The last time I saw my crush at the hotel was in the bathroom where, needless to say, I just put on the towel; I was guaranteed to initiate a sexual encounter but then, there was another guy taking a bath ... He certainly seemed to want something from the way he looked at my bulge. After that I never saw him again The second time he reappeared was on a trip to Florianópolis. The day this happened, I had left alone, so there is no one who can attest to what happened. You just have to take my word for it. That day I wanted to spend some time alone to pursue one of my hobbies, so after breakfast, I set off with my stuff to explore some of the most remote but beautiful beaches and hills in Floripa. Around midday, I found myself a bit off the main track, on the edge of a charming bay, lined by outcrops of shrubs that protect a deserted strip of soft white sand. full tale on ://linktr.ee/tworookies

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