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There it lies … the short tricothose torn opened on the side, the sleeveless and under the armpits and shirt wide -out in the neck area and partially torn apart. Her bike lies on her. Apparently she fell a few moments ago, the released rear wheel is still turning. It is also in a puddle that has left the rain shower of the last night on the bike path covered with gravel along the Rhein-Herne Canal. She whines quietly.
Both knees and both elbows are open and bloody. Actually, I wanted to fulfill my training plan, 15 km running for today was on the program and I only managed almost 2 km. But of course I help the woman immediately. “Is something broken, where do you have pain?”I ask you. She sobbing she points to her knees and her arms and says briefly “there!”. “I take the bike off you first, stay nicely” I ask you.
How I want to raise the wheel, I see that the bracket of the right pedal has not yet loosened. I carefully loosen the anchoring and then raise the wheel up. “Come on, let us try whether you can get up … or rather not?”” Yes, it will go “she replies. I give the young woman both hands and slowly pull her up. How her whole body weight will be on her feet again, screams and sags together.
Directly into my arms that you can luckily catch. In doing so, she presses her dirty torn upper body against my white running shirt. “Cool, then we are both two dirty sparrows,” I laugh away their pain right away. In doing so, she gets red on the face!”Sweet, these little red cheeks, come … Press again,” I say and pull them back on me again. She smiles even though her right foot apparently hurts very much. “Should I call an ambulance? Or do you think we two do it to limp them to me? It’s just a tight kilometer … and then let’s take a look at the problem in peace.
OK? Put your arm around my neck and go to the left of me, I support you and wear the bike on my free shoulder. I don’t let her have a say at all, place her arm around my neck and upload my wheel to my shoulder. “We also go very slowly, promised. If it hurts too much … I also blow..“I relax the silence, which is only broken by occasional“ autsch ”.
How we left the pedestrian bridge over the channel and come to the street I say “are now only 400 meters. We’ll make it easy. Oh yes, by the way, I’m Klaus … and they are called..??”” Anja. And please don’t siezen … you are enough, ”she replies. “Aimity, Anja. So we are almost there. Now we are still hopping down the stairs of the railway embankment, then it is still 30 meters “. Below I let her stand on the railing for a moment and sprint up quickly, get your bike.
As we then reach my EFH, she breathes audibly when she can sit on the chair. “Oh man, thank you Klaus. We would have done that before, “she breathes to me and I get a light kiss on the cheek. “No problem. Then we want to see where it is everywhere caught has. Poor, legs … otherwise where?“I ask and raise your dirty shirt a little bit. Her belly also got something.
“We have to clean that now. Come over to the bathroom and sit on the toilet lid. A washcloth, moistened in lukewarm water, takes the worst dirt of arms and legs. Lead again she says “and now the belly” and pulls out her wet, dirty shirt completely. “Don’t mind, or?”” Not at all, Anja “I breathe back. But my eyes are not on her stomach … but a bit higher.
Because Anja … does not wear bra! “Never have anything underneath when I ride bike” she smiles at me. I become braver and point to your sports panties. “Not there either?“I grin it. She gets up from the toilet lid and means quietly with audibly excited voice “Well, just look …”. And I looked after! Slowly I roam your sports panties down, stick something that I can see that there is no slip underneath. “Continue … keep going” she breathes to me and seconds later this wonderful creature is splintered in my bathroom.
“Hey, this is now unfair” she sounds and before I notice it, she stripes my running shirt over my head and in one go my sports trousers. “There … there is nothing under it …” she says how my joy donor literally jumps in the face. “Why is it just … or?”” Absolutely “she breathes, comes out of the crouch again and we both kiss passionately. “Well, if you can kiss S o … what will it probably be today …” she teases me.
“We’ll see Anja. But now we’re going to get under the shower, okay? But I insist that we are tingling and washing ourselves, that’s a problem for you?”I ask you. “What a question!!!“If she answers and gets into the shower, the shower gel is enough for me. “Wash once, please” she whispers. “Beautiful lady is made. But slowly and thoroughly..“I answer audibly excited. Incidentally, also excited … The lukewarm water from my large round shower head trickles down on our bodies.
I stand behind her, take some shower gel in a hand and start your neck, her cleavage and … to rub your wonderful breasts. Anja moans quietly. Your pleasure noise will strengthen how I now rub your breasts particularly intensely and massage. “That … this is very, very nice Klaus” she breathes into my ear and enjoys my caresses clearly audible. “Well, that’s great fun to massage so beautiful breasts,” I replace. “I notice it …” she says and Schubbert with her buttocks to my loins.
My pleasure piston had crowded into her poreates. “And? Terrible?“I breathe back. “On the contrary, dearest Klaus … Oh how I love it …” she crashes and continues to shout. But I detach myself from her and go to the other side. From there I wash and then massage your butt. “What a horny ass” discharges it out of my mouth and I really grab it. “Don’t stop, please, just keep going. On the other hand … I’m very moist by the way, and that is not just due to the warm water, ”she says grinning.
