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Author: (c) 2000 by erotic virgin part 6 of the stories from Petra Kirsch’s environment. Petra Kirsch followed her usual daily work. The days passed without particularly exciting events. She got up, went to the window and looked at the surroundings. The children playing on the nearby playground claimed Petra’s attention for a few minutes. Suddenly Petra felt the drought in her throat. She wanted to get a glass of fruit juice out of the fridge, but decided halfway for wine.
I can do what I want … I am not responsible for anyone. said Petra loudly. The sarcastic undertone was clearly heard. Petra took out a whole bottle and went into the living room. There were several copies of the ’municipal scoreboard’ on the sideboard. All headings dealt with a topic and, among other things, were: ’Children. Bergmann because of fornication with minors in U-Hei ’’ ’child molesters due to hint from the population’ Petra felt confirmed in their actions.
The initial doubts were evaporated, which was mainly due to the positive opinion of the press. Many letters of the editor went with Dr. Jürgen Bergmann even harder to court. You stupid ass … you could still fuck with us today if you had only left your fingers from the young girls! said Petra Zusich himself, sat in an armchair and switched on the television. Without particular interest, she pursued some programs. At around 10 p.m. Petra had emptied the bottle of wine and a cozy bliss spread in her body.
She decided again in the company to stop by to get a picture of the order situation directly on site and to be seen with your employees and workers. She woke up around eight in the morning when the sun seemed directly into her face through a gap in the curtain and made it impossible to sleep on. A well -known, exciting feeling flowed through her resting body. A demanding tingling sensation that started in her nipples and continued to the center of her cunt.
Petra felt the demanding burning of the clit and the associated, increasing excitement that flooded her body. Slowly, very slowly, Petra began to remember her dream. She remembered again that as a marketender in the Middle Ages, she besieged a castle with an army of soldiers. During the day when the soldiers tried to storm the castle, they helped in the kitchen. In the evening after sunset she looked after the soldiers. Sometimes there were two or three at the same time.
One fucked her as she blew the second one and the hard lance jerked the third. She had experienced several orgasms every night. Petra well filled in this role. Every night she gave herself the men until she hurt her cunt. It didn’t matter to her men, she wanted well -being in her cunt. Fucking and fucking, that was her life of life until Diesnonne ended the dream and brought it back into the reality of life.
Petra’s right hand slid to her cunt. You mean goodness, she thought when she had the piece of meat in her hand. Wet, no soaking wet. The Mösen mucus ran through her legs and formed a damp spot on the bed sheet. She pulled her hand back to the clit and stimulated him. The tingling in her body increased immediately. The left hand massaged its tits. Something was missing, it was a hollow feeling in her excited abdomen.
With the left she reached next to her, felt and found the vibrator. A little shoot and he purred. Petra put him on her wet cunt. A short interrogation, smooth and in one of the course he disappeared into her slippery pleasure grotto. The vibrator looked out at most two centimeters. Petra’s hand now stroked her entire cunt. Again and again, up and down. She noticed that her asshole was wet through the cunt slime.
The middle finger penetrated as if by itself. She pulled him out and pushed him back in. A wonderful feeling, Petra thought. The moment she had her finger deep in the ass, she came with her original violence. Your body trembled and sheared. She had prepared a nice orgasm. She hadn’t tried ass fucking yet, but after today’s experience, it was considered to try it out one day.
She let her vaginal muscles work, floop, and the vibrator came out. Petra left the bed and went into the shower. While she was soaping, the ass fuck no longer got out of her head. The towel with which she had dried herself hung over the clothes stand and went to the two -meter -high mirror, which was mounted on one wall of her large bathroom. Petra could look at her entire body in the mirror.
She found that her skin was quite dry, which she didn’t want to understand at all. A funny thoughts came to her: maybe the skin mucus of the skin has withdrawn the moisture. Petra took the bottle of body lotion and creamed her body. When she reached her breasts, flaming twitches began to rest through her stomach. A hand on the nipples, one on the clit and Petra was in another world.
She looked at her counterpart in mentally absent in the mirror. This woman is so horny that it gets you down, thought Petra and keep watching her counterpart. Ass fuck, shot her through her head. Petra went into the bedroom and got the vibrator. She took the stool, put it in front of the mirror and settled on him. Petra spread his legs. She could look directly into her cunt in the mirror.
With the vibrator she stroked the clit. After a short time the labia opened and the cunt mucus flowed out with silky gloss. Petra wet the vibrator with her juice with a few rotating movements. She looked in the mirror and saw the tip pressed against the sphincter. Petra increased the pressure, whereupon the muscle loosened and cleared the way for the vibrator. All the senses of Petras focused on her ass.
