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The fuck on the pond
I am Ewald, 34 years old, married and childless. I have a pretty woman that I love very much and who I am true to. Well, except for a slip a month ago.
I was with mine Stepmother on the way. Flora is only 18 years older than me, we like ourselves and feel sexually pulled together, but in the interest of family peace there was never more than one occasional, violent flirt.
Because of an accident we had to Highway abandoned and diversion.
We came off the route and got into a fairly abandoned heather area. Flora urgently had to pee and I stopped at a pond. She was in a hurry and ran to a sandy bank strip while I went to a pasture to also make myself easier.
I had firmly decided not to tension, but then I looked over. Flora just put her skirt out of her panties, so as not to be tasted, and took the typical attitude in which many women pent them outdoors: arms under the closed knees, lower legs on the side and painstakingly preserving ballance.
My tail I was looking at her naked popos, but even more the introductory fart and the energetic ray, which shot out between her legs and the water of the pond, foamed.
My penis steeply high and was hard as rarely before. I hardly got any air with lust and gripped by a wild desire, I lost mastery. In no time I was out of my pants and behind her, crouched, grabbed my frightened stepmother on the breasts and pushed my stiff forward in her crotch, let him snap against the pubic column, from which still hot urine bubbled.
“Please don’t. please don’t.
Please.“Flora sobbed when I made violent fucking movements. “Please don’t. Think of Renate.”
I couldn’t think of anything anymore, because it came to me so violently that I screamed. A thick jet sprayed forward between Flora’s knees and drew a two -meter -length, white line into the cloudy water before drifting apart in frayed flakes.
Fish feed, I thought, while the powerless aftermath of the aftermath of Flora’s pubic hair netted.
I stayed crouched because the effusion had hardly relieved me and I was still very horny and my cock was still fully stiff between Flora’s labia. I felt the tempting heat of her cunt, She grabbed her arms determined and wanted to push her forward and penetrate her when she was coming before.
“You horny pig.“She sobbed, pushed me back into the sand, knelt over me and drummed on me with the fists. “What kind of horny are you.”
I tried to protect me as best I could. Suddenly the blows stopped, something packed my stand and before I realized how I happened, he already slid into Flora’s cunt.
“Is it what you wanted?! Is that it?!” called her.
Her cheeks and eyes flammed with anger and she underlined her words with strong popic mixtures and punches on my chest. “Say, it is that?! Did you want to fuck me and spray me?!”
I could neither react nor react, because again I came from one second to the other and even more violent than before. Flora fell silent when I crooked up and splashed my seed in her cunt, one ribbon after the other. Then she cried up, threw herself forward, hot lips pressed on mine and we both swam through an ocean of pleasure.
When I was able to think clearly again, I felt a wonderful sliding on my cock, because Flora hadn’t stopped riding me.
Rhythmically pumped her bottom up and down and this time it became a tender and yet passionate fuck that culminated in a lavish, common orgasm.
When flora was looking for a fresh panties in the trunk, it overturned me again and I took it while standing from behind. It came twice before I sprayed my seed in her a third time.
“You fucked me and inseminated. Let’s leave it.“Said Flora casually when we arrived at home. Neither mine Father And my wife Renate still learned something about our first and last fuck adventure at the Heidetümpel.
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