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Prologous “Well, my Lord? What for you?“I look at a face that grin me up in a face. “No, uh … you don’t have something sweet anymore?”” Only what you see here. “The service provocatively stretches my lush breasts. I had stared on it all the time while waiting in line. The red polo shirt of the catering company spans its tempting curves. When she laughs in the moody, it wiggles under her shirt like gods.
I turn around speechlessly and go back to the foyer. 1) Anna stands on the edge of the fray with a champagne glass in the hand and looks at the oversized photographs with scene images of the current game plan. She was particularly dressed up for this evening. Your chocolate brown hair is artfully put back. The earrings glitter played out, she did without a necklace. She probably did not want to steer her eyes too much on her cleavage, which is pressed into an appetizing shape by the tape under her chest.
With this outfit it does not need a bra. Otherwise she would never have done that, at the mid -30s her breasts hang down properly, even if they are still firm and plump. A smooth skirt just covers her knees. For the sake of me, she put on flat shoes, with her 1.78m she would otherwise have easily overwhelmed me. She turns to me when I arrive with her and looks at me questioningly. “Unfortunately, there is only hearty things.
Do you have it again?“, I ask with a slight nod towards her glass. She just drank her third sparkling wine, which she didn’t see similar to her. Usually she dispenses with alcohol. “Wellaaa. So to be honest I find that pretty boring here. “I have to give her right. The staging is really not good, and the audience also consists only of pensioners and uninterested snatching. So even there is nothing to look, so the service was a nice change earlier.
“May I take that away?“I’m a little scared because I can’t see where the voice came from. Then I look down. My wife holds out her glass of female waitress, which I almost overlooked. It is about 1.30m tall. In her compact way it is very attractive: blonde half -length hair that is styled with gel to a curly hairstyle, bright brown eyes, a distinctive snack and a sensual mouth. My gaze falls from above in your neckline, which hardly keeps the round breasts that spontaneously think of these soft gymnastics balls.
Her dress is modeled on that of a maid, with an outrageously short dress. And she runs barefoot! While I am staring at her, I notice how something stirs in my pants. The service looks briefly at my crotch and then grinning an eyebrow when she looks at us again. I notice that my wife took my hand. “I wish you a nice evening,” the little woman flutes, puts the champagne glass on her tray, turns and disappears with a swinging hip in the crowd.
I curse my soft fabric trousers and see down. My member is clearly pressing through the fabric. I discover a small card in front of me on the floor. I raise them. My wife still holds my hand and looks in the direction in which the service has disappeared. Absent she plays with my fingers and murmurs to herself: “But it was pretty … I want to sleep with you. “I almost cheat myself.
I realize that my wife is still completely in mind. She noticed that she just said that loudly? I think that your wish may not be aimed at me, but at the service. The pauseengong lets us flinch briefly, then we take our places again. The piece tortures itself with the audience through the second act. I notice that I still hold this card in my hand.
Whether the sweet service has lost? It is the business card of a café. “Sans Coutllerie – sweet delicacies” like it. The address is near the theater. “Maybe there will be something for us afterwards,” I whisper my wife in the ear and hold the card to her. She looks deep into my eyes, puts her hand on my leg and nods very slowly. Your gaze has an urgency that I cannot interpret.
2) The tragedy finally ends around midnight, and the exhausted visitors flock through the doors of the theater into the mild summer night. We decided that we want to take the short detour to see if Sans has still opened Coutellerie. The café is located in a narrow side street. “Well, walk customers have less here,” I say to my wife. It takes my hand and is briskly approaching the shop windows of the shop. The interior is in a soft light, but is easy to see from the outside.
Strange, in the small room there is a single table with two chairs. I’m currently considering whether the café has really opened, so I see a delicious cake buffet on the left side. “This is a huge amount for two people” I whisper my wife, who looks just as interested in the window. Determined she pulls me to the door and we enter. We surround a sweet smell that could best be described with cake scent.
I look around in the room. It is tastefully decorated, but there is really only one table here. It is covered with a white tablecloth and otherwise empty. It looks almost a bit big for only two people. There is a sideboard with drinks on the right side. The selection seems to be quite decent, albeit a bit very alcohol -heavy for a café. Next to the counter is a door with the inscription “Douche”.
