I felt in the clouds
"Do not worry, your ass is not bad" I almost fainted at that, I wanted to throw myself on the floor with her legs open and ask, beg, beg him culeara me right away, without any mercy, there in the middle of the kitchen without worrying anything but no, I had to control myself and run to my room to get a succulent straw. They spent several days during which continued construction work, from my bedroom window, I could look at it carefully, that erotic and lustful was seeing wearing his dirty work, so energetic, so powerful and manly clothes, carrying bags of cement, showing his torso wet under her tank top, her hair tied in a ponytail, a real rough, that delicious male. on one occasion, I who noticed that I was spying stared a while and laughed mischievously, straws that I did in those days were just for him and for him, in my mind and there was another hole that would not be he wanted to be completely yours and I do not care about anything else, the afternoons were warm, loose, afternoons smell of sex, the kind in which the body demands the heat of a macho to do so and enjoy the most delirious.Our relationship started on a Friday, when at home my parents had left, I was alone and teachers had already left, but Martin stayed up a little later for a little advance work, again we are in the kitchen, I move closer and closer to him, trying to touch him and touch his sweaty skin, started a silly conversation during which he told me how cold it felt to have to bathe with cold water, then kindly offered the bathroom in my bedroom where I could bathe in hot water, readily agreed and went to find his clothes, I waited nervously arrived, he came back with the towel around his neck and his clean clothes in a bag to change.