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It was a noon like anyone else. I had 30 minutes lunch break and went into the canteen near my job.
As so often, as so often, I sat down with the three pensioners Josef (73), Karl (76) and Dieter (68), who ate there every noon. It had arisen in such a way that I sat down with you when I came alone in the canteen (sometimes I ate with colleagues there). Despite their age, the three were still quite fit and well -kept, wore decent clothing and had always combed their hair. I paid attention to something like that because I like older men.
For me it was an absolute absurdity when men went in old age. I had given another pensioner that I had met in the canteen because he was neglected.
Back to the story: I’m about. 1.70 m tall with lots of breasts, stomach and ass.
I wear very nice, high -quality, colorful clothing that bring my chocolate pages to the fore. I don’t do it like many other chubby women who dress in disadvantageous sacks. My three pensioners always like to see this and it rains compliments that I am very happy about. When I sit on the three, a lot is laughed and joked, it is hugged on the arm and often there are some suggestive remarks, which I can usually counter.
I like it when the three look at my breasts and like to show my cleavage, but only so much that it doesn’t work cheap.
The more often I was sitting at the table at the three, the more the wish develops to do it with all three. I’ve never had sex with several men, but my feeling told me that it could work with these three elderly men. I hoped that my feeling was not deceptive and I really interpreted her objectionable comments and your eyes and she was also horny for me.
My imagination to do it with all the three at the same time that they would take me and really fuck me, took possession and I sat at her table every noon and cleverly steered the conversation on ambiguous topics. In the meantime I knew that all three single – divorced or. widowed – goods. Whenever I almost had it, I had to leave the canteen because I only had 30 minutes of lunch break.
My impatience grew and I knew that I had to take the initiative to get the three into bed. A lucky coincidence came to my help when I heard that they were planning a skat evening for Friday evening. I started to rave how I would love to play skat and would not have done it forever. I asked if they didn’t need a fourth “man”.
The three looked at and agreed. Yepp: Finally I had a date with you and would have preferred to have chewed for joy. However, the truth was that I couldn’t play a skat at all. Well, no matter, I hoped that my plan was going on, otherwise I would be embarrassed to the bones.
The skat evening took place at Josef, who had given me his address. I should be there around 7:00 p.m. Josef all of Gentleman asked what I would like to drink. I called him my favorite sparkling wine and Josef promised to get her.
In the afternoon of the Friday in question, I was so excited that I was on the point of blowing everything off. I was more afraid of my own courage than anything and scolded myself. I went through every noon of the last few days, the dialogues with the three, which were not about skat, but clearly about sex.
I attracted a figure-hugging green dress that had a V-neck and the approach of my breast was wonderfully used.
Green stood particularly well and I knew that Josef and Dieter also liked this color. There I wore a black lace bra with a matching panties and black holding stockings. In addition 10 cm high black paint pumps. I looked pretty sharp and felt like that too.
I encouraged myself by saying that they were to blame if they didn’t bite.
At 7:10 p.m. I rang at Josef on the front door. He opened, let me in. His eyes soon passed when he helped me out of the coat. “Sandra, but you dressed very elegantly for a skate evening,” he grinned and took me to the living room, where Dieter and Karl were sitting on the couch.
The two also went over the two of them. I took the two of them on the sofa and Josef sat on the right next to me. All three had a clear view of mine Legs. The dress had slipped up while sitting and you could see the approach of my owner -free stockings.
Josef served me a glass of ice -cold sparkling wine, which I dipped down on one train. I immediately relaxed. The three pensioners drank red wine and first we drank brotherhood. Of course with the obligatory bussi, right and left on the cheek.
Of course, the three use the physical closeness to catch my bottom or the bosom. Then we sat down again. I was surprised that there was no skat leaf on the table. Dieter said: “Nobody thought of Skat tonight”, although his view of my body was going.
“Not?“I asked provocatively into the round, whereby I spread my legs a little so that the three were still given some food. Now they looked at me from top to bottom and I saw their lust in my eyes. Their pants also seemed slightly bulging. I myself noticed how I got wet and I just wanted nothing more than being attacked at that moment.