I stop. Even if I haven’t learned a French, I am sure that the “shower” means, not “toilet”. A strange place. Then this door opens and steps out – the small operation from the theater!My wife begins to smile. “Sorry that you had to wait. I briefly made myself … “She briefly wipes her index finger on her apron and looks into my wife stealth. Then she holds her hand to me.
“I’m Janine. Nice that you are finally there. “” T … Tom “, I stutter. What’s going on here? “Anna”, my wife introduces herself in a firm voice. “You want something sweet, yes? This is at your disposal for you. “Your gesture includes the entire restaurant. “Don’t worry, you don’t have to pay anything. Just use yourself at the buffet. What do you want to drink? Another sparkling wine for you?“She looks at my wife who is not only.
“And you would definitely like a cocktail. Sex on the beach?”” Uh … of course … “This is my favorite drink. Where from … or found it just funny? “Understood. Get something sweet, I’ll bring you your drinks right away. “So she swings her hips over to the line. Anna goes to the buffet, I automatically follow her. 3) There is a delicious selection in front of us. Biscuit roll, cream cakes, chocolate kisses, cream puffs, various puddings and creams, vanilla and chocolate sauce, red groats and much more.
We take a plate. Anna is the first to choose a cream puff, I have a piece of the biscuit role. We carry the plates to the table and take a seat. Our chairs are not opposite, but on corner. No matter. Janine brings us our drinks. When she stands next to me and puts my glass on the table in front of me, I feel her breasts that slide along my shoulder. I get hot. I take off my jacket and hang it over my chair back.
We take our glasses, proste and drink a sip. The drink is damn delicious. “Where do we find the cutlery?“Anna looks around. Janine puts on a slightly undergrowth grin. “Well, it works a little differently here. You are not in any café here. You are here in the Sans Coutellerie. There is no cutlery here. You should enjoy the delicacies of this restaurant with all your senses, so cutlery would only bother.
And now: Let it taste good. “Janine withdraws to the sideboard and leaves us a little perplex alone. “Well, then just with your hands,” Murplates Anna and tries to lift her cream puff up with pointed fingers. I try my luck with my cake. It is so soft and airy that he falls into two parts when the first attempt. Anna has more skill. She now holds her cream puff in her hands like a Big Mac and pushes it into her mouth a big piece.
When she tears off, the cream presses out at the back and a large drop ends up on her top. That doesn’t bother you great. She groans with full mouth: “This is divine!“I’m trying it again with my biscuit role. This time I accidentally crush the piece between my fingers. Before some of it ends up on my expensive suit, I quickly stuff the cream dough pamp into my mouth. Is that to be grasped? I’ve never eaten anything like that!Anna literally devoured her cream puff.
When I think about how I can clean my greasy fingers now, she simply strokes her hand at her top while leaving her glass. “Do you want to keep ventilating your hand? Or continue to enjoy your cake? So!“Anna grabs my hand and presses her against her top. I feel my fingers pushing her chest up while Anna wipes my fingers clean. “Come on! Janine? Do you bring me another one?“Anna extends her empty glass of our mysterious operation.
I fall down the rest of my cocktail while Janine comes to us. “It tastes?“She leans over Anna’s plate to steal a piece of my cake. Her breasts press her dress into the cream nest on Anna’s plate. Janine puts the piece of cake into her mouth with relish. “Mmmmmh!“The prevention of your dress has slipped up and releases your bare butt. She also wipes her fingers off Anna’s shirt, takes our glasses and goes again.
4) “I want pudding now!“Anna gets up and stuck briefly at the table. She already has something intus. But I also notice the effect of my cocktail when I get up. I stick to Anna a little awkward. She hugs me (great, now my suit is over) and gives me a sensual long kiss. Hand in hand we go back to the cake buffet. Anna takes a bowl, hesitates briefly and puts it back.
She takes the chocolate sauce and pours it giggling over the vanilla pudding. “Why the circumstances?“She murmurs. Now that I know how this is going on, I prefer to choose a few chocolate kisses. Anna takes the large pudding bowl and we go back to the table. It poured the sauce to the edge of the bowl. Since it no longer runs quite safely, some of it drips onto her clothes and the floor. When we come to the table, Janine sits on it to Anna’s chair.
