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It was hot and his company car had no air conditioning. He scolded his boss’s avarice, who had also forgotten important documents at home to make mishaps. And now he had to drive to his house on the edge of the city in the largest midday heat to get the papers. The open sunroof (after all!) brought little cooling, the sun was high in the sky.
Through the embers in the car his clothes were somewhat disadvantaged, the shirt stuck noticeably.
He rang, but nobody opened him. He cursed this day, his boss, the Summer and everything that just annoyed him. He rang again, but again in vain. Finally he came up with the idea of going around the house, because maybe someone was in the garden.
Adjacent to the terrace was a large pool, next to it there was a deck chair under a parasol. The woman was sitting in the chair from the boss. At least someone is there, he was happy.
“Sorry for the disorder, Ms. Schulz-Moser” he spoke to her. She was probably nodding and shot up.
“Who are you and what do you do here?”She asked violently.
He looked at her more closely. He knew that she was in the end of forty, which was not necessarily looked at her. Her slim body was pretty well -trained, probably by swimming in your own pool by extensive swimming. She had dense dark hair, as it happened more often in women with a darker skin type.
Her arms were also covered with a fluff with dark hairs. She was wearing a wide top and Schlobbers shorts. Due to the wide neckline, he was able to see that she had not leased her armpits, a sight that he loved very much.
“Uh, my name is Jens Kuchner, I am the personal speaker of her husband. Mr. Schulz-Moser has forgotten very important papers, which he still needs for a meeting today and commissioned me to pick it up.”” Soso, well, the old one is getting more and more forgotten, “she said with a derogatory facial expression.
Eswar an open secret that the marriage was no longer the best and that it actually only existed on paper. In any case, he always took his younger secretary on longer business trips, who in any case none of typewriters or steno understanding. For that she had different qualities, but that’s a different story.
She eyed him from top to bottom. He was in early thirties, but had kept himself quite well.
Apparently she liked what she saw. “Good quality, they are completely sweaty, but they have to cool off first. Here, take a glass of iced tea.“Gratefully he took a big sip and looked around. Oh yes, it was well lived on such a property, he thought secretly.
“How about a bath for refreshment?”Asked him the woman.
She had got up now and stood next to him. He hadn’t even noticed it in his daydream.
“But I can’t …, besides, I don’t have a swimming trunks with me!“He stammered and was surprised at the open and inviting kind of this woman.
“It doesn’t matter, I don’t have a bathing stuff,” she breathed in his ear and had put her top and shorts in zero. She loosened his tie and buttoned up his shirt. He admired her breasts, medium -sized and firm, her flat stomach and the densely overgrown venushel.
In the meantime, she had knotted his shirt and relieved him. In the meantime he had built a tent. She kneeled and pulled out shoes and stockings, then she buttoned up his pants and pulled her down and panties.
“I think you really need to cool off first!“Before he knew, he ended up in the pool. The water was pleasantly cool.
She came after and swam to him.
“But her husband is my boss!“, He protested weakly. “We are married, but my husband hasn’t been for a long time. He cannot afford a divorce, so we have arranged ourselves!“Further protests on his part, on his part, were subjected to a deep kiss, which he replied intensively. His hand slid over her body, carefully reached into the breasts and moved further down.
Her breath was harder. His fingers were with hers pussy on exploration tour.
He took a bath towel on the edge of the pool and spread it out. Then he took her up and put her on the edge. She lay back on the cloth and he spread the legs hanging into the water.
He looked into a jungle. He shared him with his fingers until he could see her lip, then he continued with his tongue. He played the column up and down and penetrated into her pussy. She breathed in deeply when he had his tongue in her entirely in her.
Then he went a little higher again and played around her clit, who had already dared to get out of it quite far. There he continued and took a finger for her hole. After a short time it came to her the first time.
“Boy, boy, that was quite decent,” she said and looked at him gratefully. He left the pelvis and lay down on the bathing towel.
She took his best friend in hand and gently pressed him.
“Then I want to do something good for you too,” she said and started to suck and blow. She licked up and down on the shaft and circled the glans, incidentally she kneaded his eggs quite bravely. He took her and rightly moved her into the 69. Now he was finally able to devote himself to her back.
Her magnificent cheeks were seamlessly brown. The wrinkled rosette was also embedded by hair. He took a finger and circled her back entrance. He winced something, but at the other end their efforts intensified.
He moistened his finger on the still damp pussy and smeared the rosette generously. Then he slowly but surely penetrated her.
Now he was slowly afraid of his best piece, because the more he stirred around in her intestine, the more violently she worked on his tail. He withdrew her and knelt behind her. He penetrated her pussy without any problems and started to cheerfully bump on it cheerfully.
Her breasts rocked with every bush and he went hard. She got hotter and it was bubbling in his eggs. He pulled out his cock, put it on the rosette and pressed it in one train. He was glad that it was a free -standing house, otherwise the neighbors would have been curious.
With every bush she gasped and groaned a little louder. After all, they were at the time and he shot his juice into the depths of her ass.
They had just rested and snapped for air when the cordless phone rang on the side table. She went and accepted the conversation.
“Yes, that’s here. – No, just arrived, it probably got stuck in the traffic jam.
– What papers? – is good, I give it to him!“Oh damn, his boss, he had almost forgotten him. She had gone into the house as he put on again. “Here they are”, she called and wagged with a folder, “from me the old one can soon forget something!“He said goodbye with a passionate kiss, took the papers and went to automobile.
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