You stop surprised for a moment and meditate the situation

A few seconds go by, Úrsula doesn't move paralyzed in the same forced posture either, barely breathing waiting for an avalanche of insults or something worse, but after thinking about it for a few seconds you discover that you've never enjoyed a woman as much as you are enjoying her, so you begin to move inside again.

Ursula heaves a sigh of relief and turning her head she looks at you with a sweetness you didn't expect, while she squeezes her ass to intensify your pleasure.

You fuck her wildly while you begin to gently shake her member. After a few seconds you both cum at the same time. You flood her ass with your thick, hot cum amid long moans of pleasure from the girl...the boy...whatever.

Ursula turns around and kisses you and lets you caress and suck on her lovely breasts while she puts on her member and pulls down her skirt.

"Ours can't work," Úrsula says as you walk out of the alley hand in hand.

-Why not?

"Well, first because I'm not a natural redhead," says Úrsula.

-I don't mind.

"And I smoke." I smoke a lot.

—It's the same to me. You say continuing with the joke.

“I have a horrible past. For three years I have been living with a saxophonist.

“I forgive you.

“I can never have children.

"We'll adopt them."

-You do not understand me. I'm a man!

Well, no one is perfect.

THE END