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It started that my friend Uwe and I in the School told about our hobby of photography. Our classmates were very interested in the photographs they had brought with them and marveled at our artistic talent. Our classmate Grit was particularly enthusiastic about our hobby and asked us if she could visit us once. We made an appointment in two days.
My parents weren’t at home that afternoon.
Grit came to my apartment at the agreed time. Uwe and I had already looked for the pictures that we wanted to show Grit. We greeted each other and drank a fruit drink with something alcohol. We looked at the photos for about an hour, and Uwe and I explained a lot about the techniques in photography.
Slowly our round became more and more fun because the alcohol showed its effect. I also started to photograph Grit. We told about our photo club.
After we informed our classmate about all the possibilities and aspects of photography, Grit started and asked. She found the photo movement so interesting that she asked us real holes in the stomach.
Your question whether we had already taken nude photos we had to deny. That amazed her very much and so she offered herself as a model. Uwe and I didn’t really know how we should behave. But when Grit pushed, we made our photo apparatus and flash units clear and put on nice music.
Grit began to take off after the music. She put on a real strip.
When Grit had put rock and blouse and only danced in front of us in panties and bra, my pants quickly became too narrow. Uwe had already heard the photographs on. I admire the prettiest girl in the class.
Her skilful movements excited Uwe so much that he drove his hand in his pants and massaged his hard penis. When Grit took off her bra, I opened my jeans and I got mine tail out of here.
Grit didn’t seem to be frightened or disturbed that my cock steeply steeped out of my pants and continued to photograph. Uwe also could no longer and quickly undressed. He was sitting naked with steep hard cock and kneaded him.
Grit now touched off her tanga slip, a nothing. After a few dance movements, she turned her body in camera direction and put one leg on the armchair. One of my hands wandered between mine Legs and stroked my cock and mine Egg, who were swollen to burst.
Grits hands stroked her fleece, one finger worked on the clit, another was in her love grotto. I saw her moisture came out of her column, and the fluff on her labia, in the flash of light.
Uwe Robbte to her. His hands wandered to their big tits. When he pressed her hard nipples, she groaned loudly. She took his cock into her hands and knelt, then she stuck her mouth and licked him.
I quickly shot a few photos. I’ve never had such a hard cock when I saw that. Uwe pulled his latte out of her mouth, raised her up and put his rod in her cunt. Grit rode up and down on Uwes Latte and down.
Then he pulled out his strap and put Grit on the floor, spread her legs -Herring pictures -and pushed his stand deep and hard into her. Grit groaned loudly. Then Uwe and she clutched Uwe with her thighs to take him completely.
After they had loosened from each other and Uwe rolled down from her, Grit got up and came up to me and my pulsating tail. I had long since put the camera aside and completely undressed.
Since I was sitting in the armchair, she took my rod between her tits. She moved her breasts up and down on my cock. Before I go to orgasm Came we changed the position. Grit bent and I penetrated her from behind as deep as possible.
My hands clutched their hips and I pushed violently. With each push my eggs clapped against their legs and grits juice and uwes cream left my fuck thorn in theirs pussy slightly slide that it took some bumps to get. I enjoyed every push. I quickly pulled Grit up and sprayed my cum deep into her.
Grit had an orgasm at the same time that pressed my crossbar really empty. I pulled my cock out of her grotto. Grit licked my wet and still hard straps clean and dry. Now I looked at Uwe, who struggled his stiff rod.
When Grit licked me cleanly, she immediately sat on Uwes Rod.
The woman was incredibly sharp on us. She skilfully rode on Uwe and my stiff grit grit in her mouth again. It was just a moan and Japsen. She felt if our bags were full again.
Grit took my penis out of her mouth. She asked for Vaseline or another cream that we had in the house. I immediately got the Vaseline and wanted to see what she was going to do. When I came back, Uwe asked me if I had already fucked in the ass.
I denied. I gave Grit the Vaseline and she cremte uwes cock first. The latte descended expectantly.
Grit knelt in front of a stool and leaned over it. Uwe and I had already fucked some girls, but none of them wanted to be banged in the ass.
Slowly his rod was looking for the way through the rosette. Uwe seemed to enjoy it, because it hesitated his departure for a very long time. He pushed his lance into her little hole for five minutes until he poured out for the second time. Together we wash his stand, which was still half -tires.
My stand remained hard, he and I had enjoyed the spectacle. Now my cancer red Long John was also smeared. I should lie on my bed. She turned my back and climbed over me.
Grits hole slowly slid over my fucking.
A wonderful tightness enclosed the shaft. Practiced she rode back on my rod. Uwe approached. His pipe was already stiff again.
Grit laid my stomach with her back and reached for his cock. He understood immediately, climbed over us and pushed his pipe deep into her cunt. Uwe and I at the same time in a horny woman. I felt his eggs on my lance.
Uwes hard pushes three quickly brought us to the climax. Grits holes were filled with cum again. Our love balls were banged for today. Exhausted we fell apart.
After a break we showered together and stuck to. It was earlier evening. Uwe and I had to go to another appointment. So we had to end the day with Grit.
Grit promised to bring another photo -interested girl to the next photo shoot.
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