She felt the rubber hing in her ass. Heaven, what a feeling. I think it tears me off, thought Petra and looked back in the mirror again. The vibrator came to light to disappear in her asshole again. A nipple took her to her opposite her, pulled and turned the teats until it stiff and horny upstairs. Now the same game was repeated with the other tits.
Lusting in the mirror, Petra saw her hand from the tits to the vibrator. The index finger drilled into the empty cunt during the thumb rubbed the clit. The vibrator went on and off constantly. An unforgettable sight, Petra came to mind. She thought about having a video camera run with her fuck soon so that she had something in tailless times, which she could remember.
Petra looked back in the mirror and saw this woman get closer to her orgasm. The trembling in the body became faster and faster, stopped and a huge orgasm pulled through the body. Petra enjoyed him to the last one. Petra rested a few moments in a relaxed and satisfied manner. Then she went into the kitchen, made hot water for a cup of tea and put on a cigarette. Naked as she was, she sat down at the kitchen table and blessed the cigarette blessed.
The microwave beeped. Petra took the glass and just wanted to dive the tea bag when she saw through the kitchen window by chance. In the opposite house someone stood by the window and watched them. Petra looked over at him and saw the family’s son. He had his cock in his hand and jerked himself off the crossbar. She knew that in the house opposite Tim and Ankescherer lived with two children. The son, Ingo, was nineteen, the daughter, Doris, fifteen years old.
The boy stared at her. He had opened his pants and jerked his hard cock. Petra only now realized that she was naked. Ingo could look at their plump tits. Now it is too late anyway, thought Petra and wanted to be helpful in his efforts. She rocked the boobs back and forth. He seemed to approach the orgasm. Petra took her tits into both hands, kneaded her gently and looked over at him again.
She saw how it came to him. He splashed his sperm onto the carpet. Petra smiled at him, lifted his hand to greeting and stepped away from the window. Hopefully no one saw you, she thought and wondered why he was even at the window? It fell from her eyes like scales when she saw each other through the kitchen in the bathroom mirror. He watched me all the time as I got it with the rubber tse, it shot through her head.
Ingo stood by the window. What he had just seen was the hit. His blood cooked. He had a stand that threatened to blow up his pants. What a horny woman, our neighbor. He would like to fuck this Petra Kirsch, Ingo thought. But he didn’t even have a friend with whom he could fuck. The neighbor is a thoroughbred female that would definitely not do with a boy.
He looked out the window again and still saw Petra walking naked through the kitchen. It didn’t seem to make it out that he could watch her. Ernoch had never seen such tits. He drove into his pants with one hand and took out his cock. Observing the woman in the other apartment, he jerked himself off. His gaze rested on her tits, who fluctuated around when she moved.
He grazed his pants. Ingo almost stopped his heart when he saw that she stepped into the window and looked over at him. She smiled when she saw him. He couldn’t help it further than to staring on and jerking off. She had to be able to see him exactly. That didn’t bother him now, because his lust grew. Ingo’s neighbor took her tits in her hands and kneaded her. That was too much.
His cock began to spray the juice out. He rubbed the crossbar until nothing came out. She was still smiling, waving to him and leaving the window. Ingo quickly got a rag to clean the fully sprayed carpet. Did you get one down? he heard his sister who suddenly stood behind him. Doris grabbed Ingo from behind to the eggs. The bag is empty. You wanked! she was reproachful.
You shouldn’t grab me, I am your brother, said Ingo, but had his sister granted. But I am also a girl who wants to gain sexual experiences, she breathed and continued to play around his sack. Then find a boy you can play with, Ingo said and withdrawn from his sister’s grip. Insulted she left his room and murmured something that Ingo was not understood.
He wasn’t thinking about his lustful sister. This uninhibited neighbor had done it to him. So far, no woman had shown himself naked so much. And what kind of body did this woman have. She even exceeded all the girls he had ever seen in relevant magazines. He was difficult to break away from his room window. The fact that she had looked at him with a smile and finally produced himself for him let the blood rustle back into his limp lout, which straightened up again.
Ingo looked down on his body in amazement. Usually his belt usually needed an hour until he reacted again. Ingo suppressed his rising excitement and attracted his shorts. A little later, Ingo passed the room of his sister. He heard Doris Keuchen. He opened the door quietly. Doris was naked in bed and satisfied himself with a candle. She had pushed the candle in completely and worked on her stiff clit, which looked out between her labia.
Doris noticed Ingo. come here. You can watch me do it, she breathed with big eyes. Ingo was not sure how to react because his excitement flared up again. He was alone in the house with his sister. His parents were working. So nobody could surprise you. Ingo sat down on the bed next to his sister and watched her. In his pants there was movement again.
