Dia duit, TĂĄ MĂ© Sertan Ă IostanbĂșl. Is duine 26 bliain d ‘ aois mĂ© a thugann aire dĂł fĂ©in, a shuĂonn sĂos ag an obair agus a chĂłnaĂonn liom fĂ©in. Is innealtĂłir rĂomhaireachta mĂ©. Ba mhaith liom insint duit faoin taithĂ a bhĂ agam leis An Aingeal ina shuĂ i m ‘ ĂĄrasĂĄn thall. BhĂ Angel ina fhear pĂłsta ar feadh 3 bliana. Ach nĂ raibh aon leanaĂ acu. Bheadh a fear cĂ©ile ag dul ar maidin agus ag teacht sa trĂĄthnĂłna. Ba ghnĂĄch liom Bualadh Le Haingeal san ĂĄrasĂĄn Dec Nollaig. Ba ghnĂĄch liom dia duit a rĂĄ mar ba chomharsana muid. Ach nĂor bhuail muid riamh. TrĂĄthnĂłna amhĂĄin, nuair a bhĂ mĂ© ag teacht abhaile Ăłn obair, chonaic mĂ© a lĂĄmha lĂĄn de mhĂĄlaĂ sa chomharsanacht. BhĂ deacracht aige Ă© a iompar. Tar Ă©is dom druidim leis agus dia duit a rĂĄ, dĂșirt mĂ© leis go bhfĂ©adfainn cabhrĂș leis abhaile. BhĂ sĂ© thar a bheith sĂĄsta. LuchtĂș mĂ© na mĂĄlaĂ agus thug mĂ© chuig ĂĄr n-urlĂĄr iad. BhĂ comhrĂĄ beag againn ar an mbealach anseo freisin. Ba Ă© an chĂ©ad uair a bhuail muid. MhĂnigh mĂ© go raibh mĂ© I mo chĂłnaĂ liom fĂ©in agus gur innealtĂłir rĂomhaireachta mĂ©, go raibh mĂ© in ann mo phost a dhĂ©anamh liom fĂ©in. “TĂĄ sĂ© deacair maireachtĂĄil i d’ aonar. Rinne tĂș an fhabhar seo dom, agus mĂĄ tĂĄ aon rud is fĂ©idir liom a dhĂ©anamh, inis dom gan leisce,” a dĂșirt sĂ©. Ghabh mĂ© buĂochas leis.
BhĂ sĂ© thart ar Sheachtain Dec. BhĂ mĂ© ag scĂth a ligean sa bhaile dĂ© domhnaigh. BhĂ cnag ar mo dhoras. Ba Ă An T-Aingeal a thĂĄinig. DĂșirt sĂ© go raibh fadhb lena rĂomhaire agus smaoinigh sĂ© ormsa. ThĂłg mĂ© mo eochair agus chuaigh mĂ© go dtĂ an t-ĂĄrasĂĄn os coinne. Chas mĂ© ar do rĂomhaire. Chomh luath agus a cheangail tĂș leis an IdirlĂon, thosaigh a lĂĄn leathanach ag oscailt. BhĂ siad go lĂ©ir ĂĄbhar porn. D ‘ ith sĂ© vĂreas go dona. D ‘ fhiafraigh mĂ© an raibh aon chomhaid ann a theastaigh uaidh a choinneĂĄil ar a rĂomhaire ba chĂłir dom a fhormĂĄidiĂș. Agus MĂ© ĂĄ gcur ar Bun Do Angel, shocraigh mĂ© mo dhiosca seachtrach agus mo cd formĂĄide a thabhairt liom. DĂșirt SĂ CEART GO leor. Chuaigh mĂ© agus fuair mĂ© Ă©. Chuir mĂ© Ă© trĂd an scanĂłir vĂris agus chuir mĂ© Ă© ar mo dhiosca seachtrach. Ansin thosaigh mĂ© ag formĂĄidiĂș do rĂomhaire. DĂĄla an scĂ©il, BhĂ Muid Decked amach le haghaidh deoch agus bhĂ comhrĂĄ. DĂșirt mĂ© mura bhfuil bean chĂ©ile agat, nĂor cheart go mbeadh aon mhĂthuiscint ann. “NĂl, tiocfaidh sĂ© ar athrĂș ag 11 san oĂche,” a dĂșirt sĂ©. Nuair a tĂłgadh an t-ĂĄbhar, thĂĄinig sĂ© ar cheist an linbh. Go tobann chlis sĂ. “TĂĄim an-bhuartha faoi, in ainneoin ĂĄr n-iarrachtaĂ go lĂ©ir, nĂl leanbh againn, nĂl mo bhean chĂ©ile ag iarraidh dul chuig an dochtĂșir. Chuaigh mĂ© chuige faoi rĂșn agus dĂșirt sĂ© nach raibh aon rud cearr liom. Ach nĂ fĂ©idir liom a chur ina luĂ ar mo bhean chĂ©ile