Tres Tristes Tigres - Part II 
As I stood in the bathroom I heard that Peter and James, my colleagues in the trio had not yet begun were talking, I glued my ear to the door but I could not hear well. I returned to the mirror therapy, bathed his face, I prayed an Our Father, I began the blessing and left. I was really scared, but this time I did not send any text messages to run, was determined to entertain the couple.
Pedro made me sit in the room, offered me a drink and the husband was there, sitting in the dining room, concentrating on the laptop. I do not know what to do, if you say something, keep quiet, or undressed at once. Santiago not speak to me and the other was in the kitchen pouring himself a glass of water. Very well detailed ceiling, enjoyed the view I had through the window of the room and I almost peed from fright.
Pedro came with my glass of water, lit a cigarette and we started to talk about life. "And what else?" ... "Nothing, all good, work wise, and you? ..." Equal "..." ahhh ... "" And what else? ". How delightful conversation, none of us knew what to say, until Peter came up to bring your laptop to show me what he was. He told me of the novel he was doing at the time, showed me some pictures of the recordings and the book that I had seen several times.
After a while, James closed his computer, stood up and went to the second floor. There already started in a cold sweat. I did not understand anything. Peter sat next to me asked me: "Why so shy?" And sent me his hand. I told him no, I had pain, I felt that James was brave. I said cool and kissed me. I could not relax, he unzipped me and I started playing as he kissed me, I bid but I was more than ever. The presence of a third elsewhere in the apartment made me very nervous.
The stairway leading up to the second floor was just above the sofa where we sat, so I did nothing but look up. He believed that James was going to be looking out, watching us with a knife in hand, waiting for the right time to get down to kill, or at worst, it would be with a camera recording the scene from above, and then blackmail with the video.
He sucked me and I mounted on the film. I would go a porn star, my future was finally solved ... No! ... I was going to get the video to my parents in a manila envelope, I was going to start calling to ask me not to publish U.S. $ 10mil in Internet, I was not going to pay a weight on my performance!. Degenerates! Scammers! ... Oh, so good!, but this is awful ... he was doing his job and I looked up, looking everywhere to give my best camera angle, or to run away.
I calmed when I thought: I know Peter very well, know how it goes, we are in the same medium, so if I get the video to blackmail, he is having a public life, more public mine, you could throw me the image and therefore the job, so he was the one who would lose. Phew ... breath and began to moan. Pedro
beckoned me ascend to the second floor. The double room was locked, enter the guest, which always used for our clandestine meetings. He began to undress, undressed and I was like an iceberg. I freaked out more when I saw the other man, I figured I was putting the tape into the camera. My videos again. He asked me: Are you okay? ... and I said no, that I felt uncomfortable, but he did not care, was doing his job.
I threw it on the bed and left the door wide open. I sat in front of the door and he knelt on the floor, doing his thing. I closed my eyes as to not think about bad things and tun, I heard something, I opened my eyes, and there, in front, outside the room, was Santiago, but looking dress. Now I was, I did not see the camera anywhere, but I thought it would emputar and I was going to start throwing knives in the face. He just caught the eye and I made her face like "oh what a shame!", Haha, what roe. I felt like all the best camper. He went right and went into another room.
yes I was crazy there. "This was a trio or the man would go out to monitor raticos I eat well to her husband? Will not find the camera in her room and was looking for in the study? "That would be the fourth of the bodies of those who had ever tried a threesome with them both? Again I wanted to mourn and run.
We were in a numeric position when so so soooo famous! Now it was Santiago, undressed, and with face of lust. I am no longer scared of video or murder. The man was very good, great, velludito, black hair, blue eyes, as 42 years old, full-bodied ... rich, rich! My expression of Shame! immediately changed into a "Would you like penis?. Since Trapped Tigers and what all, the three were happy ... until now.
started the pod, that touch touch, suck suck, and any moment I was stuck between two guys who communicated very well in bed, they noticed the 13-year relationship, I was stuck where I had called, I was like the toy of the two, sometimes not know what to do, including everything flowed and I just wanted to go and I started to feel uncomfortable, dirty, toad. Santiago
golositos eyes looked at me, I wanted to eat. Pedro asked me "what do you do?" ... Almost I answer "ask a taxi, but I said, I see them shooting you. It was. It seemed rich to see how Peter was with strength and love for her husband. Santiago did not say anything, just moaned, while the other said, "and Daddy." At first it seemed cool thing. I've always liked the voyeurism, make me throw asleep while my friends beside me thinking I'm drunk, or stick your ear to my parents room while they show love.
"I want to eat," said Peter. "No thanks, I want to eat in Santiago," I replied. The two agreed and returned to be part of the trio. While I was playing, two of them loved, there were kisses, they said nice things. I lost another year there. If I had been sick before, now I wanted to jump out the window. So or more miserable? I had just finished with a boyfriend and had gone to bed a couple who love would not stop even for a little while, what lack of respect and sensitivity for the visit. I was sad, I felt used, I got it, I asked Peter to suck me, we came, got dressed and left.
Before leaving the apartment Santiago asked, "What happened? Why were you so shy? "..." Lol .. I do not know, I felt good, then repeat, happy night, "he said. In goal I asked the taxi while I smoked a cigarette in my head and repeated the shameful scenes of sad trio. Why fucking people like to do threesomes?, With a hole and a stick is enough! What more ingredients? I
traumatized for a long time. Maybe my mistake was that I jumped in the middle of a partner, maybe I like to control the situation and this time it was not possible, maybe the drinks played a trick on me, maybe that was not my day, oh and why. Just know that if next time I hope that the three tigers we Marcelo of the dog, none has any kind of relationship with another, and that everything flows without programming. These powders prepared at times do not go so well.
definitely a threesome is like eating one of those sancochos phase they do on the coast. Everyone talks about the dish, which is the maximum, there is better there than the three meats, which is madness, and you go and ask for it in a restaurant and take, not sure where to start, the second Scoop is sweating, he becomes eternal, never ending, is more than full, maluco, repented and pulled the ride. It is best to ask a normal sancochito and share it with someone else, just two.
The good news is that I stay up late to a trio, the bad is that I had a great and I no longer feel like shooting with Peter, even when James is on the road. Hopefully someday I can tell a story of a great trio, with train, with ropes, with a yummy 696 and a pair of tigers that are left me Arun and nailing the tusk to the bottom.
How about you how things have been with the love phase?