The sight of his self -satisfying sister horny Ingo again. Fuck it, thought Ingo, took out his cock and also started getting one down. Doris looked at his hard stand. She horny to finally have her brother so far that Erihr showed his cock. Now she jerked the clit faster. It suddenly came. The orgasm twitched through its whipped body. She let herself go, enjoyed the climax and did not let Ingo out of sight.
Ingo continued his crossbar. Somehow he didn’t really get going. He looked over at his sister, who still had the candle in her hole and watched him. He closed his eyes and concentrated on his cock again. In the spirit he saw the naked Petra standing on the window again and stopping her plump tits. His hand was suddenly taken away from him. Ingo opened his eyes and saw Doris kneel between his legs.
I want to take him in my mouth! said Doris Leise. No, you are not allowed to do that, he replied hesitantly and without great persuasiveness. But I want, it came confidently over her lips. Before Ingo could somehow react, Doris had pushed her brother’s tail into her mouth. He wanted to protest, but did not manage to arrive against the rising lust. Doris edited the strap with her lips. She does it well, he thought and finally let her grant her.
Do you like that? asked Doris in between. Yes, keep it up, gasped Ingo and pressed her head on his stiff bolt. With one hand she reached for the candle and worked on the cunt again. The second hand reached for its eggs and kneaded the nuts violently. It comes right away, gas gasped excitedly. I also breathed Doris and drove the candle into her wet column. Her cunt muscles contracted and the second orgasm drove her through the twitching body.
Angingo noticed that his sister came, the juice shot out of the Nille. Doris was startled when the first ray shot into her throat, so that she briefly let the tail slide out of her mouth. The second shot clapped in the middle of her face. The rest of the sperm sucked her from her brother out of her eggs. Doris kneaded his sack to ensure that she got everything too. She didn’t want to give the tail anymore and sucked around until he hung in front of her limp.
That was unique, said Doris and played with her brother’s relaxing cock. come to eat! called hers Mother. They drove apart. They hadn’t heard their mother at all. Ingo stowed the strap in the pants and disappeared towards the kitchen. They silently ate the stew that their mother had warmed up in the microwave. At the end of the meal, Ingo felt something between his legs. Doris stroked his pants with one foot and looked at him with a grin.
Ingo pushed him aside inconspicuously. But he was back immediately. He got on his nerves. Ingo got up and went back to his room. Doris, you help me wash. I have to go again afterwards. Does it have to be that way? asked her miserably. Yes, it has to be, Anke Scherer replied with an unmistakable tone. I have to go to the toilet quickly. said Doris and ran into her room. The candle was still on the bed.
She raised her skirt and pushed the slip aside. Doris moistened the candle with her lips and led her to the cunt. She drilled the thing into her hot lust hole and pulled the panties back to his place. With a lively she returned to the kitchen. As she dried the dishes, she rubbed her thighs tightly together. A new highlight was announced. Her mother left the kitchen and went into the basement.
Doris was now undisturbed. She came to the clit and massaged him. It came huge. The waves of the orgasm grip the body. She had to suppress a moan so as not to reveal herself. She ended the washing up and surprised that her mother was not yet out of the basement. Doris hung the drying towel on the hook and went to the cellar door. She listened down, but could not hear no sound.
On quiet sole she sneaked down the stairs. Now she heard a weak gas. Doris continued towards the drying room. The wheping increased. She bent and saw through the keyhole. What she saw she didn’t think she. Then her mother was sitting with wide -spread thighs. She had hanged the panties on her leg and hit the skirt up. With one hand she drilled a rubber hing into the cunt, with the other she massaged her chest.
Doris Schlich as quietly as she had come back. She sat in front of the television. A short time later, her mother came out of the basement, went into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Doris still had the candle in her cunt. That she her mother caught Had, as she satisfied herself with the rubber hing, had her lust awakened back into her. She hadn’t thought that her mother had needed it.
Doris could always hear when her parents drove it together. She let a hand slide under the skirt and pushed it up. The hand glittin the slip, reached for the candle and began to fuck it. The second hand reached after the clit and quickly rubbed over him. The cunt got wet again, so that the candle slid and slipped without any problems. The next orgasm was paved.
Doris closed her eyes and gave up her feelings. Suddenly she heard the bathroom door opened. She quickly pulled her skirt back and pretended to stared into her smell bored. That was scarce, she thought. Small, you are not good? You have such red cheeks, asked her mother worried. I feel good, mom. It’s just a bit warm, Doris replied and hoped that she sounded convincing.