dul chuig an dochtĂșir, ” a dĂșirt sĂ©. DĂreach ag an am sin, crĂochnaĂodh an tsuiteĂĄil. Chuir mĂ© na clĂĄir isteach freisin. D ‘iarr mĂ© an raibh aon rud eile a d’ fhĂ©adfainn a dhĂ©anamh chun cabhrĂș leat. CoinnĂonn an t-aingeal mo lĂĄmh go docht agus deir sĂ©, ” tiocfaidh mĂ© chugat ar dtĂșs nuair a bheidh gach a theastaĂonn uait, tar gan leisce, is comharsana muid anseo, caithfimid freastal ar ĂĄr gcomhriachtanais, ceart?”dĂșirt sĂ©,” bhĂ sĂ ag stĂĄnadh orm agus a sĂșile socraithe ar mo shĂșile. DĂșirt mĂ©,” ar ndĂłigh inseoidh mĂ© duit mĂĄ tharlaĂonn sĂ©, ” agus chuaigh mĂ© go dtĂ mo theach. Ghlaoigh mo chlog arĂs ag thart ar 15 a chlog. The Angel is back again “TĂĄim ag cur isteach go mĂłr ort, ach is dĂłigh liom go bhfuil rud Ă©igin cearr le mo rĂomhaire arĂs, an dtabharfaidh tĂș sracfhĂ©achaint?”dĂșirt. BhĂ mĂ© aisteach go leor freisin. DĂșirt mĂ© “ceart go leor” agus thĂłg mĂ© mo eochair agus chuaigh mĂ© go dtĂ an t-ĂĄrasĂĄn os coinne arĂs. Chas mĂ© ar an rĂomhaire. NĂ bhfuair mĂ© aon rud le linn mo sheiceĂĄla. “Aingeal, is cosĂșil nach bhfuil fadhb ann, an bhfuil tĂș cinnte go bhfuil mĂfheidhmiĂș rĂomhaire ann?”nuair a dĂșirt mĂ© agus chas mĂ© timpeall, thug mĂ© sracfhĂ©achaint. BhĂ Angel os mo chomhair i gĂșna oĂche sĂĄr-ghnĂ©asach. BhĂ MĂ© ag breathnĂș Go litriĂșil Ar Aingeal le mo theanga ceangailte. “Serkan, tĂĄ a fhios agam go raibh sĂ© an-tobann, ach shĂl mĂ© go bhfĂ©adfĂĄ cabhrĂș liom leis an gceist linbh seo, agus mar sin beidh mĂ© tar Ă©is freastal ar riachtanas leatsa, nĂĄ bris mĂ© le do thoil,” a dĂșirt sĂ©. Conas a d ‘ fhĂ©adfaĂ ĂĄilleacht den sĂłrt sin a bhriseadh. ThĂĄinig sĂ© suas chuici agus dĂșirt sĂ©, ” an bhfuil tĂș cinnte?”D’ iarr mĂ©. “Sea, nĂos mĂł nĂĄ mar a bhĂ mĂ© riamh,” a dĂșirt sĂ agus chlis sĂ ar mo liopaĂ i nĂłimĂ©ad. Anois bhĂ an obair as lĂĄimh. BhĂ muid ag pĂłgadh cosĂșil le craiceĂĄilte. BhĂ mo lĂĄmha ag bogadh timpeall a colainne, ag iniĂșchadh na n-ĂĄiteanna is pearsanta a bhĂ aici. Tar Ă©is dĂł pĂłg a sheasamh ar feadh tamaill, thĂłg sĂ© de lĂĄimh mĂ© agus thug sĂ© go dtĂ an seomra leapa mĂ©. BhĂ mĂ© I mo luĂ ar mo dhroim ar an leaba. Tar Ă©is dom mo bhrĂstĂ agus mo mheĂĄchan a bhaint dĂĄ lĂĄmha fĂ©in, thosaigh sĂ© ag pailme agus ag liceĂĄil mo dick. Tar Ă©is dom blowjob a thabhairt dom ar feadh tamaill, thĂłg sĂ© a gĂșna oĂche agus luigh sĂ© in aice liom. Thosaigh muid ag pĂłgadh arĂs. Agus mĂ© ag pĂłgadh, bhĂ mĂ© ag strĂłiceadh a pussy le mo mhĂ©ara ar thaobh amhĂĄin. BhĂ mĂ©adĂș tagtha ar a chuid groans. BhĂ mĂ© ag licking a sinĂ agus timpeall uirthi, ag cur plĂ©isiĂșir Le Junkie Junkie. Chuaigh mĂ© sĂos go dtĂ a pĂłg pussy agus licking. Thosaigh muid ag caitheamh blows teanga ag a cunt. BhĂ sĂ ag screadaĂl le plĂ©isiĂșr. “Ohhh ihhh is tusa an duine a ligh Mo pussy An ChĂ©ad Sertan