. Well, in short, I took a huge horn, it was the first and it hurt like hell.

I confess that I spent several months discouraged with women, especially when I saw Grace walking hand in hand with the scoundrel who took my place. Since this episode happened to me, I understood that for women to have a huge, thick and horny stick is not enough. In fact, it doesn't matter if we have a lot of money, big bucks, fame, social status ... They end up exchanging us for others, sometimes much less.

I have followed in the media cases in which many of them cheat on their important spouses for expensive faces and with nowhere to fall dead, claiming they are not happy in the relationship. Some claim to cheat for lack of good sex, others claim to live under pressure, lack of money and comfort, not being reciprocated in love... That is, there is always a lame excuse, but in the end the truth is just one: Naughtiness.

Women have been unfaithful since the creation of the world, in fact, although it is said that the creator of the world is perfect, I tend to think that if there is something, he created that is completely flawed it is women. I started to have this in mind after reading the story of Adam and Eve, the shameless one barely had a chance and was soon opening the guard for the snake. In the same way, their descendants act nowadays, they exchange good parties for others that are completely silly.

I confess that I really missed that chipping, but with time I ended up confirming myself with the horn and ended up forgetting, I went back to playing trickster with other women. She, in turn, married her uncle and went to live in the State of Alagoas., At that time it was quite natural, marriage between relatives. I never saw her again. I thought that giving a good blow to that ass would make her bond with me to the point of never thinking about leaving me, however, things happened in a way contrary to what I expected.

Still very young, manly and with a lot of luck to attract new suitors it was not difficult to fill the lack that she made me.  After that part of my story, I finished my elementary studies — quite late, by the way — and my parents decided to send me to another state, live with an aunt, in order to finish high school. It was there that things happened in an amazing way in my life. At nineteen years of age, addicted to fucking girls' ass and cunt, in addition to loving filling the mouths of sluts with wooden milk, I found myself in a house with five hot cousins.

The oldest was twenty-one, all sealed, gourd, virgins! Fucking so abundant! As soon as I came across the hot cousins, some black women with a meaty tail and some big cunts that I could see the mass of meat under the tight, short skirts they wore, I wondered why I stayed so long without going to the city that is two hours of mine to visit them. We saw each other when we were still children and we never saw each other again. Auntie was a smart crown and didn't trust leaving the girls alone at home with me, so her paternal grandmother was in charge of watching over us while she was gone, but nothing worked.

They, like me, were dominated by an uncontrollable urge to fuck. I never thought that those black tailed huge asses, could be so delicious after they grew up, when we were little, they came to our house in State of Maranhão to spend the holidays and then we got everything ready. José and I tried to kill their tare, pushing the chick into their little holes, but we never entered because it was enough to burn at the entrance to the hole and they left. They were a bunch of softies. But he could, too, we were nothing more than a bunch of mischievous kids in the naughtiness, nothing serious.

 We all know that it is a tradition of the whole family that cousins ​​love to have sex with cousins, even uncles make nieces nagging, I know a man who even married his sister's daughter. I would not have the courage to make such a stop. Eat a niece? No, you fools, marry her. I stick it in and I do it with the utmost tranquility, as I said before, I just let my mother go and look there.