“You don’t just need to look, touch is expressly allowed,” I whispered and stroked myself above my breasts. My nipples were hard under the dress. Josef and Dieter rose at the same time and sat next to me. Josef put my face into his hands kissed me.
He put his tongue in my mouth and I almost took my breath. He kissed great. Dieter stroked my body and I felt his hand disappear into my cleavage. His fingers went under the tip of my bra and twirled my stiff nipple.
Karl had also raised and knelt on the ground. He pulled out my high heels and kissed my foster toes, stroked my legs and continued to work up to my pleasure center. My hands put on the left and right to the bulging trousers. That was the sign and the three jumped up and completely got rid of their clothes.
I saw three completely different “old men’s body”. Josef was a great wiry man with a brown -brown, wrinkled skin and a beautiful half -tire penis of a considerable size. He was shaved in the intimate area. Dieter, who was a little smaller than Josef, had a small abdominal base, but otherwise he looked great for his 68 years.
His pleasure tab was also quite stiff. He was not as big as Josef, but quite thick. Mine pussy Itched when I imagined how this little magnificent guy would fill me. Karl had the same size as Dieter, however, much more belly.
Be tail But was twice as big as Dieters and also quite thick. Karl also had very big festivals Egg. His extended seemed fake on his chubby figure. Nevertheless, I was getting hotter and my pussy collected more and more moisture, when you see these three pleasure rods.
I was the only one who was still dressed. I got up and began to move lasciviously, I wiped off my dress. I was only in front of the three in holding -free stockings, slip and bra. The air was pregnant by lust.
The three packed me roughly and pushed me open the couch. My bra and my panties were literally torn from my body and I felt six hands everywhere. My stiff nipples were sucked and twisted, my thick tits kneaded and my pussy fingered. The three went so that after a few minutes I orgasm had.
There was only a short breather and Karl started licking my still twitching pussy. He made it so skillful that I was back shortly before an orgasm. Karl noticed this and let go of me. Josef put his cock in my mouth while I jerked Dieters cock by hand.
My pussy dripped and although I had not yet put a hand on Karl’s pleasure, he pushed his cock into my pussy without warning. His cock was of enormous size and I screamed up. My pussy was tight and despite the moisture, the penetration of Karl’s ficklatte was a little painful. When he heard my cry, he would immediately get gentle, pulled back, fingered and stretched my pussy with two fingers.
My lust increased into immeasurable. I now blew Dieters and Josef’s cock alternately, while both hands slid over all of my Köprer. They alternated with tender and roughness and thus increased my lust. My pussy rippled to herself – also through Karl’s fingerei – and really screamed for a tail.
Karl started his second attempt to plow his splendor into me and was much gentler than the first time. See there: my pussy stretched wonderfully. Karl fucked me very slowly and increased the pace of minute to minute. I reared him towards him and at the same time blew Dieters and Josef’s slats.
I alternately sucked the two and stroked Josef’s asshole. That was too much for him and he shot out his cum on my face without warning. Karl, who now fucked me hard and quickly, also brought this sight to cumshot. He pumped all his old egg juice into my pussy.
Josef and Karl let off me and sat on the couch opposite each other. I went to all four and presented Dieter my ass. My pussy was still lubricated and Karls sperm ran out of me. Dieter pushed and chased his little fat friend in my cunt.
He fucked me quickly and hard into my long -moist grotto and after a short time he also came and pumped his white gold into me.
I sat up, spread my legs and fingered my clit. Josef, the gentleman, did not miss the opportunity to take over this for me and treated my swollen pussy, as it seemed worthy to him. Under the 6 eyes of my horny pensioners, he brought me to another orgasm, which also let me cum.
After that we deserved a breather before going to the next round. Several rounds followed and I enjoyed being fucked and inseminated like a hooker. The cum that the old sacks injected landed in my mouth, my pussy and all over my body. It was a horny feeling to be a pensioner mattress and when I put myself in a taxi at 4 a.m., just my dress, without panties and bra, I felt the taxi driver’s gaze in the rearview mirror.
The smell of sperm and lust stuck to my body and it was not to be overlooked where I came from.
Since then I’ve been the hooker of the three old sacks and I enjoy it.
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