Chapter 2: Rising Action
Matthieu brings justine in the rest room
, he closes the door, and starts undressing her. One by one, he removes her clothes, kissing her passionately as each article falls to the cold concrete floor. Meanwhile, Albert sits motionless, unable to shake the images flashing through his mind.
"Why does he always seem to win?" Albert whispers into the darkness, clutching his chest. His heart aches, filled with unspoken words and desires, knowing that Justine would never look at him the same way she did at Matthieu.
He sees Justine walk away with Matthieu, her laughter echoing in his ears like nails on a chalkboard. He watches them disappear into the night, their silhouettes merging together until they fade into the distance.
Albert tries to look what happening and fortunatly, the rest room door was a little open, but justine and matthieu doesn't care, matthieu took justine head see her and kiss her
roughlt, he push her against the wall and kiss her neck and her lips, while grabbing her ass,
he begin to rub her pussy from outside her shorts, while sucking her tits.
Justine was totally wet already.
The smell of sweat and lust permeated the air, filling Albert's nostrils as he peered through the small gap between the door and the frame.
His mouth hung agape, struggling to comprehend the depravity unfolding before his eyes.
Albert tried to tear his gaze away, but his morbid curiosity held him captive as he watched Justine and Matthieu engage in a frenzied encounter. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, coupled with their ragged breathing, filled the narrow space with an intoxicating symphony of pleasure and pain.
Justine threw her head back, arching her neck as Matthieu slid down her body, planting soft kisses along her exposed skin. He reached down, tugging at her shorts, exposing her lacy white panties.
matthieu : you are so wet little slut, you came with Albert, and now you are mine"
justine " ahahah i know that this loser wanted me but i only belong to real man like you, and i hope you have a big dick"
Mattiu smirked, his fingers tracing the outline of her panties.
Justine squirmed, her arousal building with each passing second. She gasped as Matthieu quickly removed her panties, his fingers grazing her inner thighs.
Her pussy throbbed, begging for release. Justine's heart pounded wildly in her chest, her blood coursing through her veins like molten lava. She clung tight to Matthieu, her legs wrapped around his waist.
He kissed her with urgency, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands roamed over her body.
Matthieu take out his pant
, and his cock was huge, Justine was surprised, she lick her lips, she was ready to suck it.
"You like that, don't you?" Matthieu asked, a sly smile playing on his lips.
"Oh yes, I love it!" Justine replied, her voice husky with desire. "I want to taste it."
Matthieu chuckled evilly, running his fingers through her long black hair. "Then go ahead, little slut.
Show me how much you crave my cock," Matthieu growled, his voice thick with lust.
Justine gazed hungrily at the impressive length of his erection, her mouth watering with anticipation. She knelt in front of him, reaching out to grasp hold of his shaft. With trembling hands, she gently stroked his member, marveling at its girth.
"That's right, baby," Matthieu murmured, watching her intently.
"Suck it for me. Show me how much you want it."
Justine didn't need another invitation. She opened her mouth wide, taking him in greedily. Her tongue swirled around him, tasting him, savoring him. She sucked on him hard, reveling in the sensation of his massive cock filling her mouth.
Matthieu groaned, his hands tangling in her hair, guiding her movements. She continued to worship him, taking him deeper, swallowing him whole.
justine " elle est tellement grosse ta bite "
Matthieu "mais oui elle est pas comme celle d'albert qui doit être minuscule ahahahh"
Matthieu soulève justine et dit " maintenant je vais défoncer ta petite chatte" Justine "ahhh tu es tellement fort"
Elle se laissa tomber sur les toilettes en position allongée, ses jambes écartées. Elle regarda Matthieu d'un air attendri, attendu de lui voir, à nouveau, sa bite magnifique.
Matthieu prit place au-dessus d'elle, appuyé sur les bras. Il lui soupesa les seins avant de baiser son ventre.