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| YOUNG SPINELS|

Nothing better than after a long stressful and tiring day of work coming home and knowing that I will have a long, warm and pleasant evening of pleasures to enjoy with Jennifer, my naughty, hot, and sinful thief who still has a lot to learn how to become a real, complete and adult woman, with the many lessons I have to teach her.

Today, I want to enjoy something more... appreciative. I want to look and be looked at, I want to discover, explore other areas, expose all the forbidden parts of the body of the voluptuous criminal who is discovering herself and blossoming for pleasure. However, this is not such a simple, trivial or can be done direct, without preparation. The painsman, the strong, the inhibitions, and the desire mix and need guidance, because the art of the exhibition requires different levels of improvement. The feeling of pleasure that manifests itself before it even shows, is loaded with a calculated excitement, when one plans the act of undressing and where our sexual game will be made. And, of course, that results in full satisfaction when the idea moves on and shows one's own body boldly. However, along the way, the game can also become a rich maze of gestures, insinuations and fascinations, determined by all sorts of order of those who run the game. Which in the case tonight is me, Giovani Spinelli.

Jennifer is already aware of what she needs to do when I announce my presence at the site. Then she starts.

The thief caresss with goodness, as if removing an invisible and thin layer from on the breasts and then on the thighs. But it does so with a slow, studied and sensual cadence. The shadows caused by half light spread over the wide extent. The seconds advance rapidly and the place seems to heat up tens of degrees, making it almost a furnace. She's wearing just a very thin black panties, which contrasts with the tone of her skin, and lies face down on the rug in front of me, and casts a look over me that watches her intently. Only a few feet apart us, I'm sitting on the couch with the view from above, staring at her blatantly, attentive to every new move she makes.

So we exchange a tension-laden look and keep it for a few moments if you back off. It's not the first time I've challenged her in this way, demanding that she keep her eyes fixed on mine without diverting them at the same time. But now she can do the way She wants. So I realize that today Jennifer already feels loose, uninhibited, with the insecures gradually leaving.

The young thief realizes that she needs to move on to the next stage of the game when I take her seriously with intensity and longing. Knowing that it is the exclusive target of my interest and attention, Jennifer changes position to display her silhouette throughout. Then she begins to caress herself with goodness, as if removing a veil from on her breasts and then on her thighs. Yet it does so with a slow, slow and exciting calm.

And I don't lose a single detail. The naughty thief no longer looks at me, she acts for herself, even though she knows that

there is a spectator, who is me, glazed in every act like a tremendous addict. Then all of a sudden, she spreads her legs a little bit. His path to perdition is covered only by the narrow facha of black fabric that indicates the path of hell. Hell broken, invaded and violated by my big, powerful, dictatory and possessive cock.

While pretending to pack her tiny panties, Jennifer slips a finger

beneath the lips of the vulva, in a fleeting and covert contact, so that I contemplate drunk, salivating and desirous. All your movements are intentionally calculated. After passing her fingers across her face, she stares at me openly making me smile with her gaze

seductive who throws towards me. Then Jennifer gets up, straightens her thong panties with slow and sensual movements, showing off completely to me and walks slowly until she stops very close, with an exaggerated and seductive roll that makes me freak out at the break of her hips fed up.

Before putting herself on tiptoe, the young thief looks at me in defiance, and with a smug and overbearing smile, I keep her gaze for a few seconds, understanding the implicit invitation. Then without a shred of haste, touches the penis's reaction under my underwear, I get up from the couch and approach with a single step to her speechlessly, and i pull her firmly against my body, which awaits her eagerly. Your breasts stick to my pectoral in an electrical friction that causes a frenzy and increases sexual hotness by thousands of times.

That way, I just push the fabric away from your panties to the side and put two fingers in it at once. I swallow your cry of protest with my mouth that devours you hard with eager. I bite and pull your lower lip with your teeth to the limit, while retracting your fingers from your vagina, and i re-snare them with haste by inserting a third finger to spice up the game a little more.

Get down! Now!

I order dry, and without taking my fingers out of it, she does what I command by lying submissively on the ground, rounding her legs more when I kneel between them, while i keep pounding firmly and fast at her point completely soaked, swollen, in a shade of bright red and pulsating. And I don't stop. I force the entrance to where the reach of my fingers can go and remove almost everything, to rebury them again with force. Jennifer moans and moans like a shameless without being able to control her impulses and desires, which provokes in me some satisfaction by releasing her slutside out.

That's right, that's what I like!

I say with a hoarse and affected voice before the delirious sounds coming out of his mouth, and to increase his screams and sense of pleasure, I use my thumb and index finger to pinch her evident and supplicant bud, causing a mixture of pain and pleasure while at the same time to Jennifer who arches the body with raw contact.