Lege ein kleines kissen auf den boden, das ei darf ja nicht brechen.Diese übung kannst du einige tage, auch mehrmals machen.Weiter geht es, -also zwe...te stufe- um mit den ei jetzt zu arbeiten- und es in deine scheide zu bewegen - mit die PC muskel, 'kneife' es einfach ein bisschen tiefer hinein, ruhe und lass es wieder hinunter, aber nicht hinaus.Mit deine erfahrung wird es dir schnell gelingen fortschritt zu machen.Dritte stufe, mache alles jetzt gleich wie vorher, aber stehe jetzt auf - pass. ’So he with greasy cap on and buckled smile, led me up some steps in the twilight of that humid afternoon sun, and ushered me up to what looked like the front doors of a posh hotel. ‘Here you go, Boom Boom.’ I paid the few hundred baht the meter said, and threw in a bit extra to him for bringing me here. He left me with a well suited brawny lookin’ local standing outside a dark door made of glass. ‘Welcome sir, won’t you come in?’ in almost perfect English. The tinted gleaming heavy door swung. He massaged her soft globe running his callused thumb over her hard nipple he felt her shake. Taking it into his mouth he sucked lightly causing her to moan he flicked with his tongue, biting softly he let go of her hands. He felt her wrap her fingers through his hair as he switched to the breast. He leaned her back into a mountain of pillows and peeled off her tiny shorts. The dim light did not diminish the beauty of her in any way. The soft fuzz that covered her mound was moist with her. "By all means, please use the boot jack over there," said the man, pointing to a sturdy construction with handles to hold on to for a more easy way to get the boots off of my feet and legs. Master nodded his approval to me. I walked toward the boot jack and put my right foot in the hatch of the boot jack and started trying to pull off my right riding boot. It was, as I suspect, as hard as I thought. The moisture in the boots made it difficult. I had to struggle real good, wrinkle my foot in the.