The candle continued to face the climax. Although she didn’t have the candle in her hand, she headed to an orgasm. When her mother turned her back on her, it came. Doris tried not to show it. With difficulty she had her body under control. She felt the cunt juice ran her between her thighs and increased the departure. Her mother left the living room and went into his parents’ bedroom.
Minutes later she came back. She had changed. I’ll drive over to grandma quickly! I am back around five o’clock. Anke kissed Doris on his forehead and left the house. Then Doris heard her mother driving away. Doris breathed deeply. She got between her legs. The cunt was soaking wet. The mucus only flowed out of it. Doris pulled out the candle. The rubber in her panties briefly pressed the candle against Ihrarschloch.
She didn’t think long, the temptation was too great. Doris slowly pressed the candle into the asshole. The sphincter strived for the candle briefly, but then let it run in. Doris moved them back and forth. My God. I’m horny again today. That doesn’t end. After every orgasm I get horny, thought Doris and continued her work. The candle penetrated deeper and deeper into your body.
Suddenly she had an idea. Mutti’s rubber hing, it shot through her head. She got up and went to the drying room. Doris looked around, somewhere she had to hide the thing. She started looking. In the box for the dirty laundry she finally found the cock. Doris sat on the chair where her mother had sat shortly before. She hastily pulled the slip to the side. The rubber hing had a considerable size.
She hadn’t even noticed that. She was not sure whether the cock fit into her cunt. Despite all the concerns, Doris bored the rubber core into the moist cunt. Uh!… it escaped to her when he penetrated her. The cunt muscles spanned the dick and she had to press firmly to get the giant thing in. A wonderful tingling pulled through her body. She believed to be in flames. The asshole and cunt twitched around the bet.
She caught a huge orgasm and let her body twitch wild without a stop. This highlight was heavenly, he drove Doris to the edge of the senses. She believed to hover and let the waves lawn through her body. This finish totally made her. Exhausted she sank together in the chair. After a breather, Sieden pulled the rubber hing out of the cunt, cleaned it and put it back to his place. We’ll be good friends, said Doris and closed the box.
Then she pulled out the candle and put it on a shelf. When Doris set up, she noticed that her panties were completely soaked. She grazed him and threw him into the box for used laundry. She left the drying room, closed the door behind her and went back to the living room. She crouched back in front of her telly and looked far away. A light gust of wind that came through the open patio door drove her under your skirt.
It was a pleasant feeling to feel the cool wind on her horny cunt. Doris let her thigh slide apart to better offer her hot pussy to the wind. Every new gust of wind sparked their lustwers again, so that their grotto soon became damp again. Doris winced briefly as she heard Ingo heard the stairs. But she changed her seating position not a centimeter. With shiny eyes that reflected her lustfulness, she looked towards him expectantly.
Ingo sat next to her without a word the couch, the television newspaper grabbed and deepened into it. Doris felt how the desire for sexual relaxation increased steadily and the burning in her horny pussy increased. Slowly her right hand slid to her blouse and began to open her head by the head. Only stupid soap operators in the box, said Ingo disappointed and threw the newspaper back on the table.
Should I play something to you? Asked Doris Lüstern and stroked the spread legs with both hands. When he said nothing and just looked at her skirt, she pulled her skirt so far with both hands that Ingo could see her wet pussy. He still didn’t react. His gaze was tied up on the bush of hair between her thighs. Doris took the initiative and turned her body around Ingo, so that he could look directly between the wide -spread thighs.
During this vehement movement, Doris slipped the open blouse off his shoulders and gave the bare upper body ingo’s look price. With a skillful rotation, Doris grazed the blouse completely. She looked at her breasts as Ingo now looked at her breasts. At the same time, she noticed how it moved into Ingo’s pants, which continued to spend her excitement further. Without any reluctance and without shame in front of her brother, Doris also brushed off his skirt, so that she was sitting on the couch without a jaws.
I don’t have a nice body? Doris whispered hardly audibly, stroked his hands over his body, knead her full breasts and stroked lust over her pub. Ingo just nodded. In the truest sense, the gone remained away. So he hadn’t seen his younger sister yet. In the meantime, the little girl had become a young woman who had everything that liked a man.
He felt how the lust rose in him and his lümmel began to set up. For a short moment he did not see his sister in Doris, but a horny girl who apparently tried to get a boy around. Bang me! Powered Doris and pulled her wet labia apart with both hands. Briefly twitched into ingo’s body. He had succumbed to the temptation to fuck his little horny sister. But in the end the mind still won.
