LARA"Can I choose the suite?" Lara asked Patrick as they climbed the stairs."Of course, baby, choose whichever one you want." The guy was too handsome, he took the girl's hand and the contrast of their skin was striking, Lara's dark skin stood out even more against his fair complexion. Lara quickly withdrew her hand from his, and Patrick was surprised but didn't care.The suite chosen by Lara was the one she had seen with the girls and it seemed to be the largest in the house. The bed was big and wide, there was a wardrobe covering an entire wall, and as they entered, she opened door after door of the wardrobe in search of something, and having found it, she turned to the guy who was leaning against the closed door of the room, with his hands behind his back, pressed against the door, and his smile was wide, perfect teeth, green eyes, golden hair falling over his shoulders, the guy was stunningly beautiful."What are you looking for there, babe?" asked the guy."Don't call me babe,
LARA DOMINATEDPatrick kissed her mouth, which gave her an indescribable pleasure. Lara felt her heart racing, and she was sure she could climax just from that. Putting her fingers on the sensitive area, she was interrupted by Patrick."No! You won't give yourself pleasure yet. I haven't allowed it!" Patrick spoke loudly, his deep voice echoing in the room. He pulled her hand away and reprimanded her. "Satisfy me first, and then I'll allow you to indulge." He instructed her how to please him, and Lara complied, doing her best to pleasure him.Patrick was overwhelmed with pleasure. When he couldn't take it anymore, he held Lara's head firmly and climaxed, with a moan of satisfaction. Lara felt his warmth filling her mouth, and she swallowed it all, feeling her own arousal building up.Patrick was trembling. He sat down and, picking up the ties she had thrown on the bed, ordered:“ I will cover your eyes now and gag you. I will do whatever I want with you and I don't want to watch while
ARE YOU OK?Before going to bed and still breathing heavily and audibly, Patrick released the girl's hands, took off her blindfold, looked her in the eyes, concerned, and upon seeing that she was serene and seemed happy, kissed her delicately on the lips, a long and gentle kiss, pulled her against his chest, and lay down, placing her gently on his arm.Lara was confused. She had just had sex the way she liked it. She had always had difficulties reaching orgasm, but she had a splendid one, and the way Patrick held her, the kiss he gave her, broke her down and she felt like crying. She was totally confused, as this had never happened to her before. What kind of a sudden urge to cry was that?!"Did I hurt you?" His tender voice made the situation worse. Why did he have to ask that? What a strange guy! Things were going well, why did he have to show affection?"I loved it!" Fortunately, her voice came out normal, it hadn't been betrayed by her heart, because her heart felt... strange. "Yo
LINOThey were all on the first floor of the house, smiles spread, low chatter and confidences, some couples went down later and Lara was one of those who went down later; with an empty bottle of vodka next to her body, a serious expression, she rejected Patrick's hand who smiled at her. Clara began to notice the girl more and paid close attention to her, thinking that she might have cried, her eyes were red, but that could well be because she had just had sex, she herself had the habit of being penetrated in every orifice of her body.The men were anxious, those who had not had their turn yet, including Lino.The hat was passed around again and this time they were in the main living room on the ground floor and Lino anxiously awaited for the blessed hat to reach him. When it was passed by Angus and he picked up his key and showed it, like the others showed their keys, Lillian shouted excitedly:"It's mine!""Then follow me, lady," Lino gave her his arm in an arched shape and she pass
I AM A VIRGIN"Jânio will say a lot because you didn't go," commented Lino as they got into the car."Have you been drinking?" asked Megan. "If you have, we'll call a taxi.""To not say that I didn't drink anything, I licked a bit off Lillian's body, but not enough to get drunk or fail a breathalyser if we get pulled over.""You scoundrel! You got drunk on a woman's body!" Clara punched his arm lightly."Lillian is a piece of a woman, I'm still feeling groggy, damn it!""I know what you mean. I had so much fun, Lino. Thanks for inviting us!" Lara said, sighing and leaning back on the seat next to Megan, while Clara was again in the front seat."These exclusive parties always show up, girls. I don't go as much as I'd like, but there's always something, you know?""Don't leave us out ever again. Keep us in the loop, even if you're not going," Megan pleaded. "Wow, I didn't even realise how late it was. It's already dawn.""Yeah, I'm starting to feel really tired now. Luckily, I'm not wor
NO MORE DELAY"Have you ever felt the desire to...have sex?" She asked timidly, returning from the sink where she grabbed a paper towel and began cleaning the table where she spilled coffee."Never have. It's new to me."Now more alert, she didn't spill coffee or anything else, although she almost did. Shoving pancakes into her mouth without any desire, drenching them in milk coffee, which she also had no desire for, she chewed and swallowed them, aware that her chewing and swallowing were audible.Wow, it was new to her too. No guy had ever told her that he wanted to have sex with her like he was talking about the weather, without even looking at her or showing it. Knowing she was treading on dangerous ground, she decided to change the subject:"Well," she cleared her throat. "Why did your mother leave?""I couldn't convince her to stay when Gerard showed up here. She wouldn't answer his calls, but seeing him here...""He came here?!""Yes.""Was he furious, looking for me, threateni
LINDA, THE HOUSEKEEPER"It wasn't hard to get into the condominium, which she thought it would be, since she wasn't invited and wasn't with Otavio this time. But it seemed she was expected, as the helpful attendant at the gate smiled at her and opened the gates for her when she gave her name - ready for a fight if they didn't let her in. Obviously, she was trembling as she parked in front of the mansion. Trembling with anxiety and fear that Dalia wouldn't listen to her or heed the situation.Seeing it now in daylight, the mansions looked like those from Beverly Hills movies. Everything was sumptuous, and the cars in the open garages and the hedges were so chic that they resembled showrooms of imported cars. Everything was surreal, and she thought that perhaps it would scare the woman to have to give up all of this. After all, Dalia couldn't even prepare a cup of coffee by herself. It was only natural that it would be scary and not as easy as it seemed to just turn her back on it all,
IMPASSE" But it only took one glass or one cup for him to turn into a demon. It was a quick and volatile thing. Samara, my oldest great-granddaughter, was seven years old when he beat her," Linda continued. "Priscila was at a friend's house and asked him, her husband who was on vacation, to pick up their daughter from school that day. When she arrived home two hours after he had picked up their daughter from school, she heard his drunken screams from the street and was already scared. She knew him well and knew what state he was in. On vacation, he should have decided to drink a little, right? Priscila found her daughter unconscious on the sofa and assumed she was sleeping. It was only when she saw the cut on the girl's forehead that she knew he had beaten her.""Oh my God!" Clara cried, unlike Linda."He wouldn't let her call an ambulance," Linda continued. "He said the child was throwing a tantrum and being rebellious, that the mother didn't discipline her, things that drunks say.