Marco stood motionless, and the slightest touch she gave him warmed him up again, though his heart was full of guilt. However, his playboy tossing and turning on the wide back board easily aroused the anger that had just been extinguished.
The picture of her hips moving violently over him came back, and in less than an hour his torso was torn apart again.
The young man lamented his failure that he was becoming a part of his life, and although he had once set himself the rules for every s*x, for Tayakey, she had made him lose his way. She let him out of control, and he spent almost less than twenty minutes playing love songs with her, though every fight he fought took at least an hour, maybe more.
"I may show this madness again at any time... I don't want you to be afraid or disgusted wi