No … you are my sister! he said with a dry mouth, but did not turn his eyes off her. But you can lick your sister a bit, Doris begged and offered him her wet lust grotto. Ingo felt how sexual desire slowly overwhelmed his judgment. The throbbing strap between his legs did the rest. Doris stretched out his breasts and let her pool circle.
Lick my warts, gasped them lust. There is nothing there if you do this little favor to your sister. Now Ingo had nothing back. He leaned aside, noticed that this was not a comfortable position and let the couch slide. Doris spread the thighs apart and put on it so that Ingo had more space and had the tilting labia right in front of his eyes. Now that he had her horny wet pussy in mind, the breasts no longer interested him.
Less than ten seconds later he was with his head on her pleasure center. Doris saw that he looked at her wet pussy and his breath went faster at the same time. She triumphed internally. Finally she had it so far. The first touch of his tongue had her shivered and her excited abdomen stretched out expectantly. The tip of the tongue gently slid through the moist grotto again and again and heated Doris violently. That’s nice! she groaned in a lustful voice.
Ingo strengthened the pressure of his tongue so that as far as she could enter the greedy gap. The bell of the front door tore apart the two abruptly. They looked at themselves questioningly while Doris quickly attracted himself. I don’t expect anyone, said Doris apologetically. I also not, replied Ingo without leaving his place. Once again someone pressed the bell button. This time longer. Ingo hesitated for a few seconds, finally rose, went to the front door and opened it.
Hey age, said his friend Tom easily and crowded past the stunned Ingo, who had lost the language for a moment. I didn’t expect you, it slowly came over Ingo’s lips. If I come to you inconvenient, you only need to tell me and I’m gone again. Tom said with a smile. It’s okay. Ingo replied to whom Tom’s unexpected appearance let clear thoughts again, so that he was ultimately happy about the visit of his friend, since he couldn’t say how far it would have gone to him and his horny sister.
Passed for a few days. Petra worked, jerked and was unhappy. She came together with Tanja every week, then licked each other until they could no longer. Almost a month after his first appearance, Stefan was at the door again. When Petra opened him, he had already hanged his cock out of his pants. Even stiff. I shit on your lousy pisser! Petra said angrily and slammed the door again.
That evening she got into her car and drove around on the streets where the hookers offered her bodies. Petra was on it to get a fuck again, but in the end she left it. She took her vibrator out of the hand shoe compartment, clamped it under the panties and let the thing buzz. Petra drove through the streets and was satisfied by the massage tab.
It came three times her. Once she would almost have run over a red traffic light. At some point Petra also thought about going to Lars and asking him to make her appear in his nightclub as a stripper. She could come up with a solon number. With wanking and such. But Petra also rejected this thought. She only needed to dr. Kleinert to think that she had seen on stage.
So she passed the desire for such games. She returned around twenty -two o’clock. When she turned into the parking lot, she saw Ingo sitting on the roadside. He looked sad. Petra parked the Audi on her parking space. She passed Ingo on the way to the front door. Hello, young man, not in a good mood? Petra asked the pile of misfortune at her feet. No, I made a mistake, he produced.
Do you want to talk to me about it? Petra offered himself. I don’t think Ingo said unsafe. Ok, maybe later. Petra went into her apartment. She pulled out her shoes, went into the bedroom and put her clothes completely, pulled a thin, silk, knee -length morning grinder over her bare body. In the hallway she looked at herself in the mirror. The ceiling spotlight illuminated her body from behind. She saw the light shone through the thin fabric.
Petra believed to be in front of the mirror naked. From the living room she looked down on the street. Ingo was still sitting down there. He looked at her high. Petra pushed the curtain aside, waved to him and indicated him to get up. Ingo apparently thought about what to do. Finally he had made his decision and came up to her. It rang. Petra opened the door and Ingo stood in front of her.
He offered a devastating sight. For Petra it was clear that he had huge problems. Come in, she said and led him into the living room. Ingo sat on the couch without a word. Do you want to drink something? Petra tried to start entertainment. No thanks, Ingo answered Tonlos. Petra sat in an armchair opposite him. Do you want to tell me now what depresses you? She gave him time.
After a few moments he told his sister seduced has. Ingo described the events so closely that Petra was able to imagine in spirit how Doris had blown her brother. She looked into Ingo’s eyes and saw how he saw her between her legs. Petra looked down at himself. The morning skirt had slipped up. The legs had opened slightly and Ingo could look exactly into her cunt.
She considered what she should do now. Should she offer him to fuck her. Petra was not sure how to behave. After all, it was the sexual desire again, which won. She stretched out her hand. Come to me. she said calmly. Ingo came around the table and turned up in front of her. Petra pushed him on his knees, pushed her abdomen up to the edge and put his legs on the armrests.