“Come on, I think that’s for you. “Janine opens her lap and puts the bowl in front of her. She dives a finger and licks it. “You have a good taste!“Anna sits on her chair, so Janine can turn her feet off on Anna’s thighs. She holds out Anna her champagne glass. “Thirst?“Anna nods and hesitantly opens her mouth. Janine pours the sparkling wine into her, but I see how a trickle flows past Anna’s chin past her neck and finally disappears between her breasts.
A little ashamed I hold my plate in front of my hip and sit on my chair. Janine looks at me briefly and then turns to my wife again grinning. “Then hood in!“Anna’s finger carefully touch the sauce. They dive into and dig up to the bottom of the bowl. Anna leads pudding to her mouth with full hand and stuffs as much as possible into her mouth. She swallows with your eyes closed and then licked her fingers with relish.
She looks at me. “This is sooo delicious!“Then she discovers my cocktail glass on the table. She straightens up, leans past me and grabs the glass. Anna drinks it empty in one train while she presses her body to me. I handle her involuntarily and stroke your buttocks. Anna puts my glass back on the table. “Sex has to taste like this!“Logs her and lets her to be ploped back on her chair.
Janine holds her in a requesting the bowl. “More?” “More!“Anna grabs the bowl and pulls it to herself. In doing so, she slips out of her hand and pours in Anna’s neckline. “Menno!“Anna returns Janine the bowl that she stains with her fingers while watching the following spectacle. 5) The entire pudding has spread between Anna’s breasts. Through the band that keeps your cleavage, he cannot continue to flow. Anna slips forward on her chair and leans back.
She lifts her head and tries to get her mouth on the pudding. With both hands she pushes her breasts up. Now she can reach a little pudding with her tongue. While Anna tries to lick as much pudding as possible, she pushes her breasts from her top. Her hard nipples now stand out from a dripping mountain of pudding and sauce. Janine has now licked the bowl empty. She takes our glasses and goes to the counter.
“Oh, you also wanted?“Anna stretches her breasts towards me. I hesitate briefly. “Bring the chocolate kisses with you!“I push the plate to Anna’s place and take a chocolate muck in my hand. “Give me a kiss. Aaah!“Anna tears her mouth open. I carefully hold the chocolate kiss, she pushes my hand against her mouth. “Don’t be so squeamish” she mumbles with full mouth. “Another one!“I stuff a little more brave to my wife into her throat.
Your hand grabs up, grabs my back of my head and presses my face into the pudding. I suck the delicious stuff, lick over her breasts, suddenly have a nipple in my mouth. I play them around with my lips, carefully bite into it. Anna moans loudly and pulls my head away from her. “Not so quickly, we are still eating” she breathes. It supports itself to get up, but slips and slips on the floor.
Laughing, she asks me: “Please bring me something, yes?“Careful so as not to slip too, I go to the buffet. I quickly stuff myself in my mouth and rinse with vanilla sauce. Directly out of the goblet that most of it is not bothering me anymore. Then I take a cream cake and go back to my wife. Behind her at the counter I see Janine, who looks at me over my shoulder, then sets a small glass, drinks it and then briefly supports the counter.
“Feed me!“Anna asks me. It is now half on the floor and leans on her elbows. I kneel next to her and tip her cake on her stomach. Then I reach into it with full hands and smear the cream cake in the face. Anna pushes the porridge into her mouth and swallows it with relish. “I want to drink something,” I say and get up. “Understood. Take what you want.
“Anna continues to stuff cake in her mouth. 6) When I come to the counter, Janine stands by me with his back. There are 4 empty schnapps glasses in front of her. Janine is based on and stretches her pelvis backwards. Your ass breaks fresh air. I grabbed her hip gently. Janine shrugs briefly and then straightens up. She leans against me with her back. “I’ve already caught up with you,” she breathes and points to the glasses.
“A host must always be at a height with his guests. Have you had enough?”” Well “, I have to grin,” after all the sweet stuff is now after dessert. “Janine grabs her, takes my hand and pushes it into her neckline. “Grain as long as they are still hot. “I grab and first pull one, then the other breast out. Janine presses against my hip, my cock replies the pressure. While my right hand of Janines caresses wonderfully solid breasts, my left wanders a deck deeper.
