I am here in the Expatriate, Hajar is in the homeland, we are homesick for each other. And we missed each other so much. Hajar is there, I was climbing flat walls here. Even when we were seeing each other, we were ejaculating, not touching, even our voice was enough for us to get horny. The longing had become unbearable. I had to see my Hajar, I had to touch her. I was thinking that my Hajar was in the same situation. Oh, no matter what happens! so I decided to surprise my Hajar. I was going to Turkey for the day.

I was dreaming on the plane, making plans, no matter how I did it, so that I could bring my Hajar to the heights. I knew, when we met, I couldn’t accomplish any of my thoughts. Sex, especially for two horny people, when they are homesick, there is no route, no plan, no thought. I thought about calling as soon as I landed at the airport, but I gave up, it would have been much more fun to surprise. It would be very good to go directly to him, to make a roof door for my Hajar, I was sure of that. When I got to the front door, my hands and feet were cut off, my cock was like a stone, my excitement was at its peak. I rang the bell with trembling hands sweating from excitement. Without waiting long, the door opened. Since my Hajar was not waiting for me, she opened the door in very ordinary house clothes. From her beautiful lips, she said, “Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!” his voice rose and I covered those lips with my lips. Everything suddenly glowed like gasoline.

I had torn the clothes off my Hajar, I remember her, because she was naked in a beer. From her lips to her belly, from there to her pussy, I was sucking, licking, like a dehydrated Bedouin in the desert. Hajarimin, “My love, my darling!” their voices were driving me crazy, I wasn’t satiated with their wetness. I put almost my entire tongue in her cunt. I was also exploring the little black hole in the back with my finger. My Hajar’s voice was beginning to stop breathing. I was about to explode, too. I should have gone into my Hajar now, I had brought seeds to her all the way, I should have planted them. But, enjoy your pleasure, enjoy it, I should have given my Hajar the best of pleasure. I went from her wet pussy to her belly, from there to her breasts, I sucked on each end like hungry babies, the colors turned from pink to dark pink. Sweet, sweet liquids started coming into my mouth. This turned me on even more, my cock started to beat from below, I could feel all its veins.

I imprisoned the lips of my Hajar with my lips, warm, wet, ‘Come on!’ she started kissing my cock on the pussy’s mouth too,’ he said. It had become difficult to bear, I no longer had a dick that was listening to me anyway, it was gradually getting into me, I could feel every point of it, my fidgety and wet Hajar was taking me in like a fire. We had been cut off from the world, the moans and screams were now at a height to be heard. Oh, no matter if this pleasure is heard! My Hajar is empty. I was fascinated by his ejaculation, the pinkness of his face, the redness of his cheeks, the puckering of his lips, the protrusion of his tongue. My Hajar started to rise to heights again, “Come on, you too, you too cum inside me, come on!” he began to moan. All this longing, all these beautiful moments, I already knew that my endurance would not be much. My Hajar“ “Get divorced! I’m home! You come too!” when he said “and started sucking my lips, I stopped too. My Hajar’s pussy was sucking my cock like she was sucking my cock. With the comfort of ejaculation, I kissed and hugged my Hajar again and again.

Hajarim pushed me over as soon as she came to her senses. It’s more, “What’s going on?” without saying, he just ejaculated into her pussy, took my cock wet with the seeds of her pussy and me in his mouth. My Hajar’s pussy was hot, but her mouth was also hot. It was almost as if he was describing his longing, with his lips, with his tongue. Sometimes he massaged my cock with his teeth, sometimes he licked it like candy with his tongue, sometimes he touched it up to his throat and sucked. Already his lips had become like a stone, not worth it, my cock. I was enjoying my Hajar’s Dance with my cock. But there was homesickness. My veins were starting to click and click again. My Hajar was also breathing through her nose. He wet my cock thoroughly and came out on me. When I was happy to hear the warmth of her pussy, she came down on me, rolled in front of me. He reached out his hand between his legs and grabbed my cock, which was clicking, and drove one or two into her pussy. Dec. He was my captain Hajar, he could go from there by whichever route he wanted to go. The head of my cock was sparkling. She put the Decapitation of my cock in the little black hole between her thighs…

In my favorite position, those perfect hips were right in front of my eyes. I was crazy, I held on without thinking with all my strength. It was tight, my Hajari’s asshole. He obviously missed it, but it came out of his mouth with an ‘Ahhhh! it didn’t come out either, maybe it hurt. That shapely back, the cup-shaped waist, the perfect hips and the tight, warm ass drove me crazy. There was no need to hold on, and my pilgrimage was contracting and relaxing, as if he were massaging my cock with his ass. I’m starting to cum! My pilgrimage was also emptying. It was as if my cock was being sucked by his ass. There was no skin left on our knees, we let ourselves out Tuesday.…

I love my Hajar very much, I adore her, I can’t get enough of fucking! If only there wasn’t a distance Decoupling between us!