Your wife or girlfriend comes home late, you did not know where she was. Furious with jealousy, you take her Brutal Rann. You chase your cock in her dry cunt, you ram your fingers anal purely. In the end, it turns out, your old woman is on it hard to be abused.

For hours I rolled uneasily in bed. I could not rest, because Diana was not there yet. She had wanted an evening with her friends. Of course it did not suit me but I did not have a reasonable counter-argument. Since the fourth semester we lived together; By now we were in seventh. I was so used to being close to her. I found no peace in bed. It did not help that I read a few pages, switched on the TV or smoked a cigarette on the balcony. The later it got, the crazier were the pictures that haunted my mind. I saw her stark naked in the arms of another man. My imagination fooled me as she licked a cock that was much thicker and longer than mine licked. I saw her getting ready for three guys in a swinger club. I got hot and cold and my cock throbbed as if it wanted to shatter. When I wanted access and get me down, he shrank visibly. I did not understand the world anymore. In my almost painful fantasies he had set up and now he lay uninvolved on his thigh.

It was well past four when I finally heard the key in the corridor door lock. I could tell from the sounds and the howling Diana was startled. Again, a powerful suspicion bubbled up in me, because she went to the bathroom and showered for an infinitely long time. I could not help thinking that she was washing away the sins of the night. I was getting crazier. Splinter naked she came into the bedroom and was stunned that I looked at her with wide eyes. Yes, you fool, I called down in thought, because my cock immediately stood up in the face of the gorgeous naked body. Diana climbed on to the bed, took my head in both hands and exclaimed hilariously: “It was wonderful, sometimes a few more hours with the old friends, we could really get over our guys.” That was not what made me angry. It annoyed me how frivolous she was about how late she got home.

Are you crazy, you hurt me brutally

I growled indignantly, “Do you think you’ve come across your guys, or did you say you pulled other guys over you?” Diana did not realize she was still pouring oil into the fire. She swore, “Yeah, of course, that too, two had each, they always alternated.” At that moment, I lost my nerve. I grabbed her, stretched it out next to me and walked pretty brutally between her legs. I rammed my cock between her dry labia. It hurt me myself. Except me, I shouted, “Then you’ll at least tolerate a number from me.” She exclaimed, “Are you crazy! You hurt me. I’ve just taken a shower and I’m really dry down there. “Actually, I stopped only because I realized that I would rub the glans sore. Roughly I took her legs and pressed them up to the breasts. As if I wanted to encourage myself, I growled: “If you have bathed, at least the foreign traces are eliminated.”

I plunged my mouth on her pussy. However, I had to be so rude that she complained again. That just got me more upset. I bit into the labia and pushed her a finger in the Po. Yes, I wanted to handle her roughly. I had never kneaded her breasts so rudely. I also remembered seeing Diana stretch out her nipples and snap back. But I probably did not do that as tenderly as she had done herself. I did not know myself anymore. The thought that she had gone astray made me incredibly horny and brutal at the same time. Because I felt no sympathy for her with my mouth on her snail, I built Diana kneeling in front of me against her obstinate struggling. As I poked her in my cock, I realized that only the labia of my saliva were wet. Inside she was still bone dry. Of course, that became clear to me later on. Which woman is in the mood if she is taken so brutally.

I rambled on purposefully, hoping that at least she was getting really slippery

It came as a matter of course that I smacked her in my mix of lust and anger with each thrust the butt or pinched hard in the cheeks. I had not done that often, so I did not trust my feelings. Wet, her pussy and the whole woman became increasingly shaky. While she had previously knelt like a rubber doll in front of me, her butt began to move violently. She pushed him hard into my lap and made lust screams when I hit her with the palm of my hand more and more violently, pulled my fingernails over her cheeks or roughly pinched her. “Yeah, yeah,” I shouted, “are you getting up to give me a few more crumbs, or are you just thinking about the past few hours and getting super horny again?” With an unlikely orgasm, Diana surprised me. As it met me in my pubic hair, I first assumed that I myself already came and pumped out the whole blessing through the wild thrusts from her vagina again. Of course, that was not the case. In me the most beautiful moment was just beginning.

You were stunningly brutal in your jealousy, she said

Very excited was Diana. She managed to wrestle me on my back and walk over my thighs. As she rode madly, she dropped to my stomach and bit her neck. There had never been anything like this before. I did not even have to look to know that in the morning I had to go to college wearing a scarf around my neck. Her long, sharp fingernails pulled her over my chest until even one of the welts leaked blood. When I came and my cock slipped out of her, she reached out and worked on it with his hand until he was standing upright again. The rest of his stamina he got when I felt how wet she was now between her legs and obviously still trickling out of her vagina. Two more numbers forced me off, then Morpheus took me in his arms, although the alarm had to ring at the latest in half an hour.

In the afternoon there was silence between Diana and me. I had damn mixed feelings. Jealousy gnawed at me. Besides, I was ashamed of how I had behaved in the early morning. But most of all, I pondered why Diana had not just shown me the cold shoulder, but at some point in my rather brutal way was even more powerful. Could she tell me all that about my worry lines? Just before dinner she crouched on the back of my chair and whispered: “You were stunningly brutal in your jealousy. But to jealousy you had no reason at all. There is nothing that I should hide from you. We girls just talked and exchanged memories. “I remained stiff for just a second as she pressed her lips to mine.

After a heartfelt kiss, she completely clarified me. “I think I need you to treat me a bit roughly every now and then. Incidentally, I also liked to let myself go at night. “At these words, she stroked placidly over my chest, where she knew the calluses of her fingernails.