Hot Sweaty Madrid Nights
Thighs. Thighs, thighs, thighs. He
couldn’t stop thinking about those thighs. Thighs made his world go round. He
didn’t even like the way his own thighs looked against hers. That would be
normal for most men, but Fernando had a thing for thighs, so he waxed his
almost hourly. Cocoa-butter was regularly applied. Being the most famous thigh
model in the world was harsh on his legs at times. Yet her thighs were
different. Her thighs were pale like pillars of marble. While in comparison his
looked lumpy like pillars of salt. He was hypnotized
Weenis. Weenis, weenis, weenis. She
couldn’t stop thinking about his weenises. weenises made her world go round.
She didn’t even like the way her weenises looked next to his. This would be
normal for most women, but Susan had a thing for weenises. She sandpapered them
almost hourly. Moisturizer was regularly applied. Being the most famous weenis
model in the world was harsh on her weenis at times. Yet his weenises were
different. His weenises appeared almost poreless they were so smooth. While in
comparison her weenises seemed craggy and cavernous.
“I need you senorita Susanita.
Muchacha I want to make you un burrito, ensalada, soup du jour.”
“I don’t think we can do this
Fernando. I am just an elementary school teacher who does the only few weenis
modeling jobs there are. You are a big time thigh model with a mansion on a
beach in the Mediterranean.”
“la mustashio un vagina si
senorita.”
“Oh Fernando, you have a way with
words and make me so horny. TAKE ME.”
The
flurry of his weenises left Susan speechless. In her excitement she began to
sweat, a sexy sweat. Her legs began to
shake which caused her thighs to glisten and tremble. Susan’s glistening thighs
in turn brought Fernando to his knees.
“Dios
mio, en la thalato sun glistenista, un delicioso.”
He
unleashed himself on her sparkling legs like a wolverine on a mortally wounded
mongoose. The tongue of Fernando slithered up her thighs like a snake looking
for shade in the barren desert heat. And shade it found in Susan’s prickly pear
shrubbery. His wet tongue was now engaged with her moist vaginal region.
“OH
FERNANDO!” moaned Susan
“mmmmhhhhpphhhh
mmmmmpppphhhh.” Serenaded Fernando.
Susan
quivering with arousal, reached down to his rather erect penis. Stuffing his
plump genitals into her mouth like a hog on feeding day. As soon as she wrapped her lips around
his left leaning member, she became so aroused that she began to ooze lady
juices more than normal. Fernando, sexily
noticed the sexy flow of sexy
lady juices coming out of her sexy
zone. He then began to gyrate his hips so
that his low down love bag began to massage her chin in a rhythmic slap.
Her
lips sucked on his Spanish sausage. The Spanish spice made her lips tickle.
“I
want you now Fernando!” She regaled
“me
nombre es Fernando.” He assured her.
Taking
his engorged man sprout, he thrust it into her grand canyon. With the sound of
someone punching an open jar of mayonnaise she let loose a whoop. The sex times
had begun.
“Fernando!”
“Senorita!”
“FERNANDO!”
“SENORITA!”
her
vagina was voracious for veiny, pulsing man rod. With fernando’s lips on her
thighs and her lips on his weenises, they danced the dance of unbridled
passion. Two lost souls in dirty, dirty sea of premarital sin.
Then.
In the heat of their passion. They both came. So much cumming. Cum everywhere,
it was like that scene from the ghostbusters after they got marshmellow man to
explode all over the place. So much of it. Cum cum cum. See cum ooze. Ooze cum
ooze. Nobody in that room had seem so much passion gelatin.
In
the end. They got married.
The
end
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