The new neighborhood part one

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The new neighborhood part one——“Uch!” I grunt as the thick piece of man meat is forcefully shoved into meall at once. He’d said it was a thick seven and a half, but damn! If thiswas any indication,I thought to myself, I’m in for a real ride.I look up into his face as a sigh escapes his lips. He said he was mixed,and while I hadn’t thought much of it earlier, staring up into hismasculine angular face with his full lips and caramel skin, I wondered whatone would have to mix to get this perfect piece of man. And then he moves;a swivel of his hips, gyrating against me. My mind goes blank and my bodytrembles. My vision clears and I’m again looking up into that perfect face,drawn into a cocky smile; I’m his. And he knows it. His stare is intense,a****l.My hands begin to wander up his arms, entranced both by his beauty and thewarmth and size of his maleness as it stretches and fills me up inside. Hereaches up-almost violently-grabbing my hands and pins them down to thetable beneath us. It’s cold beneath my skin, but all I can focus on is theintense desire to feel him dominate me. Control me. To feel him use me. Adesire to consume him. Make him lose control. My body arches canlı bahis şirketleri up, desperateto feel his passion creating that beautiful friction inside of me.He grips my shoulders and slams me back roughly against the table,a dullmetallic echo swallowed up in the windswept park around us. I stop, caughtoff guard.”Slut,” he says, spitting at me. Just a few feet away, a car pushes past,turning into the neighborhood just across from us.He raises his hips, drawing slowly back out of me and my body trembles withpleasure and anticipation. Suddenly, though, I’m empty. I look up athim;he’s still smiling. “Beg for it.”I look down at his cock, the the large organ so hard I can see it throb intime with his heartbeat; a small whimper escapes as I look back at hisface. These perfect arms, I note, strong and well defined, and I can’t helpmyself. I extend my tongue and ever so gently lap at his forearm, tracingevery muscle as I look into those smoldering eyes.”Fuck,” he grunts, lining his cock up, pressing the flared head against myquivering hole just lightly enough for me to freeze in anticipation.thestorm clouds above, lit up by the distant city lights, frame canlı kaçak iddaa his face andbody ominously.Without warning he rams the whole of himself back inside me, knocking theair from my lungs. There’s no time to catch my breath , though, as hecontinues pulling out and thrusting inside again with just as muchforce. I’m in heaven, every nerve ending in my body basking in the blissradiating from all those points deep inside me as he drives into merepeatedly. I give in to him, instinct telling me to spread my legs widerfor him. I have to admit, the thought of possibly being seen this way-legsspread lewdly, body jerking against the green metal table with eachgrunting thrust.. It turns me on in a way that would almost frightenme. . If I could think of anything but this wonderful testament to malenessthrusting away inside of me.He leans close, licking his way from my chin to my ear. The sound of hisheavy and labored breathing and the feeling of his hot breath on my neckdraw increasingly louder sob-like moans from me. Yep, I’m his. Until hefinishes with me, I’m So his..”Shut up, cunt.” He says, biting down on the spot where neck meets ear, andthen licking canlı kaçak bahis it.He pulls out and before I can process this emptiness, he’s begun thrustinginto my mouth until he’s breached my throat, cutting off my breath. Panicruns through me, pervaded by a growing lust. “Look at me.” My watering eyesmeet his, shining with his impending orgasm. He spits in my face, grabbingmy head, and begins to thrust and shake as he erupts.Quickly he pulls out, rubbing his still spewing member over my face andcoating it in his cum.”Open.”Still gasping,I open wide and he shoves himself in again, thrusting a fewtimes before pulling out. “You’re pretty alright, dude. I needed that.” Hesays as he buckles his belt and begins to walk away. “Thanks.” He addslooking over his shoulder one last time.And with that he’s gone.I lie there a few minutes more, the cum drying on my face as I catch mybreath. I sit up and hop down from the cold metal table, sliding back intomy jeans and look out over the stormy landscape of the park. A trickle ofcum slowly makes its way down my face to be caught by mytongue. Delicious. I look back across the street a few feet away, at whatwill be my new neighborhood.”Green valley.. There just may be hope for this place yet.” I smile as Imake my way home through the empty streets.Hi. I’m bobby. As you can tell, I’m a bit of a slut. Blame the twenty someodd years I spent as a repressed closet case, if you like. Welcome to mydiary…

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