Many years had passed since She was no longer a part of my life. Her figure continues to fascinate me. Images of her huge lips haunted my thoughts. Scenes of a special eroticism that I lived them together, they ruined my nights. That's right, I was left alone for a long time. I think it made me addicted to her and especially to her fantasies and desires that blended perfectly with mine. But so it was.
When the day turns into night, I could see the girls going outside. What a spectacle unfolding before me! Women with slender bodies seduced clients with lascivious movements and dizzying smiles. I was dying to go with one to fuck the hell just to get rid of her. I couldn't stop! Don't ask me why I wouldn't know the answer. All I knew was that She had made me her slave, the perfect linguist in her possession, forever. How the hell should I go with one, be she a prostitute when my mind was on her? And to my despair and helplessness this situation lasted a while.
It lasted until one evening, while I was at a gas station (I passed by that gas station about twice a week), I saw a petite black woman, with sweet shapes, with a tender smile. She asks me in broken Italian (and I speak secretly but she and I do) if I don't want a number. I look at her blocked, analyze her for a few seconds and answer dryly: NO! Insist but I don't and no. I am leaving! I continue my race and the imaginary conversation with the young gypsy. For the first time, Ela did not haunt me and I could safely cut fantasies with this surprising girl. On the way I was sorry that I did not "abuse" the "goodies" that could be made available to me for an obvious cost. But I thought it was nothing, I can only see her in a few days. The days go by and I see her again but being late I said step again. In the 10 minutes I was fed, I talked to her, asking her various questions. That's how I found out that he was from Bucharest, he was 19 years old and he was a prostitute to support his family. She also told me her name but it was so complicated that I couldn't remember it. Towards the end of the discussion, I ask her if I can find her here this weekend and receive an affirmative answer. We look forward to the weekend.
It was going to be the first time with a gypsy ... I was curious on the way out. And look, one June evening, if I'm not mistaken, I would be with the beautiful gypsy in my car. Don't accept to be kissed, just hugged. I understand her. The girl was in a hurry because she hadn't even gotten into the car because she got to work. I had paid for a blowjob. I admit he did an excellent job for me. He finished me in two minutes. I, ashamed of my performance, started to waste time and asked her to show me her pussy. Without any restraint, my gypsy reveals to me a pussy beauty, fleshy and black on the outside and pink on the inside. She had huge lips, like Ella's. I was speechless, salivating. I don't stop to think and I suggest she let me lick her. She is slightly surprised and asks me:
* Why do you want to lick me?
* Because I love big lips.
* Ok. but know that it costs you.
* Fie! I pay.
I watch her take off her bikini, keeping her skirt short, and sip her pussy.
* How do you want me to stay?
* As you wish!
* Good! Lay on your back.
I humbly conform and wait for those seconds to pass like an eternity and taste her pussy. He sits down lightly on me and starts rubbing his lips against my mouth. She followed my gaze, I followed hers. She could read in my eyes the pleasure I was licking her with, the crazy lust that was taking over me. Even though I hadn't put my tongue in my pussy for a long time, I hadn't lost my skill. My language is in a well-known field in an art I mastered well.
So the face starts to get wet well and we feel her approaching an orgasm. He was holding my head and pulling me hard. He liked it. Suddenly he stops and says he can't continue.
* Why? I ask.
* Well I have a little more and I'll let go!
* And so? What's the problem?
* I didn't know if you like it and in addition you know that I let go quite a lot.
* -That's what he wants you to do. Let's continue
I resume the series of tongues in my pussy and in a short time the gypsy woman releases her juices in an explosion of pleasure directly in my mouth. I think she gave me more pleasure than she had. What a pleasant feeling to feel the pussy juice again, and not just any pussy but the gypsy pussy ... She was also amazed by her orgasm.
-Next time, if you lick me so well, I'll give you a free bonus number
. -I'm happy that you liked it. See you soon.
autor: JUJU
