THE FLAMBOYANT YEARS OF ONE FAILED STAR.

LES FLAMBOYANTES ANNÉES D'UNE STAR RATÉE, by Pascal H.
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Tuesday, June 7, 2011

François. E-> 2011 version.

English translation below. gs


Quelques Extraits...


'' D'un geste délicat de gratitude et de compassion à ma tâche qui désemboîtait ma tête empalée de son membre se restructurant de sa royale carrure, en gentleman doucement il se levait, se rhabillait pour aller dissimuler, vite, sa moto garée quelques rues plus bas afin de ne pas contrarier sa maîtresse d'en face. Il le dit d'un sourire, et descendait de suite l'escalier de service pour vite le remonter et, tranquille, s'abandonner aux désirs de sa grosse queue en mon orifice. Il annonçait de sa formelle éducation que j'étais désormais, sa nouvelle pute, tant que la porte d'en face resterait close. J'attendais son retour, agenouillé derrière la porte, comme lui et moi depuis des mois, l'avions cent fois pensé. Il restait alors debout, empoignant solidement ma tête dont il perforait de fornications brutales et profondes, mais agiles, son trou jusqu'au dernier drainage possible. Il venait de me rendre putain, sa privilégiée à l'apogée de sa machiavélique vanité. Une fierté ineffable à être maquée.''


'' He never experienced anything with a man before and that he knew that this first man would be me even if he only was attracted to girls. He also said that my warmth and spontaneity were making him feel confident and added; ' Go on. It's all yours', staying still on his knees starting to undo his belt. At the same moment I laid flat on my stomach not to disturb the pose he took with his hands on his hips and started to nibble his cock while undoing the buttons of his zipper, feeling his member rising and rising big, ever so big, rising more and more until I took it out of its jail to free it in my widely opened mouth, only thinking then of controlling my noise breathing to stick in my deepest throat the knob of this beautiful and defined four inches wide cannon aiming in front of my enchanted eyes. One colossus. Even the elegance of his seventh district was pointing clear and proud through his entire prick. I started. And I started hard. In one take the whole of its treasure was in, his knob hitting the muscles of my larynx. ''


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