Another time for a pleasant chat in that old room, with the doctor while he was having dinner once more, already puffed up, complaining about having to leave quickly due to his brother's incident, I received some more affection from the Spider.
At bedtime he was soon warning about some of his manias, a detail that I left blank, he always alerted me of everything that bothered his ex, because he did not want to be bothered by the fights together.
One of his mania in which he was already warning me was that he always flossed his bed, while I was already lying fighting for a space with Aranha in that double bed, with gray covers, and the bedroom in a sock light, as the bathroom light was on while the bedroom light was off.
When I get up to brush my teeth, I confess that I was very relaxed, as if that intimacy was something of my everyday life.
When Christian went back to bed, he said that I should be careful with Aranha because he would sleep there with us, in this one and asked me not to hug him at night, he has a light sleep. Recommendations given, he pulled me into his muscular arms and began to kiss me slowly, his hands moved down the side of my abdomen quickly and with all certainty he already took off my shorts, accompanied by my panties, I could no longer deny nothing because his will was already out of control in me, I actually thought it was beautiful, exuberant!
He kissed me, my neck and going down I felt him opening my legs and preparing to kiss me more intimately, I had my eyes closed, I wanted that moment, after all, I was already there, ready to live one of my greatest follies, after if you're over 30, one of the most positive things is the power to feel mature enough to live the madness of a passion.
A few minutes later he relaxed after both reached the peak of pleasure he prepares to turn to his left side of the bed, while disputing the cover with the Spider, he farted, in which he immediately placed the blame on Aranha:
-What is that spider?
I did not contain myself in a crisis of laughter, I stayed for a long time, I just thought of a phrase that an old friend always said to me: “Farted, got married”. My laughs were uncontrollable, he also couldn't stand laughing with my laughs so much, and so without strength we fell asleep.
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