I still remember the sweet kiss you gave me then, Rut, and whenever I remember that moment I feel a tickling from my cult to my throat. You were scattering with your hand the cream I had on my breast and your wet lips were touching mine. Hot and mature, you slid your red lips along my mouth, and your mouth found mine. Laida did not let my body rest and her magic hands continued fondling my boobs, tummy, near my thighs and cult. My hands began then to look for your bodies. You put yours near my body and, suddenly, the three bodies found one another. My hands mixed with your hands and my lips found yours. It was marvellous , I did not want that moment to end. LETICIA ARISTI
