Susi
Posted: 02 Aug 2019 01:13
I have some relatives in a town about 250 km from my city. My cousin Amparo has a 26-year-old daughter named Susi. She is a small woman, something snobbish in her way of dressing for my criteria, her hair is tinted in several colors and that gives her a "different" air in my way of understanding (it must be my age that she no longer forgives), without However, she has big, threatening tits, I would say, and, although with a few extra pounds, she cannot be considered fat at all, but she can be a blunt woman. I think he must have a spectacular nude, honestly.
One day I received a call from Susi, who informed me that she would come to my city, together with a friend, to a concert of a group of those who make music based on noise and more noise and more noise and requested hospitality in my house for both. Of course, I told her that I would be delighted to receive herself and her friend in my home. He informed me of the arrival date and I prepared the rooms for my future guests.
When the date arrived, Susi appeared alone. His friend was not coming. He told me he had an unexpected event at the last minute.
During that day, and after installing, Susi was very aware of his phone, sending messages repeatedly and sometimes looking for a secluded place to talk. In each conversation his face changed and it seemed to me that he even cried. I could also find out that his interlocutor was his friend (the one who did not accompany him on the trip) and that more than friends could (were!) Something else.
In the middle of the afternoon Susi ser went to the concert. I attest that at no time my intention was to record anything, but something prompted me, after hours, to establish a spying point.
I was able to register, on his return, a conversation with his girlfriend. At first full of reproaches and then warmer. They said good night and settled for the next day. Perhaps Susi, before falling asleep, remembered some episode lived with her absent friend.
One day I received a call from Susi, who informed me that she would come to my city, together with a friend, to a concert of a group of those who make music based on noise and more noise and more noise and requested hospitality in my house for both. Of course, I told her that I would be delighted to receive herself and her friend in my home. He informed me of the arrival date and I prepared the rooms for my future guests.
When the date arrived, Susi appeared alone. His friend was not coming. He told me he had an unexpected event at the last minute.
During that day, and after installing, Susi was very aware of his phone, sending messages repeatedly and sometimes looking for a secluded place to talk. In each conversation his face changed and it seemed to me that he even cried. I could also find out that his interlocutor was his friend (the one who did not accompany him on the trip) and that more than friends could (were!) Something else.
In the middle of the afternoon Susi ser went to the concert. I attest that at no time my intention was to record anything, but something prompted me, after hours, to establish a spying point.
I was able to register, on his return, a conversation with his girlfriend. At first full of reproaches and then warmer. They said good night and settled for the next day. Perhaps Susi, before falling asleep, remembered some episode lived with her absent friend.
