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You are called Britta and would like to tell you about one of my hottest experiences, even though I was initially shocked and disagreed with what happened. A friend, well, rather a friend had invited me to a coffee. Klaus was super nice, but I was in tight hands. That’s why nothing went between us.
However, I enjoyed it entirely secretly His eyes, which literally put my body on every time they meet.
Also that he tried to take a look at my excerpt at every opportunity didn’t bother me.
I felt flattered that I had such an effect on Klaus. Often I put on sexy extra emphasized and also let that bra gone when I was sure to get him too meet.
So I chose a diaper skirt for the invitation, which gave a lot of leg through his slot. I only wore a white vest where I left the two top buttons. My outfit did not miss its effect.
He took me in my arms with big eyes while greeting and stroked my back. He wanted to test again if I was wearing a bra. I had none on what he took note of with a cozy smile.
It had just been half an hour when five friends came to visit unexpectedly. We drank coffee together and talked about this and that.
It was Sunday afternoon and nobody had something special in mind. My friend was at football and still went afterwards with his buddies. From our round, I think it was Peter, the suggestion came to play something. Klaus had come up with a game that was a mixture of monopoly and a knowledge game.
Questions had to be answered and there were event cards in which the corresponding player had to solve minor tasks. And there were ‘free’ cards in which the teammates were able to come up with a task.
It was a fun round and the game was also great fun. The tasks to be solved was also very nice: one had to get a bottle of sparkling wine and make sure that all glasses are always well filled. Another had to empty his bags and prove that he always carried a condom with him.
When Peter had to explain his sexual preferences on an ‘open’ card, the game was suddenly received a different color. In view of the few bottles of sparkling wine that we had emptied in the meantime, the inhibition threshold for such explanations rapidly sank down. So almost everyone had to tell something about their preferences, practices or fantasies. I had come around an open card so far.
I could always get out of the corner of the eye
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