“Real? I have to take a closer look at that, ”I answer and crouch. Your blank shaved cunt is now right in front of my face. First they are my fingers who convince themselves of it. A little later I furrow my tongue her love column. Anja’s breath gets faster, her hips are towards me and my lips and my tongue they drive into the madness. Willing to lift one leg and opens even further to me.
With my fingers I spread their labia apart. I press my mouth firmly on her column and my tongue penetrates a little bit into her. “Yeah … the…. is…. Soooooo hornllll ”she calls out and her call flows into a long drawn“ Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!”She has a orgasm. And from her cunt the juice just sprays out, in my face, into my mouth. “I can’t do anything about it” she breathes apologetically. “No problem.
I love it when woman shows her lust so clearly and clearly. This only repeats itself a short time later, because I do not stop licking and licking her pussy, sucking in your pleasure pearls between my lips and even nibbling a little about it. Totally out of breath and visibly fully excited, she pushes my mouth away, crouches and … shows me how much you like the whole thing. The absolute madness! This lustful woman turns out to be the most magnificent wind player who ever think tail spoiled.
And it absolutely doesn’t bother her that my “little friend” is not so small … With a grunge, she easily absorbs each of my 24 cm. That she has a tongue piercing makes it all just hornier! The additional pressure on my love root is awesome! It’s a good thing that I have my piston well under control! With their arts, some would have come after a short time and would have filled their throat! Not so with me.
After five minutes, Anja groans and croaks tremendously, I then pull my joy out of her mouth, get out of the shower and just pull it behind me. We don’t make it out of the bathroom, so the bathing mat serves as a base. She willingly lie down there and spreads her thighs. “Take me … please … now and here … Even without a rubber … ”she whispers. “Very much, my girl. Feel my strength in you, ”I answer and ram my prengel directly in Anja’s wet column without wiring.
A deep insertion of the breathing air, a long keeping of the air, then press a slowly out. A long -lasting grunt. And my lance drills deep into the moist paradise. I come up again and again, lift your pelvis to be able to penetrate even deeper. Your pleasure scream signals to me … orgasm number three is there!But I pull it out, turn it on my stomach … and push my lance into her back entrance. What a roar! She almost screams, but unequivocally asks me to continue to push.
My thick rod in her back entrance, which apparently has not yet used so often, demands everything. She groans, moans, I still support her lust with the fact that I press three fingers into her cunt. So it only takes a few seconds until highlight number 4 breaks away! Your whole body trembles, twitches. On the “battered” knees, she is pressing her ass even more strongly towards me. Immediately after “number 5” she loosens from me and turns to me kneeling.
“And now it is your turn…. Spray me everything in my mouth … “I hear them say. Then my rod immerses again between her soft lips into her throat. This horny piece really knows how to make a man happy. Sometimes he sticks in her mouth, then she licks him on the side with her tongue piercing, sucks up my balls. Just in time, my lout makes it back into her mouth, so I literally explode.
Bubbles out of me, no, Men’s men’s cream shoots partly in her face, partly in her mouth. She is really greedy afterwards! Much to their joy, I don’t show any weakness even after licking. Anja then animates this to the statement “You Geiler Bock … encouragement?“I don’t say anything, just press them on the floor, push their thighs apart and… Fickrunde 3 follows. This woman is simply insatiable! I will shoot another 2 orgasms later later.
But this time deep into her cunt! She pushes her pelvis up and again and aside, just doesn’t want to give back my wand! And next door the shower is still rushing. Only briefly we jump underneath, then we dry each other. Hand in hand, both pretty much done, we stroll through mine Living room Towards the terrace. Here we flee into my Hollywood swing, let body and soul wander. Standing hands and kissing us from time to time.
At some point in the evening, Anja says that afterwards she was very happy about her fall by bike. And then she adds: “You, Klaus, but tomorrow you will have to check how the healing process goes so … because I will hardly take any clothes on the skin … I have to naked in mine automobile come … “She grins provocative and very broad. “You absolutely have to do that! That will probably have to be monitored for a few more days … let’s say, today is Thursday, at least until Tuesday next week, or?”” Oh yes, I think so too … “she smiles back and we kiss again.
Quickly four plasters on my knees and the elbows, then I borrow a long light wool jacket and bring her home by car. Of course we exchanged our contact details and so I get ten minutes after I am back at home, also promptly a WHATTSApp from Anja. “Just look.. My skin needs air ”is under the selfie that she recorded in front of her large sheep room mirror. Splinteracking, gets on and your tongue stripping over your lips.
Your tongue piercing laughs at me particularly!What can I say…. Four days most intense “medical aftercare” with one or the other “peniscilline syringe” later the wounds of the fall are almost healed. “Papa I did aua” comes our community five years later- Daughter ranned onto me. She fell with the small bike, the elbows and knees are clearly drawn. As my Anja sees it, she looks at me and we both have to laugh out loudly! “Why are you laughing at me now” asks Anna.
“Oh dear … if you only know … “Let’s both say at the same time. “If you only knew…!” END.
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