offf ba mhĂłr an plĂ©isiĂșr Ă© nĂł Ă© a liceĂĄil nĂos gasta le do thoil mo ghrĂĄ, ba mhaith liom leanbh a bheith agat le do chomharsa uait. DĂ©an go maith Ă©, bĂ i mo dhara fear cĂ©ile. Ba mhaith liom do chum te istigh ionam a fhĂĄgann go mbraitheann mĂ© fionnuar, a ghrĂĄ,” bhĂ sĂ© i gcĂłnaĂ ag rĂĄ focail adharcacha a chuir nĂos mĂł sceitimĂnĂ orm. “Mo Ertan, a fhear cĂ©ile, tar isteach, fuck dom, nĂ fĂ©idir liom Ă© a thĂłgĂĄil nĂos mĂł. Faigh torrach mĂ©, a ghrĂĄ. MĂĄ Ă©irĂonn leat leis seo, luĂfidh mĂ© sĂos aon uair is mian leat, beathĂłidh mĂ© gnĂ©as duit, a fhir chĂ©ile. SocrĂłidh mĂ© mnĂĄ eile mĂĄs mian leat. Fuck tĂș mise agus iad araon chomh fada agus a fhaigheann tĂș torrach mĂ©, Ertan!!”NĂ raibh an neart agam a thuilleadh maireachtĂĄil ach an oiread. NĂ fhĂ©adfadh aon duine seasamh in aghaidh na hĂĄilleachta sin, ar aon nĂłs. Fuair mĂ© ar a bharr agus rinne mĂ© mo dick a choigeartĂș dĂĄ pussy agus thosaigh mĂ© ag sting go mall. “Ă, sin Ă©, a ghrĂĄ, leis an bhfrĂ©amh!! Lig dom a bheith ina soith, a ghrĂĄ, do bhean a thorthĂș, leanbh a thabhairt di, a ghrĂĄ!!”BhĂ sĂ© ag screadaĂl agus mĂ© ag dul isteach agus amach as An Aingeal. tar Ă©is 15-20 nĂłimĂ©ad de fucking frĂ©imhe-go-frĂ©imhe, nĂ raibh mĂ© in ann Ă© a sheasamh agus frĂ©amhaithe le mo chuid cumhachtaĂ go lĂ©ir an uair dheireanach agus thosaigh mĂ© ag squirting a pussy. BhĂ mĂ© an-tuirseach. d ‘ fhan muid mar sin ar feadh 10 nĂłimĂ©ad. Nuair a thĂĄinig Muid chugainn fĂ©in, chas An T-Aingeal chugam. “NĂ hĂ© an trĂ©imhse seo an trĂ©imhse is tĂĄbhachtaĂ, a ghrĂĄ, tagann m’ fhear gach lĂĄ ag 22. Tar tar Ă©is na hoibre an t-am ar fad ar feadh 1 seachtaine agus fuck dom, a ghrĂĄ, dĂ©anfaidh mĂ© gach rud a theastaĂonn uait, teastaĂonn uaim an leanbh seo go mĂłr,” a dĂșirt sĂ©. NĂ raibh mĂ© in ann an bhean ĂĄlainn seo a ghortĂș. DĂșirt mĂ©, ” Ceart go leor, geallaim go ndĂ©anfaidh mĂ© tĂș a inseamhnĂș gach lĂĄ an tseachtain seo, ach cad a tharlĂłidh mĂĄ thĂ©im i dtaithĂ air?””Faigheann tĂș torrach mĂ© chomh fada agus nach bhfĂĄgfaidh mĂ© tĂș gan pussy, a ghrĂĄ, tĂĄ cailĂnĂ an-adharcacha agam, bhunaigh mĂ© iad nuair nach fĂ©idir leat fuck dom,” a dĂșirt sĂ©. Shuigh mĂ© beagĂĄn nĂos faide agus chuaigh mĂ© ar ais go dtĂ mo theach.
Gach lĂĄ an tseachtain sin, stop MĂ© Ag Melek sa trĂĄthnĂłna agus chuir mĂ© isteach uirthi. FiĂș amhĂĄin tar Ă©is na seachtaine sin, lean mĂ© orm ag dul agus ag fuck gach 3 lĂĄ. Anois tĂĄ 7 mĂ caite Ăłn eachtra seo agus beidh buachaill aici atĂĄ 7 mĂ ag iompar clainne. Choinnigh mĂ© mo ghealltanas. Ceapann a fear cĂ©ile gurb Ă©. Gach lĂĄ fuck muid, fucks sĂ© lĂ©i ag a haon a chlog san oĂche ionas nach dtuigfear an scĂ©al. Anois is Ă© a sheal fĂ©in a gheallĂșint a choinneĂĄil. TĂĄ forbairtĂ maith go leor, scrĂobhfaidh mĂ© a lĂĄn laethanta fucked suasâŠ