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CHRISS ANYWHERE

Publié par : belledonne38 le 08/09/2020

Chriss… and its Camargue We decided to go to Arles, for the night of museums.By telling us, everything is open, so we'll have a bite to eat afterwards… But the weather is sometimes annoying. Oh, though, in this case, and ultimately, not really upsetting. I could see that the sky was covered with clouds… more and more black… Chriss, are you sure we continue? Why ? Look at the sky .... We had visited several places, then stood in line in front of another, when suddenly, from up there, it looked like someone was throwing buckets of water .... A real shower ... against which, the small foldable umbrella was no match for it. We dig up a porch, soaked, her rimmel had flowed… Her blond hair, let's not talk about it….The rain calms down a bit, but keeps falling .. Cévennes episode before the hour…. We decide to go home to change. We were "sauced". And copiously. During the journey, we discuss, "Shall we go back to Arles or not, after we have changed?" Finally we postpone the decision to "after we have changed" but there, I think she has another idea.As soon as we arrived, she told me, a bit sly, I took the bathroom. And I, a bit of a coward, replied "well that's for sure with the flowing rimmel, you're a bit witchy". If she had had a pillow in hand, she would have thrown it in my face.OK… TAKE the bathroom, I told him, emphasizing the word TAKE. And there, she looks at me with an eye that I would describe as "mocking", I can see very well what she is thinking, and my words yesterday where I said "fuck me".I hear the water running… chic… undress me in a hurry. Clothes wet and in a pile..and go into the bathroom. Fortunately, she is tall and Italian-style .. Pfff in fact…. She was waiting for me… and as I had made a bit of script, imagining it…. She stares in my eyes, interrupting her ablutions… then smirk said to me "But, honey …… .. you are having a hard time" " well yes …… but you're naked in the shower …… stupid remark, because dressed in a shower it doesn't. And, in a very British style, I replied "But, my dear, I owe it to you .."And I go in to shower..Chriss turned to present her back to me… ..I soap her up. Very conscientiously nibbling his neck under the flowing water..then his shoulders..then his soft supple back drop and a real call to caress… ..then her buttocks, v ...

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Keywords : 100% lived story, Hetero