Get angry … I’ve been bad!”I was growling as I was literally pushing her body into the mattress, thrusting HARD.“That’s it” she encouraged... “Fuck me like you mean it.”That pissed me off more and I really began slamming into her.“Yes Baby” she cheered me on, “I’m a bad girl… a VERY bad girl.” “Yes you are, you…, you….” my words trailed off.“Say it” she yelled, “Call me that dirty name that’s on the tip of your tongue right now. I know that you want to... that you NEED to. SAY IT! After all, I’ve. “All the tea and cake have me chilled out. The opposite of what they do to you, obviously.” She chuckled. “Here. Open up.” She put a dollop of whip cream on a chunk of cake and brought it toward me with her hand. She lost her balance halfway across my chest and dropped the cake on my shirt. Her other hand came down and landed on my thigh. “Oh! Sorry,” she said, then laughed. “That’s alright.” I ate the cake off my shirt. She let her hand glide across my crotch. “Is that your dick?” She lightly. Dann schaute sie sich noch einmal die Fotos auf der CD-Hülle an und beschloss sich ähnlich wie die Frau zu kleiden, die sie da sah. Anne wählte ein schlichtes graues Kostüm, schwarze halterlose Strümpfe und einen transparenten Tangaslip. Schuhe mit hohen Absätzen komplettierten ihr Aussehen.Auf dem Weg zu Kathrin fühlte sie ein Ziehen in ihrem Bauch und sie merkte die heranziehende Feuchtigkeit ihrer Möse.Nervös und verlegen stand sie vor Kathrins Wohnungstür. Kathrin sah umwerfend aus. Sie. .. fucking my belly, the dirty old man!"My own smaller penis was rock hard in my pants by now as the man grew more dominant."Bend over my girl! he ordered "I am going to fuck you! I will plough your fertile field and make a baby in your nice soft married belly!"No!" cried my wife."Oh yes!" said the man, slapping my wife across her face for her impudence! Anna-Karin cried out and stared defiently at the old muslim man."Come on now...you know you want my seed in your beautiful Swedish soft.