She pushes under the skirt and finds a gossip wet column. I grab your crotch, repack her upper body and raise her up. A real lightweight. “What you up to?“Half expectant, half anxious. “I share you with my wife!“With just a few steps we are back at the table, I carefully put Janine on it. “Oh hello. You look delicious!“Anna straightens up and works for the table. It is now smeared from top to bottom with vanilla pudding, chocolate sauce and cream cake.
With easy effort she crawled on the table. Janine hugs her, presses on her and begins to lick her clean. “Don’t you want to unpack something too?“Janine looks at me as a prompt. Following an inspiration I go to the buffet. I grab the rest of the biscuit roll and stuff them into my pants from above. It feels indescribable how the mud surrounds my cock. I turn around and call: “Unpack myself!“Janine and Anna look up and climb off the table.
Anna is much more difficult to get to me in her suffering than Janine, who always helps her. Anna crawls half over the floor, while Janine visibly enjoys pushing and pulling it in my direction in all possible places. Sometimes Janine falls down, then Anna climbs over her. A lively ball that rolls to me in slow motion. 7) Finally the two have reached me. They kneel in front of me, Janine tears my pants stable open.
Now my cock and the cake porridge are pressing out of my pants and stretches towards the two. “Just like I imagined it,” grabs Janine and puts him in his mouth. Alternately Anna and Janine suck my cock clean. Anna stands on all fours. She pushes her skirt up (where the hell she left her panties?!?), stretch her hole towards me and breathes: “Feed me!“I let myself sink on my knees, grab their hips and finally push into them with all their strength.
Anna gasps and moans. It almost sounds like an animal. Janine puts a cream cake in front of Anna on the ground. Anna buries her face in the cake and devours what she can get. Since she bends deeper, I can also penetrate her deeper into her. Anna rears up and lets her tits splash into the cake. She rubs her through the porridge with pleasure, while Janine stuffs her individual pieces into the mouth. Now Janine brings all the remains of the buffet and claps her on the floor.
Anna sull herself in a bed of pudding, tarts, groats and sauce. She turns on her back, winds in the pamp. Janine stands next to me and gently presses me next to Anna. When she stands over me wide, I turn my back on my back. I enjoy the feeling of how the sweet mud penetrates my skin. Janine helps Anna climbing my lap.
Anna works to my pelvis and rams my cock into her cunt with a loud moan. Janine stands behind her and hugs her. With a gentle handle she takes Anna’s hanging breasts in her hands and kneads her skillfully while she is pushing her. Anna rocks to me to the climax, comes with a loud bumps and can slide on the side of the ground. “CH can never … sooo horny … Figgt … you Ma Weider …”, she still slaps and then turns to the side.
8) Janine slips on my pool. “And? Can you still, Tom?“She looks at me and lets my cock slide into her cunt. Eins up by Janine’s eyes, I straighten up, encompass her pelvis and ram her more and more against me. Janine screams surprised, but can then be fell on my handle. While I am still on her I rap up and carry her over to the table. There I put her off, pull her pelvis back on and fuck her with all your strength.
While Janine’s moans are getting louder and louder, I feel how my whole pool contracts. In a hot surge I flatten myself into her. Janine withdraws from me. She rolls together on the table and closes her eyes. “Go to shower”, she breathes. “The clothes are for you. “Then she falls asleep. I watch her briefly how relaxed and satisfied she is there. Then I go to shower. I enjoy how the whole sticky, partly dried pamp loosens from my skin.
In addition to the shower, two jogging pants and two T-shirts are properly folded. The bigger set suits me quite well. I go back to the dining room to see the other. Anna just wakes up. Janine is gone. I look around again, but that’s not that much here. I help Anna to clean herself roughly and put on the fresh things. Then we go home in silence. Epilogam next morning, Anna sleeps out her violent intoxication, it drives me back to the scene.
I stop. The shop is empty. There is a note on the window: “Commercial space for rent. “He is slightly yellowed and kinked. Who would open a café in this alley?.
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