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Only tough mucus flows in my brain instead of the thoughts that usually flow through me. I’m slowly going into the couch sink back.
My body feels so difficult. Leading sluggishness in all limbs. And warmth, infinite all wrapping-the warmth.
It is difficult for me to follow the conversations of others. Someone torn the time. The unit of the moment jumps into a thousand puzzle parts. A laugh here, a sentence, a hand movement.
The usual order of the connections disintegrates.
The eyes we exchange among each other ask everyone the same. It beamed you as much as me? The bodies give the answer. Cozy relaxation with all of us.
My feeling is sucked by a black hole in the center of music. On a wave of sound, I ride from grade to grade without being able to defend myself to sink deeper and deeper in rhythm.
Someone switched off the light and inflamed candles on the coffee table. Your warm yellow glow strokes my skin.
Elke, opposite me on the sofa, stares at the ceiling with a smile. At your feet, Klaus sits between her legs. He caresses his girlfriend’s calf.
Frank, my husband, sits next to me, enjoys the last trains out of the bag and watches Klaus as he has his fingers over the shiny nylon slide.
Andrea is at the buffet.
Her hips weigh themselves slightly to the music while licking her fingertips with a sensually chocolate pudding. I hear like Rainer, her new flame, opens the fridge in the kitchen. Hard to believe that we had only met here just under an hour ago.
Each one was annoyed by family festivals, stressed out by Christmas preparations. Now, after the second saving bag, the calm and serenity finally returned, which everyone had hoped for for this evening.
Far from hyperotoric eternally dissatisfied children, embarrassing stiff conversation with married and concerned housewives who do their best. Finally with friends, finally relax.
Apart from Rainer, the newcomer, we have known each other for years. I was pretty sure that Andrea had told him how far our friendship and love have now developed in the truest sense of the word. We know the fantasies and preferences of others not only, we also live them out together.
I know that it makes Frank horny when I show myself other men. Just as I am on the couch here as a seat, Klaus can see me unhindered under the skirt of the costume. He accepts my quiet invitation and enjoys the moment. As I continue to open my slim thighs, he rewarded me with the view of the growing excitement in his pants.
Grass has always had an extremely uninhibited effect on me.
I feel much more intense my body. The light rubbing of my nipples on the basket of the bra, the gentle pressure of the brief against my little pleasure stick and even the breath of wind that cools my wet panties pleasantly, excite me. When I move my head, my long blond hair stroked my bare shoulders. Even the smooth tender tension of the nylons around my toes heats my desire.
I feel good in my skin. Horny and innocent at the same time.
As I know Elke, she feels exactly like me. She sits on the sofa with your eyes closed and enjoys caressing on her calves. Your black hair cover part of her face, but her smile is clearly recognizable.
Klaus Hand pushed far under her ankle -length skirt and I can only guess what he is doing with his likeable little woman.
Frank cannot escape the dissolved mood that is slowly spreading. He presses me tightly and puts his arm around my shoulders. He tenderly strokes the fine hairs on my neck. A comfortable shivering goes through my body, while his warm hand glides over my cleavage to my breasts and remains there.
How much do I now wish that it includes my breasts with his strong hands. But he lets me fidget and only strokes the soft skin in the valley between my breasts with his finger. I nibble on his earlobe. Frank grins at me.
I feel pretty cropped. Andrea at the buffet turns to us.
“Say, the grass hits you just as pure as with me?“She sees Klaus by hand under Elkes Rock and Frank, who caresses my breast approach.
“Oh, Oh,” she sighs.
Rainer comes back into the room with an open bottle of champagne.
“What is, honey,” he asks Andrea. She hugs him.
“Nothing, you just left me alone for so long.“At first he doesn’t seem to understand her, but when he looks into the round, he understands.
I am excited to see how he reacts, because it finally depends on the further course of the evening and I am now so horny that it would be really a shame if Rainer now turned out to be a philistine. For a moment everyone looks at him expectantly.
Andrea winks at him and both grin cheekily.
“Would you like a sip of champagne, Andrea?”” But always, “she says, but instead of taking a glass from the buffet, she goes to Rainer on her knees. What do you think, I still think to myself, Rainer puts the bottle against the pelvis and slowly moves the hips back and forth.
Seconds later, Andrea throws her head back and screams: “Yes, come on, let it out, Rainer, give me it.”He takes his thumb from the bottle neck and the champagne shoots with full force from his” giant tail “in Andreas Mund. Rainer empties the entire bottle over Andrea. The thin white fabric of her mini dress gluits through your skin transparently.
Andrea lets her tongue circle around the dripping neck of the champagne bottle as well as naked in front of our eyes.
“Wow,” she says in a deep voice, “that’s what I call Christmas.“We all look at and break out in a resounding laughter.
Rainer pulls Andrea up and the two kissed passionately. His hands push their dripping rock into their waist. Andrea really has a remarkable crisp ass and beautiful long Legs. With a jerk he pulls the fabric over her head.
Andrea no longer wears anything but her high -heeled white pumps and damp shiny champagne. Rainer grabs a large bowl of the buffet.
“Has anyone wanted chocolate pudding?“Without waiting for an answer, he claps Andrea a huge load on his back and rubs it over and over and over until no fittly white skin can be seen anymore.
Andrea winds horny with pleasure in front of our eyes and smears an additional load of pudding between his legs. The evening is running, I think and get up with soft knees.
“Fancy dessert, Petra,” Andrea asks me.
