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This club was really boring. You were here for the first time. Many had the party praised in the highest tones. But a tiled dance floor and 80s Kolpinghaus look were really not their business.
Erik and Silke stood at the counter and considered with a glass of the cheap red wine, which was served here what they would do here. They wanted to experience something, so much stand. Silke had her tight Schwazes dress, which emphasized her figure incredibly – the wide pelvis, the horny ass, and was almost transparent to the breasts. In it she looked so sexy!
“How horny she looks” thought Erik and she felt his eyes on her body.
Silke looked his eyes deep and grinned. She had apparently come up with something. Then she turned to the guy next to her. The classic: flip -flops, sauna towel, beer belly.
She took his feet hand without saying a word and led her to her chest. The man began to stroke her awkward, or better: grabbing on her, because he did not stand up to be particularly crazy.
Silke looked again at Erik, who watched the events tensely. What did she have before? Her sloping ideas were one of the properties that Erik loved in her. She drove her right hand under the towel of the adjoining man and found his cock underneath.
Not very big, not very nice. Silke pushed the towel to the side so that Erik could see him. And not only he: all circumstances could see this penis now. The man looked incredulously and kneaded awkwardly on Silke’s tits.
She now had the second hand around the Egg of their adjoining man and pressed gently. At the same time she started to jerk off. He got really hard and started breathing faster. Silke became faster and faster.
In doing so, she kept looking Erik in the eye and jerked the other man sitting at the bar. The bystanders had taken a little distance, one watched. Suddenly the towel carrier said to Silke “Wait!“But she looked in his face and licked his lips. At the same time, she grabbed his eggs courageously and jerked off what the stuff did.
That was too much for the man. He splashed from his bar stool at least half a meter through the room. Since he did not meet anyone, everyone found it funny or horny and nobody said what. The man himself, however, was apparently embarrassing.
He freed himself from Silke’s handle, murmured something like “thanks, sorry” and went towards the changing room.
Silke turned and grinned Erik conspiracy, who singed her eyes with her eyes, she should turn back in the other direction. There was a southern -looking guy, maybe the Spaniard, around 30, with a great body, which had to be pushed up his quick fucker pants and a magnificent one tail presented with shaved, handsome eggs. Silke looked closely at the guy, who looked at her as a prompt. Silke stroked over the geriac tail and this guy just stood there and wanted something from her.
After a short hesitation, she slipped from her bar stool and crouched in front of the man. She took his swing in both hands and led him slowly and without a word to her mouth. She enjoyed feeling this powerful man and realizing how he grew in her mouth. The Spaniard put his hands on Silke’s back of the head and thereby supported her efforts to get his cock into her mouth as far as possible.
In doing so, he put his head on the neck and closed his eyes in a delightful way. Yes, Erik knew how it felt when Silke laid her lips around the glans, sucked gently and then slowly continued to take the tail in her mouth. To see better, he crouched behind Silke and was now starting to stroke her already wet column. She did not wear a panties and her mini dress had slipped up over the buttocks, so that her ass cheeks could be seen and her cunt was free.
Now the guy started to make light shock movements.
“He fucks her pretty face” thought Erik and tried to see if Silke liked it. Since she became even wetter and willing her buttock to his hand, it was to be assumed. In between she took a breath when her Adonis briefly took his spanking out of her mouth. Then he put it back in, with more strength now, she literally fucked.
Suddenly he rammed his cock deep into her throat, pressing her tightly with both hands to get even further. And under Silkes sluggish noise, he exploded with a giant load in her neck. So they remained an endlessly long second and then he pulled his cock out of her mouth, accompanied by a gush sperm and spit. Silke breathed heavily, seemed to be very excited, but nothing else could be noted.
The other looked at Silke gratefully and a little embarrassed and asked her if she wanted a drink. She sat down on the stool and licked the remains of his sperm off her lips. “Red wine” she and the Spaniard ordered.
Erik realized that Silke had to be very hot now and that fit very well with the stand in his pants.
He stood behind Silke as she held Smalltalk with the strange man whose sperm had just swallowed her, whose sperm had just swallowed her. When he pushed her dress up again, Silke immediately understood and stretched her back on his back, sitting on the bar stool. In doing so, she continued to talk to the Spaniard about this and that, only held up briefly when Erik came into her dripping wet and open cunt. He put them on his hips and slowly started fucking them.
She was so wet and so open to Erik that he had to try not to exude his seed in her immediately. The conversation between her and the southern countries had now come to a standstill, as Silke groaned slightly and her upper body began to wiggle under Erik’s stronger bumps. She leaned further so that Erik got into her better and leaned against the chest of the Spaniard, who now kneaded her breasts and watched Erik over her back while fucking. With each impact, Silke let herself drop a little bit until she lagged back over his tail in the shot of her new friend and sucked him stiffly.
Then Erik came deep into Silke’s broken body, poured out in her, filled her up. When he pulled his cock out of her he saw his juice ran out of her. Over the edge of the stool, on which she was now more than sat. Silke now left the other alone, sat up and turned back to Erik.
This situation shamelessly took advantage of the accompaniment of the Spaniard: she stood up next to him, her hands on the counter, Legs Something spread and said something to him that Silke and Erik did not understand. Then the Spaniard stood behind his girlfriend and rammed his strap without anyless pussy. They fucked briefly and wildly and then it came back to him. He sagged together with satisfaction on his girlfriend.
They kissed passionately and remained briefly in this position. Then they straightened their clothes, sat on the bar stools again and took another drink. They talked about this about this and that while the women ran the sperm from the holes. But became a nice evening, Erik thought ..
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