Saskia mit 85 F, 170 cm mit den richtigen Rundungen an den entscheidenden Stellen zog sich komplett aus und grinste mich dann nackt an. Wippte verfüh...erisch mit ihren herrlichen Möpsen.„Damit Du etwas Freude hast“ flüsterte sie. Währenddessen stand ich noch in Unterhose da. Sie umarmte mich und gab mir einen innigen Zungenkuss. Um ums herum tobte die Schlacht um jede freie werdenden Kabinen verbunden mit Kindergeschrei, Zurufen usw.Saskia löste sich vor mir dreht mich um eine Viertel Drehung. "I understand" I said, accepting the challenge but not really having a choice in the matter."And there's one more part of the deal," continued Judy. You've got to keep your hands behind your head at all times. If you move them, the deal is off and you're on your own. You'll either have to go home frustrated, or masturbate in front of us. That would be really humiliating, wouldn't it?" She raised the ante."OK" I agreed. Again, the terms of the deal were being dictated to me."This is so cool!". He looks down in astonishment, for he knows it's a law of the universe that buttered toast always falls butter-down. So he rushes round to theParish to fetch Father Flanagan.He tells the Priest that a miracle has occurred in his kitchen. He won't say what it is, but asks Fr.Flanagan to come and see it with his own eyes.He leads Fr. Flanagan into the kitchen and asks him what he sees on the floor. "Well," says thePriest, "it's pretty obvious. Someone has dropped some buttered toast on the floor. I felt as if it had actually grown since I last saw him. It was thick and pulsing in my hands, it had its own heart beat.O nuzzled into my neck and kissed and licked the sensitive area just below my earlobe. His breathing was ragged already and I don't think I'd experienced him this horny. He grunted and groaned with an animalistic hunger into my ear. I loved it and took pride in being able to turn him on like this. He gripped my ass cheeks with his big hands and man handled me to maneuver me.