Ingo smiled and felt awkward. He looked into her open cunt, but did not dare to touch her. Petra took his head into her hands and led him to her cunt. Leckmir the pussy … just like you did it with your sister, she breathed excited. Tentatively stroked ingo with the tongue through the column. He tasted a horny, mature woman for the first time. The cunt mucus had a special fragrance.
The tongue reached the clit. Petra twitched together. Ingo pulled his tongue back because he thought he hurt her her. Keep going. The clit likes this when he is stroked with his tongue. Ingo continued to lick. He saw how the clit became red and emerged between the labia. The losing losing licking he licked through Petras Cunt faster and faster. Her abdomen began to twitch. Yes … just don’t stop … for me the time has come, panted Petra and let the orgasm come.
The cunt mucus ran out of her and Ingo licked it away. He sipped her cunt. This boy is a natural talent, thought Petra. She stopped him, straightened up in the armchair and reached his pants. He had a stand. A skilful handle and the zipper was open. Petra grabbed his pants and took out the tail and his eggs. She gently stroked along his stand and took his nuts.
undress yourself. she said easily and grinned at her young friend. Ingo stood naked in front of Petra shortly afterwards. She picked up his cock and pulled him between her spread legs. The strap shared her wet labia. Push him in and bang me, she said lust. Ingo could not be said twice. He drilled his latte into her horny cunt and began to fuck her quickly.
Slow … always with the calm. Take your time, Petra warned her impetuous stallion. Ingo rammed his hard straps into the narrow tube again and again. Petra opened the morning skirt and kept Ingo’s breasts in front of her nose. She kneaded her and saw that Ingo stared at the boobs. Petra encompassed a chest and held his nipple. He put his lips around the wart and started sucking. Petra put between his legs and scratched his eggs.
She stopped him and let the tail slide out of her cunt. Petra turned and crouched forward on the seat. Ingo came up from behind, pressed her strap back into her cunt and fucked on. He saw the full meat mountains swinging around. Ingo grabbed the two balls and held on to them. He was in heaven. What he had imagined in his wildest dreams had occurred.
He fucked the neighbor. The woman who had watched him wanking. And from which he had dreamed almost every night since this memorable day. It comes up to me, he groaned. Petra appealed the clit with her middle finger. She wanted to reach orgasm with Ingo at the same time. Ingo suddenly shrugged violently. Petra felt like his cock a bit of the pump and pumped his sperm into her. The scam injected brought Petra to the climax.
She let it go and enjoyed this boy’s cock as he worked powerfully in her. The climax drove into the tips of the hair. Ingo’s cock sneaked quickly and slid out of her cunt. Petra sat back in her armchair. Ingo stood in front of Petra with wet tail. She put him in her mouth and licked his strap clean. If you want, you can visit me more often, Petra said when she lit a cigarette.
I would like that. Ingo looked at the clock and said: I have to go home now, otherwise I will get trouble with my parents. He quickly got dressed. Petra brought him to the door. Then she went into the living room and switched on the TV. For today’s day, her horny cunt gave rest. Nothing special in the flicker box was, so that Petra lay down in bed half an hour later and immediately fell asleep.
When Petra woke up the next day, she felt completely satisfied and literally sparkled with drive. Naked as she was, she cooked fresh coffee, and then sat down at her desk to do some affairs. The week passed like in flight without seeing Petra Ingo again. She had looked over to Scherer’s house several times, but hadn’t seen him. Slowly her pussy began to itch again and asked for a cock that fucked her vigorously.
In the idea of feeling a thick men’s tail between her labia, her nipples came up and hardened. The desire for an orgasm strengthened every hour and determined more and more their actions and action. Petra could hardly concentrate on her work on Friday afternoon. Again and again the desire for a strong strap that was concerned with it. At around sixteen peta, Petra finished her work for this week.
She started sucking and cleaning dust in the apartment, and cleaned her up. Actually, she should have cleaned the windows, but no right to start with it now. She just lacked the desire to do homework. Again and again Petra looked over to Scherer’s. To see her hope in Ingo and somehow to get him to come over to her was not fulfilled. Slowly the frustration spread into her.
Petra longed for a permanent friend who could fuck her whenever she felt like it. Around twenty o’clock she called a pizza service and ordered a large pizza and an Italian salad with tuna. Petra had hardly hung up the listener when the doorbell rang. In amazed, she operated the intercom and asked who was there. To Petra’s surprise it was Ingo’s voice that she heard.
