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After my first experience with Helga my head played crazy. On the one hand, I couldn’t believe what had happened, on the other hand I wanted more … much more. Since my parents coordinated my garden activities, I didn’t really have the opportunity to come to Helga as quickly as I wanted. I had nothing more than to jerk off my tail several times every day. I had to mow the large lawns with two older couples. Two couples that I should get to know differently.

After two weeks I happened to meet Helga at the baker. She looked at me, smiled, but didn’t say a word. When I was back, my mother called me and said that Helga’s husband would have called. Mowing the lawn and weeds. Inside I became really restless. The coming morning was agreed. I went to bed early and couldn’t expect it. In the morning I started right after breakfast. I was really happy. I was all the more disappointed than Hans, Helga’s husband, the door opened.

As always, Helga stood in the kitchen apron in the kitchen. Hans greeted me and led me directly into the garden. He briefly showed me what to do. Then he spoke the redeeming words. He had to go to work. A kiss for Helga and off we went. I pretended to be nothing and went into the garage to get the lawn mower. Lawn mower, edge cutter, cable …. Suddenly Helga stood in the door. She came into the garage and went to me.

She wore her coat apron, as I could see with bare legs in the sports shoes. My cock immediately stood tight and pressed against my sports trousers. Without long back and forth she stood in front of me. She opened the coat, she only wore a green bra and slip. She went to her knees in front of me. “Let’s see if it takes longer this time … ?“With both hands she pulled my shorts down to her knees. My cock stood tight and bobbed against her.

She kissed my shiny acorn, with both hands she held my shaft. Her lips pushed over my cock, warm, moist, wet, sucking, I was literally pulled in. Her hands grabbed my butt and pulled me into her mouth. My cock in her mouth disappeared ever deeper. I could have sprayed directly. I didn’t want to, no, no, no. But I couldn’t stop it. My back cramped, I felt the pressure more and more. With a deep Jaaaaaaaaaa I came in her mouth, she choked, grunted and swallowed.

She took everything I gave. She looked up at me, pulled her head back and let my half -tire tail slide out of his warm bed. Her eyes flash so badly again and she smiled. Her tongue stroked the corner of the mouth, she probably wanted the last rest. “So now you have to go, the lawn has to be mowed … !“I looked at her, she meant it seriously. Otherwise Hans would scold or even notice something.

As fast as she had come, she went back to the kitchen. There was chaos in my head but I had to go. While I mowed the lawn I always thought of Helga, her warm lips. I mowed the lawn in the record time, in the expectation of what else would happen. The rake out and get on the weeds. Not nice, but quickly …………. From the corner of the eye I saw Helga several times through the kitchen and walking over the terrace.

When I was almost finished I saw Helga came on the terrace with a large towel. She put the towel on the large deck chair, she opened the smock, patrol it. Wow, she had pulled out her green underwear and lay down on the deck chair. She waved me up, a small bottle of sun milk in her hand. Oh yes, that made me horny. My Schwengel was already a stick. She lay on her back and let me do it.

I started with the milk on her shoulders, her breasts, my stomach. The nipples stiff stiffly. With both hands I kneaded her breasts, stroked her stomach to the lap. I let the milk drip over her legs. My hands drove over her legs, knees, up her thighs. Her dark bush of hair shone in the sun. My hands looked for their way into the lap. I wanted to look for her lips with my sun milk hands when she suddenly and suddenly spread her legs far and suddenly.

I could see her wet lips. Your hands reached for me. She took me to my shoulders and pulled my head into her goods, wet shot. A scent of sun milk and horny, moist pussy shot into your nose. I was so close to my dreams. I kissed her wet lips, my tongue drove over my lips. As a matter of course I knew what I had to do. I pulled her lips apart and my tongue drove through her wet, warm moese.

She acknowledged every lick and suck with a moan. It always made me hotter. She held my head and pressed me in the lap. I felt how she was always hornier. My horny moss juice ran over my chin. Suddenly she cramped, her back rose from the chair, she pushed me into the crotch and she came …………… yes she came, wet and horny ran her juice in my mouth. I didn’t know how I happened, I swallowed and swallowed.

It was just awesome. She let go of my head, I lifted a head to get the right air. I saw her red cheeks, the stiff nipples, the trembling belly ………………. How automatically I straightened up, I pulled my pants down, my cock was hard and stiff. “Fuck me …… now, quickly … “”! I wanted nothing more than that. She put on her thighs and offered me her wet, horny cunt. I climbed over the deck chair and pushed her hard, stiff cock without waiting in the cunt.

She grabbed air and pressed her shot towards me. I clap on her. I greed and lust I fucked. Hard, deep, deeper and faster and faster. I wanted to cum as soon as possible. She probably wanted that too. She clapped towards me and enjoyed it. We fucked hard and quickly. I felt my back cramped again and I sprayed. I shot my juice deep into her cunt. She enjoyed it. Jaaaaaaaaaa.

I climbed down from her. She straightened up and also rose from the deck chair. She bent down to grasp the towel. I saw her round horny butt and saw the wet wet place in her lap. You ran the horny juice out of the cunt and ran down on her thighs. Suddenly I heard Hans’s car drive into the entrance. Helga grabbed the towel and ran into the house. I pulled my pants up and ran into the garden, the last things clear away ……

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