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Witched closely from behind to this wonderful couple gorgeously female buttocks;Our smell in the nose, the warmth of our body envelops me comfortably. Nothing and nobody else is true. Deep inside and firmly connected to Julia to the pubic bone;With a safe stand behind her. And in front of the table my hands grip the tangible edgy pelvis so that I can secure and vary the strength of our connection there. We hardly move. Not the wild energy of our emotions dominates us.

Together on the carriage cheeky of our two -chip we put our common weight against you in the reins;Only easily in front of and back, the angle of our connection is changed. My tail Press against the roof, then more down, against the bottom of your vagina. The muscles that comprise me gently tense and loosen up infinitely slowly. Together we can stand this standstill over the Maasses;Hear the inner voice in the other body that “faster, faster!“Roars, the“ violent and harder!“Command.

And yet at that moment we know that the greater pleasure lies in the small agony. An intensive standstill? Together we change the pressure point;Just as slow as agony and satisfactory. That should never stop. And for the moment I don’t feel the desire for quick movement or firm bumps. But there is always an idea of this as a kind of promise hanging above us on the great redemption of this tension. Julia turns her head to the side, presses her shoulders back as far as she can, to take a short eye contact with me.

My glans and the top of my shaft immediately report the stronger pressure against the bottom of your cunt. A quiet smack. I want to come. Julia turns back and looks forward, presses the weight of her upper body on the table top, whereby her abdomen moves up a bit. Julia stretches her arms back. I should grasp her hands, pull them towards me. She whispers … I don’t understand the words, but her voice, her breath, her emphasis tell me everything I need to know.

She is there completely, with no fiber somewhere else, completely with me – and also at the point where we are put together. Again Julia turns forward, lets me go and the first member of her right middle finger mutates into the burdock of her clitoris. This is not an eagle owl, rather a pigeon that cuddles. The boxer engine of a VW beetle increases the speed again after the car has been slowed down to bend into our street.

The noises are suddenly there, quiet. Our room is out of it. The window is tipped, the light wind presses the long curtains, by steamed light and over the low side table: a slight wiping noise. I am superficial when I suddenly hear this world again and so clearly again? Papperlapapp. Sometimes I really crap my head. Julia turns her head back to me. She captures me with a very slow look of her eyes.

And by turning her head back forward, I feel how it becomes solid, how the pelvis varies its tendency to tense her muscles. Julia lifts her head slightly. She comes very quietly. Now she is completely for herself. “Come on now. Come. “Julia drives me in a warm voice. She wants me to feel as good as she. “I want to feel how you run out of me. “She speaks in the most natural way vulgar, she wants to make me horny with it orgasm to drive.

This wish feels good. “Or do you want to come on my tits?“I’m still in her, but now slowly pull my cock out. He’s wet. I put the glans back in, try to catch your attention. I feel good, I’m Julia close, but at the same time I also feel like an inexperienced one teenager, who proudly states that he did not come too early. I am ashamed of the thoughts;Now let my glans slide through their labia, in front of and back without penetrating.

The embarrassing thought is evaporated, forgotten without residue. Back and forth. I finally put my glans on their little dark rosette, without pressure. Julia moves her ass very easily without tracking a special direction. It is not an invitation. But also no cancellation. I slightly press my acorn against her ass, but I don’t penetrate it. No clear reaction. I rub the remains of the seeds on their anus, slide along their labia with the oak and lead the shaft through the thighs.

Julia rolls on the side, turns his head and looks into my eyes magnetically: an invitation – to the kiss. Kiss, hug, hold. Julia gets up, goes into the bathroom: peeing, toilet paper is rolled up, torn down, rustling. “Patsch” does it when the paper in the small watery of water opens. Rinse, door on …, noises from the kitchen. Well, with the tail on half mast, I shuffle – felt sex god – into the hallway;See Julia through the door frame on the fridge;Stairs up, into the bedroom and on the bed.

Julia follows with two glasses of water. She actually thought of fresh mint. And now wears my undershirt that is clearly too big for her. From the side I can see past her breasts. How can she think of mint for the water now? After Julia turns the glasses on the floor, she gets closer to all fours. Come on, make room, hop, that means. And I slide back on my butt until I can lean on the wall.

Created, she throws my pillow to me and – like a proud beech – comes towards me and presses her forehead on the mine: “Don’t play the shy. Your cock is the most corrupt being I know. “And I notice that mine erection has completely passed. Julia looks at me, leans down quickly and gives my acorn a stupid with her nose;Drives over it with her tongue and closes her lips.

Now it is official: good sex, humor and familiarity are not mandatory. “Is that just a tip from good life?”” What did your cock had to look for on my ass?“I am in the eye of playful-reproachful. According to all the rules of art, I feel your fingertips on my eggs. Less strokes them over the sides, the fingers wander down and the memory of a cozy tension keeps in my abdomen. Julia does not communicate horny.

The Schalk flashes out of her eyes, she plays with me, is closely close to me and I know exactly that the next moment she can be the passionate woman again – if she decides for herself that way. Your lips are not completely closed around the shaft, your tip of tongue caress my acorn. She grabs my thighs under my knees and pulls me up a little. “Stronger than I thought” goes through my head.

Half -seated and half -lying I find myself when asked whether there can be something nicer. “Did you really want to put your cock in my ass earlier at the table? You never told of perverse tendencies. Is this new?“She challenges me. Fellatio garnished with joke. I love it when she ironically attacks me. Even at that moment. And she knows that exactly. Look at me really cheeky. Her weight on the elbow, she now holds my eggs firmly in her hand.

Licks and bites and sucks until I can no longer hide the character of my tail that has been deteriorated through and through. And look at me again until I notice and react. “What about you and my so virgin ass? He turns you on? Do you want him?“Linking the ‘he’ grammatically with the ridiculous word ‘virgin’, it doesn’t just happen to her – no Lapsus. Again she kids me up, challenges me.

The few months she is older than me. Well, Julia is much more experienced than me and often pulls me out with the fact that I am shy, that I cannot tell my wishes and my double morality with enough self -confidence and judgment. And only because I did not allow myself to be completely sagging, horny to them whore to be in it in order to put the moody saint in my world behind. Did she really not think of this connection? In exceptional cases, none of your fields of secure expertise? Or do she know this gap away in order to score against me? Like in the Friendship Obviously, nothing works in the relationship without competing.

But then she has already grabbed me with her left hand firmly on the tail, gets up and slowly pulls me behind. This is how I get my glass of water in my hand, then I move drinking and good down the stairs behind it until we stand in front of our dining table on the ground floor again. Her right hand throws a pillow on it before she tends her upper body over it and leads me directly to her sweet asshole with her left.

“You do exactly what I say. “.

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