Treason.

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Her mouth landed between my breasts and her tongue went down to one of my tips. I repeated a "yes" and my hand closed behind his head hoping that hers crushed my c******s.

I was going to explode in a cry that I amaze, but which still climbed in my throat. It looked like a slaughtered cat groan, but Mikael is enough to finish by accelerating the speed of his caresses.

I hugged my thighs as best they can in this position and straightened up like an i***t against the furniture behind me that cigned against the wall. The inquisitive fingers returned to me, gently, on the edge, without trying to go up too high, although I did not care about it, after what he will offer me.

I could have started to cry by telling him that was that, just that I wanted: the money I have to give to the hospital for my little sister Antonia.

After I have my head in the vapes, but I had no more words. Just a sweet feeling of well-being. It had to be admitted: it was much better to be led to orgasm by hands other than its own!

Mikael: was that going as a curtain? he laughed.

Angel: Oh yes ... it was funny ... Sir, you can now give me money

Mikael: Money, money, money. I can do whatever I want from you. Because its two million that I will give you is so huge for you. But for me it's so tiny.

He laughed, then his hand left my c**k in which he had fun soaking his fingertips for more than a minute. While I expected to receive an order, like: will take this money which is placed on the table. But the decline continued he told me rather "turn you" and "suck me"

He said his words and didn't take my eyes off me. Slowly, he brought his hand to his lips and began to lick his damp fingers. He had a perverse look and I suddenly wanted to kiss him, which I prevented myself from doing, of course.

When he pushed his index finger on my lips, I opened, a little obediently, and sucked as he asked me in silence.

Mikael: I feel that we're going to have fun, you and me, he said with a satisfied air.

In the second, he released me and I felt weird, especially when he walked away from me.

Angel: What are you doing? I asked.

Mikael: You wanted to climb the curtains, that's it. It's done.

Angel: What is that's it?

He stopped, very close to the front door, then he turned to me again:

Mikael: If you want more, you will have to come to my house from time to time. I'm going to kiss you, then give you a lot of money.

I got yes of the head, but in reality, what am I doing it right now! My hand was holding up in the furniture and my skirt was still raised. It looked like I couldn't stay standing alone or maybe somewhere, I hoped to come back to me?

Mikael: Can you free yourself tonight? he asked.

Angel: Let's say ... yes!

Mikael: Around seventeen o'clock?

I nodded without even thinking. He wanted me to find him at home? No problem. Immediately, if he wanted it! Perhaps he noticed that I was only half present in this time space, because he pointed out a finger threatening towards me:

Mikael: I'm going. If you show your pretty little ass, you will have to do everything I tell you. Absolutely everything, understood?

Pretend to bring my minds together, I smiled:

Angel: No problem. I will be there.

He smiled in turn and licked his fingers again in an erotic way that his gesture caused slight tension in my lower abdomen. One thing was certain:

I no longer wanted to go back to this place. But I accepted everything he told me. He finally gave me money and I came home.