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Corinna caused some sigh in the freshly baked confectioner journeyman. He was nineteen and worked for the city -famous pastry shop for fourteen days. Corinna was Haugehilfin, a damn pretty woman. At the age of twenty -five, she whirled around like an eighteen-year-old.

She made him beautiful eyes at every occasion. She provoked him with her eyes when she even entered the bakery or met him on the long walk to the shop.

At some point it happened. Rene was alone in the bakery with her, and she teased: “Be careful not to do anything with the mighty bump in your pants.””

He could have sinked into the ground. He had become bright red too.

“Don’t bother me,” he granted, “I have to give the wedding cake the finishing touch. This is my first big challenge here with you.””

She used the moment you were all alone? In any case, she suddenly suggested going to the cinema in the evening.

For them was the film Probably not so important. It was only a few minutes dark in the hall when the young man already had her hand on his thigh. He had just struggled with his hand after being touched.

He didn’t do that now. He enjoyed the tender stroking and didn’t mind that the circles of her hand got bigger and bigger. When she had reached the destination, she whispered: “Let me feel that I have admired so often in the bakery.”At that moment she pressed the violent survey, which of course made it even more powerful. Rene had concerns that his deep breath was still heard three rows in front of them and three behind them.

He gently pushed her hand out of the dangerous area. Corinna was not very impressed by that. Her hand was now fiddling with his stomach to push her under the waistband. She drove down very slowly.

With the slip she had a little fight, then she held everything in her hand that she was. It flinched violently in her fist, which started to massage easily. It wouldn’t have been missing and she would have defused him during the performance. But she was probably told that.

In any case, Corinna had made him sharp like a razor blade at the end of the film.

Actually, the pastry shop was just two corners from the cinema. They both lived at the master in the house. A mighty desire blazed in Rene when she poured into his arm on the street and steered the steps towards the castle park. A promising detour that still let his hopes rise.

It was she who kissed him first.

Like a hundred thousand volts, it hit him when she Tongue pushed into his mouth and showed him what she understood under kisses.

In the moonlight he saw her eyes sparkle funny when she purred: “Be so tense. Today you can do everything you want with me. Be honest … have you ever with a girl?””

Rene shook his head silently. And to your question why he hadn’t tried it in the puff, too.

She put her head in his lap and started playing on the belt buckle.

For a moment it was damn uncomfortable for him to take over the initiative. Now the zipper was on. She reached and kissed on the mast. He could have driven out of the skin, but that was just the foreplay.

Rene had already heard and cheated a lot about how a woman does French. What happened to him, that exceeded all of his ideas. At the very last moment they let off their lips. She reached and gave him the first climax by hand.

Completely done and relaxed, he hung on the park bench.

Again and again she asked if it was nice. He didn’t even know what to answer with enthusiasm. Slowly he normalized from their pats and their kisses. Finally, Rene no longer wanted to be the young man who can be learned.

He drove excitedly with both hands under her sweater. He had previously had the clear contours of the Nipple seen that she was not doing anything. He kept right with it. His handles went directly to the velvet hot skin.

He simply pushed the annoying textile up and grazed his eyes on the stunning picture. The moon made it bright enough. The diffuse light gave the dark courtyards and the risen nipples an exotic shimmer. He was immediately busy.

At the top he crunched with lips and teeth, and below he fed under her panties. He felt how good it did her. Nevertheless, she carefully pushed him off. As if someone could hear, she whispered: “No, not here.

Your first time you should keep in a very special memory. Visit me in my room afterwards. We play more freely and whore. Everything should be the way you want it.

I will fulfill every wish. Hopefully your imagination is big enough.””

When they stepped through the front door together, she breathed: “Come in half an hour. And be quiet. The master doesn’t have to notice that you visit me at night.””

Rene knocked quietly on Corinna’s door on time.

She did not call ´, but pulled out the door herself. He was excited. Her room was in the warm glow of many candles. Her figure lifted exciting in the door frame.

She wore a ankle -like black kimono with colorful embroidery. How the nipples turned away gave him ancestor that she was of course not wearing anything underneath again. At her hands she pulled him through the door and closed her. She grabbed his shoulders, held him at the arm gap and said: “You know why I said earlier that we want to play freely and whore? I don’t want you to fall in love with me because you will experience it with me for the first time.

I don’t want a permanent relationship.””

That was a little deep blow for Rene. Again he felt moved into the role of a student. An inexperienced boy to teach something to show something. Fortunately, the atmosphere was so exciting that these thoughts did not have been causing him too long.

He forced himself into his role to come to a whore as a freer. Like a macho, he dropped into an armchair and asked: “Show me what! Make me a strip.””

“Stop, stop,” she called gently, “first we want to talk about the price.””

“What are you worth?”He asked Kess in the tone of a lively man.

“No, I thought about it differently. You should have your first time for free.””

She set the recorder. She had inserted tender cuddly music.

He believed that she started the desired strip because she picked up her Kimono. For Rene it was much more than a strip. She let the Kimono slide to the ground and stood in front of him in an unlikely set set. An extremely economical black ironing lifter presented her full breasts.

None of the courtyards and warts covered them. The slip actually consisted only of a black lace triangle that just covered the shame. Immediately he got a sign from his pants that his lust had jumped. And how!

She came up to him with cradling hips.

Apparently unwillingly growled: “Do it, take your off. We don’t have all the time in the world.””

Oh yes, now he felt really like a whore soon. Even more than she asked quite soberly: “How do you want it? By hand, orally, a conventional number or even anal? Maybe you want one by one?””

Of course he wanted everything, but first he fucked in such a hot, satige pussy for the first time.

The young man still has a wish?“She asked almost business when he had been wisded. Her handle went to his lap.

She made her great effort to talk to him well. He couldn’t hear what her lips whispered, just feel wonderful.

For the dessert was his penis Provide with a slippery shell. He suspected what that should give. In fact, she knelt in front of him and, meaningfully, pulled her cheeks apart far apart.

He pushed and believed in this round Angel Sing to hear.

Before Rene disappeared from her room, he couldn’t help but make her a stormy declaration of love. She pushed her finger on his mouth and hissed: “You know which game we played. Take it as a gift that you finally jump over your shadow.””

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