One day when I got home, my neighbor greeted me and asked me to come here and help me. I said, "Okay," and I followed him, and when we got to the end of a hallway, we went into a room, where I came across his son, the one with the mean face. He was very handsome, lying down with an injured foot, having fallen off his motorcycle. Later I found out that he had fallen while kissing a friend while the motorcycle was moving. No wonder, a guy in his twenties, all muscular, who attracted the attention of men and women. He said, "Help me take a shower." Of course I would help. At that moment, his mother simply said, "I'm going to church." I wasn't stupid or anything. I was always watching the guy. I said, "How can I help?" He said, "Take off my clothes. What clothes?" When I lifted the blanket, he was naked and had a hard-on. When I felt him, after a few minutes, moan and cum in my throat, a hot jet of man milk. But when I tried to get up, I felt someone hug me, and when I looked, I saw a beautiful man! with a naughty face I say: can I help you in the shower since I'm the one who caused all this? #brunette

vagabu I don't know if these stories are real, but one thing I'm sure of, real or not, is that I see talent in you as a writer of erotic stories.