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•• Song-Enamorado de Ti - Yandel••

His gentle touch was most beautiful thing I've every experience in my life, he has been the man I've experiences a lot of first and looking forward to being my last

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His gentle touch was most beautiful thing I've every experience in my life, he has been the man I've experiences a lot of first and looking forward to being my last. But since that night Güero came home from seen his father he came back a different man, angry and confuse.

Confusion took over his body. To make things worse he walks in on Perez and I having a discussion about my pregnancy. He swears up and down that the baby is his from the aftermath of the drug haze orgy, "I didn't let anyone penetrated your lovely vaginal only me."
I was mad because he let everyone else do anything but not that, "Look Muñeca I love you can you just tell him it's mine." He grabs my arm as I saw Güero walk in with angry expression and strides over forcefully lands a punch on Perez's face as he lands to floor with a death glare expression.

Even when he was dominating that night I let him take me as his please but it drove me intensely wet that night that I squirt for the first time and one after another. I always thought it was some myth and when my employees in the adult business told me it was a thing I didn't believe it. I was rarely in the around during the shots but I know we promote these things but when it happened to me, I screamed out of joy that it was another first and it was with him.

But as time progress he only got rougher and had no regards to my time or feelings. But out of my love for him, I let him take what he felt out on me. As he charges into the office as Perez and I were getting closer and closer to move into Roberta location because no one has found her with my mother yet. He makes powerful strides as he walks closer and closer to me as I stood on the other side of the table. When he gets closer I can't help to take in his scent of a mix of man sweat and sandalwood.

It drove me wild, I'm hypnotized by his looks but I mostly blame these pregnancy hormones. I felt my panties become instant wet as our eyes came together he looks down to my shirt and back to my eyes as he placed his hands so close to my now erect buds as quickly as I felt his hand rub against them he rip my expensive silk blouse open.
I can hear the buttons dropping to the ground one by one just the way my heart felt. As wet my body felt for him to be near, my heart hurt to know that one point when I ask him to be rough his answer was, 'I don't want to disrespect you,' now look at him.

Perez stood feet away and he was going to take me in the front of him without my consent without communication he was becoming all like the men who took me by force.

"LEAVE NOW" were the only words that came out of me as he looks down to my breast "Muñeca, are you sure?" Perez concerning asks, he even calls me Muñeca not once in all the years has he said that name but it was a reminder of the ruthless Woman I should be with HIM. I say yes as He storms out.

He lefts up my skirt as he pushes my body to lean over the desk, propping my ass to be in his level spreading my legs with his feet. I hear the sound of unzipping jeans behind me with the other hand he places a finger inside me and leans over, "Always so ready for me." As soon those words escape he thrust inside me, roughing reminding me its who my body wants, I instantly combusted within seconds.
My body betrays me as my mind tries to catch to the pain his causing but they can't seem to come together. My body wants his roughest but my heart and mind want nothing but the former man I love.

Everything I thought about him like his gentle touch and loving touch -this wasn't him.
This was a man who the only purpose in this instant minute is to punish me in some shape way or form. The worse part is I'm letting it happen. He's grunting sounds angry not one of passion almost animal-like, he wants me. As I stop thinking I just remind myself this man YOU want. I let my mind go back to his soft touches and those blues eyes as my body start to relax in his rough holds I let go, I feel my walls tightly around him as I scream his name he grunts louder and thrust louder into my back. He lets go inside of me and pops out walks away leaving me like yesterday's trash.

 He lets go inside of me and pops out walks away leaving me like yesterday's trash

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