He asked if he could visit her. Petra affirmed and pressed the door opener. When he was in her hallway, she asked him if he wanted a pizza. He nodded in agreement and called Petra his wishes, whereupon she reordered his pizza. An hour later they had eaten their pizzas and made themselves comfortable in the living room. Together they looked at an action film in which there was also some naked meat to see, which striked the lustful in Petra and she was excited.
Ingo did not seem to have remained unexpected. Especially with the scene in which a young, blond woman who was apparently tied to a bed and was supposed to be raped, it was obviously stirring in his shorts. When Petra went into the kitchen to get another bottle of wine, she felt how his eyes followed her. Since she was only covered with a wide, long blouse and a short panties, Ingo was able to look extensively looking at her hardly covered body.
What do we want to see now? Petra asked him when she returned and looked into his eyes. At Ingo, the alcohol already worked, as Petra found in his transfigured look. I would like to look at a porn film without having to be afraid that my sister or parents could get me, he said slowly and looked at Petra shyly. What would you like to see? Petra asked him, rose from her place and went over to her living room cabinet.
Ingo looked at her unsafe. He didn’t seem to dare to tell her what he wanted. Petra standed helplessly and didn’t know what to do. You have to decide for something, she finally said and began to look through her video cassettes. Hard or soft? Petra Ingo asked and kept two cassettes up. Hard, it came quietly over his lips. All right then. Hard! Petra said, the corresponding cassette was entering and returning to her place.
Ingo pursued her entire path to the couch and tried to take a look at her breasts again and again. Petra was not unnoticed by his interest in her tits. I just go for little girls, breathed Petra lust, shot her butt and left the living room with cradling steps. When Petra was sitting on the porcelain bowl, she grazed the thin panties and threw it into the laundry basket. You no longer need it today, she thought, wiped her column with the toilet paper dry and pressed the rinsing.
She combed her hair extensively in front of the mirror. Petra wanted to leave Ingo alone for a few minutes. She knew that it was the same in this strip and the actors really got down to business. Petra had chosen a porn in which hard, but no brutal sex was practiced. She didn’t want to put Ingo on false thoughts because she could not assess him in this regard. Maybe, she thought, he thinks that I like a brutal number when I play something like that.
With the same craving hips, Petra finally returned to her living room. Since the soft carpet damped her steps, Ingo did not notice her return. Petra saw how he gently massaged his hard lout through the fabric of his pants. When Petra stepped into his field of vision, he quickly pulled his hand back, but did not let the television out of his eyes. His full attention was focused on the film. He took no further note from Petra’s presence.
Petra slid elegantly next to him on the couch, made it comfortable and also followed the hustle and bustle on the screen. The busty blonde had just finished the titty fuck and changed position. She turned around, got to her knees and lived on her partner’s hard rod. With the other hand she shared the wet labia and led the hard cock to the entrance to her pleasure grotto. When Petra saw the strap entering the blond hairy cunt, she believed that the hard stake would immerse yourself in her.
Petras cunt muscles contracted and continued to heat their lust. With a brief sidewaysblow, she found that Ingo massaged his lümmel again. Petra then let the thighs slide apart and the feet sinked onto the floor. The blouse was just able to cover its horny column, so that it did not immediately notice that it had unlocked the slip. Their hard nipples, on the other hand, crowded against the fabric, which clearly emerged.
Petra stroked alternately over the hard surveys, which sent a permanent streamy to the horny column, which made it more and more horny and only brought Petra to orgasm through her petting. Hardly audibly groaned and looked at Ingo, who pugly massaged his strap. Ingo’s sight continued to impress Petra’s excitement. Slowly she let a hand overlook to him. She pushed gently under the waistband, long after his man splendor and surrounded her with her hand.
Now it was Ingo who groaned under the touch and advanced the abdomen. Petra kneaded his nuts carefully, which made him moan again. She noticed that he now looked at her. His eyes hung on her love hill. From the corner of the eye, Petra saw that by griping Ingo’s tail the blouse slipped and the horny cunt had exposed so that Ingo could look at it unhindered. Do you want to? Petra Lüstern asked and was actually aware of Ingo’s answer from the start.
He didn’t say a word about his lips, he just nodded. Petra pulled the blouse off and sat naked next to Ingo, who got bigger eyes. Slowly she spread her thighs further apart and stroked blusts with one hand over her love hill, from which the labia already appeared clearly. Now Ingo was no longer holding back. With his fully hardness, he sliddled between Petras Schenkel.
Her full tits went crazy. Despite his irrepressible greed to drill his strap into her wet cunt, he first had to suck on her nipples. Petra passed a horny shower as she felt his mouth on her nipples and crowded towards him. Her wet, horny column was not far from his hard cock. Petra tried to conduct her cunt to his cunt by slight movements. She felt his Nille touched her clit and chased a lustful shower through her excited body.
