She was wearing a red color bra which looked very modern with laces and all.I went ahead and dipped my face between her cleavage, but she stopped me f...om doing it and said, don’t suck or squeeze on it and I smiled at her and gently rubbed my face on her chest. She reached for the hook of her bra from behind and unhooked it for me.Her 2 white beautiful breasts got lose and her nipples were light pink in color. As she said, I did not suck on it, but just carefully ran my tongue over her nipples.. It’s now always in the morning. I wake up; Jurgen is on top of me. I moisten my bone-dry pussy with spit. He fucks me quickly, rushes under the shower, then hurries off to work.”Helen laughed, somewhat bitterly, “I started to think of our sex as ‘Jurgen’s hands-off, little morning fuck.” Usually, when he commits this sin, he returns at night with flowers or little, expensive gifts. At first, I thought it sweet. Now I am just sad, uneasy. For him, fucking me is something dirty; it requires a. Sliding a few more fingers inside of me. Before long, she had both hands inside me, and I was now, finally, starting to feel full.She worked her magic slowly, further losening me up. She then started to really work on stretcing my hole. I could feel her balling both her hands inside me, and pulling out. And sliding in again. Firmly. Steadily. Stretching me. Making me gasp. Making me squirt a bit of pee. I just couldn't help myself. They noticed, of course. Both of them.At one point, Ken got up,. Hij werd heen en weer geslingerd tussen het overweldigend geile gevoel datde leidster van de hoertjes hem bezorgde door hem te overheersen en te bepotelen. En aan de andere kant de belofte van trouw aan zijn vriendinnetje. "God stop dit. Hou hiermee op. Laat me asjeblief gaan." De jongen kreunde. Hij was zo heet als wat. Zijn protest klonk niet echt overtuigend. Hij kreunde. De seksuele gevoelens overmanden hem. "Ik ben je gejammer beu ! Meisjes, slipjes !" Drie meisjes deden prompt hun slipjes.