I really haven't had time to update this blog properly with any of the lucious stories that have been popped up lately. What doesn't mean I haven't been thinking about it.
Just that real Hamalka has been quite under a stressful time, and having the free hours to dedicate to this writing is a very rare thing nowadays. And a quickie is usually easier to have than to describe...
Been missing it too much, tho...his breath upon my face while he kisses me so deep...going down to my neck, making my body shiver as hid hands strongly grab me by the hair and between my legs.
Always before I sleep I fantasize about how would he fuck me that night. In fact, theres an endless list of occasions when I already imagine how could we start some hard romancing there.
Really, someday I might consider convincing Red to record a little close-up video of us fucking to put on some adult sharing site just to see how many "likes" we get. His monster cock disappearing into my ass is a too glorious view to miss.
Yeah, I do think too much about sex. I know that. I've even thought if its not actually one of the reason I'm antisocial: I have the impression people might know whats on my mind
And my mind is dirty.
And my panties are wet.
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