Ingo deals in detail with Petra’s horny tits. He kissed her, kneaded her and sucked on her hard nipples again and again without taking his hands off the wonderful breasts. A dream was formed in his excited head. When he felt how Petra stretched out his body, he pulled it back and slid down on her body. He had never done it before, but for the first time in his young life he only wanted to bring a woman to orgasm with his tongue, which could be useful for his further action, he believed at least.
Dediting he licked Petras wet column. The clit had particularly taken with him. This little nipple was able to put a woman in real turmoil and cause her to get out of control completely. After a short lick that he classified for a maximum of three to four minutes, Petra came with power. She pushed towards him and pressed her twitching cunt firmly on his mouth. Petra experienced a heavenly orgasm. Only when Ingo slipped on her did she realize that he had not yet reached his climax.
His strap stood out of his body hard and aimed at her head exactly. Petra was about to take his Nille into himself when he pulled her back. Petra didn’t know what went through his head for a fraction of a second. Finally she went rationally and came to the conclusion that Ingo wanted to spray her or between her breasts. Petra said nothing because she wasn’t 100 % sure of her cause.
There was only one way to find out if it was right. Lusters she turned through her freshly fucked body and stretched her full tits towards Ingo, which she comprised with both hands and gently pressed it together. Bingo, Petra thought when she saw how he slipped on her up and rubbed his hard strap on the nipples, which was not without consequences either. The only thought that this boy had the desire to make his hard lümmel inject between her magnificent tits, Petra made you horny again.
Lusters put her boobs into both hands and pulled her apart. Put it between my hills! Petra Ingo asked and looked at him upside down. Careful, almost tentative, he came closer and placed his stiff belt between Petras full tits. Due to her dimensions, Petra was a ease to span the young cock with her titles. She was able to fully enclose the stiff tail.
She firmly pressed her tits together and thus clamped Ingo’s straps. He pushed carefully and began to fuck Petra’s tits. Put the pressure on your lümmel yourself, said Petra and took her hands off her breasts. She gave its way to his feelings. It only turned her on because she had already had her orgasm and was currently not receptive to new stimuli, which did not mean that she did not notice Ingo’s hard cock between her tits.
She registered him, but was not a problem for her because she had told him that he should place his hard bolt between her tits. Petra saw how he put his strap between her magnificent curves, put them together and began to move. He seriously fucked her between the tits. Petra clearly felt his hard Nille slid through the valley of her breasts. It took less than ten minutes for Ingo to tense his body.
Petra knew from experience that it was so far with him now. It only passed seconds until they felt the first shot hot sperm on their chin. She felt how he pressed her tits closer together to intensify his climax. His movements were so uncontrolled that his nille continued to approach her mouth. When Petra thought the right time was achieved, she sucked the Nille of his splashed tail and swallowed its remaining load.
Ingo sloped down heavily and supported himself on the hands. It was with one of the hottest orgasms he had ever experienced. He could not have imagined in his wildest fantasies that a titty fuck could be so cool. But what was the most surprised, no amazed, was the fact that his bolt did not slip. He looked down at himself and saw that Petra massaged his cock with her mouth.
Ingo felt clearly how her tongue circular around his Nille. It was hard to believe, but Petra managed to make Ingo to cum only within ten minutes by stimulating with her tongue. A good boy, a potent stallion, thought Petra when Ingo let himself fall next to her. There is still a lot of undiscovered potential that is only waiting to be discovered. She decided to accept the boy, however.
In any case, she wouldn’t let him go as quickly as she had released other men from her life. Well, he was a lot younger than her, but what does that matter these days. After all, she didn’t want to marry him, she needed him for her bed. He should satisfy her permanently horny body and nothing else. Petra was basically no longer sure what the word ’love’ actually meant for her.
Love – fucking with heart, the partner completely trust, falling out in order to ultimately cheated excessively, exploited and to be disappointed? No thanks! She didn’t have to do that again. Petra had already experienced too much in her life in order to be able to give this dream the slightest chance of fulfillment. One coveted only their body and the other just wanted to do their money. She no longer believed that she still had a way to find this ‘man for life’.
Petra had to admit to herself that she no longer tried it. But, Petra suddenly thought, I am now behaving differently? What do you have with Ingo? It’s just about his cock! You don’t care about the rest of humans either! At the moment you are going to the same level as the guys you shot down! Petra was shocked by this self -knowledge. She realized that she was just a selfish.
On the whole, she had come to a way that she would probably not get married. The freedom she had, and fully lived out, was enough for her … at least at the moment, and made her satisfied … at least at the moment at the moment.
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