<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80FF80">Carlos Delgado</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/75418b36-82bd-4b2f-bdff-d44eb7e2deaf_zpsb78abdde.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Carlos gave a throaty laugh when she asked him what he truely wanted. There were a lot of things, but there was one thing he wanted most, that Lea started to live out her desires and to stop acting like some shy little bunny. He unbuttoned her pants and pushed them over her ass, letting them slide to the floor. The shirt was next to land on the floor.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"You know that I will take what I want the way I want it. But you are right, there is something I really want. I have seen you eyeing me in the other room, I have seen your desires and fantasies making you hot. But you are too shy, honey. I want you to live out your fantasies. Act slutty if you want to be slutty, bring me to take you hard if you want to be taken hard. I am not made of ice, I won't melt away if you get hot. And I am not made of porcellain, I can stand you throwing yourself on me. You want to touch me? Touch me. You want to suck me? Suck me. You want me to lick you into a climax on the counter? Bring me to do it. You want me to fuck you all over the kitchen? Show me..."</span><br/><br/>He removed her bra and her panties next and his hands cupped her buttocks, his fingers sliding into her wet fold. It was more than obvious that Lea wanted to be fucked, but Carlos was sure that her fantasies were a lot more lively and that she had dreamed of a lot more in the living room, while she had watched him so full of desire.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Now, what kind of appetizer do you offer, honey?"</span></div>