“I see that as a starter,“ I mean and open the zip of my costume on the way to my naked sweet friend. Under the applause of the others, it slides to the ground.
I’m just horny. Whether man or wife, tail or clit, I don’t care. In keeper stockings, slip and stilettos, I hug Andrea and massage her greasy brown butt. My fingers do not accidentally slide between their legs.
Rainer pours me over with the cool pampe and rubs me in.
I push Andrea back to the dining table, she understands what I have to do and sits on the edge. Rainer clears off the table at lightning speed, Andrea can sink back and my tongue is buried in her sweet chocolate column. It tastes awesome.
Chocolate sauce mixed with their juice in my mouth. I tremble a little of excitement.
A hand pulls my panties from my butt and something soft is pressed into my posgot. My slip snaps back and fingers squeeze the soft mass in between my legs together. It feels like I have been put in my pants …
“Tirami SU is ready,” I hear Rainer Lachen.
The world around me dissolves into groping hands, horny touch and the taste of Andreas Muschi in front of my nose.
I am caressed, massaged, scratched and showered with cool champagne. Tongues lick my back and over my suspenders. I let myself go and knead almost brutally Andreas Tits. It lies moaning and winding below me.
My panties slide down my thighs, I feel a head between my legs, a mouth that eats the soft mass from my column, a tongue that slides over my pussy and almost drives me crazy.
Andrea turns on my knees in front of me and stretches her ass towards me.
Rainer is now naked and lets her blow. The head between my legs slips up to my breasts. It’s Klaus. I kiss him horny and wet, then he pushes the edge of the table up under Andrea.
His hard stick is proud of Andreas Lustgrotte.
Its bouncing Egg dangle right in front of me. I press Andreas butt away with my head and let Klaus cock disappear in my mouth. What a tight hot spanking that pounds between my greedy lips. Something pushes into my pussy.
But none of our men is that small, I think and risk a look between my spread legs without being released from my suction. I shake my head laughing when I see what is being played with me. Elke presses a chain cocktail sausages limb for a member of my pussy as if it were love balls. Seven or eight of the little things have to be stuck in me, because gradually I feel the pressure.
Where did Frank go away? I look around in the room briefly and find it close to Rainer at the head end of the table.
His cock hangs in Klaus Mund, who blows you while his hands are busy with Andreas rosette continue to. I let Klaus tail slide out of my mouth and turn around Elke.
“The cream spray, Elke, quickly,” I grin to her. She gives me it from the buffet. I can’t see so quickly how Andrea took the tail of Klaus and is now sitting on him.
He slides into her pussy with a slide and starts fucking with strong bumps. Despite their bobbing butt, I manage to push the tip of the ready -made cream can in Andreas Poloch. I press the trigger and pump my little horny friend full of the sweet cream until she makes a deep moan. Klaus fucks her always wilder and his movements let the cream flow into small sparkles from Andreas Rosette.
I lick what it takes.
I returned the can of Elke, who now does the same with my little ass. I feel, wisich my intestine fills. Elke doesn’t stop pumping fully on me. Fortunately, I am on the safe side, because before all of this started I thoroughly washed through with wonderful warm water at home so that nobody experiences a nasty surprise.
Warm cream in the butt increases the desire to make it easier after just a few minutes. Unless you let them run out of yourself in a relaxed manner, like Andrea in front of me, whose thighs were now glossy and sweet. The pressure in me is immense, even after Elke pulled sausages out of my pussy after sausages.
Klaus drove Andrea until shortly before the abyss. Her whole body trembled with lust.
“Come on Petra, sit on my face,” I hear Elke’s voice from under me.
“Little piglet,” I whisper to her and crouch deeply until my bottom circles close to her lips.
I know what she wants from me and fulfill your wish. Elke is used to harder. I press a little and the cream pours out of my intestine in Elke’s mouth, her face down onto the parquet floor. Elke jerks into orgasm.
I completely empty myself on her. Andrea rears up in front of me and screams. She comes like crazy.
When she folds on Klaus, I pull his cock out of her pussy and blow him as hard as I can. He has not yet sprayed in her, only now that it breaks out of him under my bite.
He pumps his juice into my throat. Elke’s tongue rummages in my can and I get black when I come. Trembling I cling to the edge of the table and only hear the pleasure of the others away. I let myself sink to the ground and stay lying with sperm lying face.
Deep satisfaction spreads in me.
When I come back to myself, I lie under a soft blanket on the couch.
“Well, our little Petra is again,” I hear Rainer’s deep voice next to me.
I blessed into the group confused.
“How long was I..?”” “An hour, but you didn’t miss anything except the dessert,” he answers my undisturbed question. My fingers slide over my body under the ceiling. I am completely dressed and in the glow of the candles I see that the others are neither naked nor with remains of chocolate pudding stained.
“But, there is no..““ Well, you also tolerated more. Little, ”says Frank to me and kisses me gently on my forehead.
“Then only my imagination went through with me,” I ask disappointed.
“Just as you rolled on the couch, I would have liked to have been on your trip,” my husband smiles at me.
I sigh.
“Tell me, Petra.
Can you still remember anything, “Elke wants to know.
And whether I can do that. And because I’m among friends, I decide to tell you about my horny trip. Another joint makes the round while I report everything down to detail. My story does not come across deaf ears, because suddenly Rainer gets up and goes towards the kitchen.
“I think I have to get a bottle of champagne,” he says with a laugh.
What happened when he came back? Well, you say wishes come true at Christmas.
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