Duidelijk iste zien dat zij onder het shirtje geen BH draagt.'Ik kom even goeden dag zeggen madam.''Goed Charlotte. Uw zakgeld ligt in een enveloppe o... tafel.'Verder niets. Geen bedankje kan er vanaf.Maar Charlotte zegt netjes: 'goeden dag madam.'En ze pakt de enveloppe en gaat weg. Mevrouw kijkt haar zelfs niet na.Ze drinkt langzaam haar kopje leeg.Mijn kopje is nu ook leeg. Ik pak haar kopje aan en zet de beide kopjesop tafel. Dan ga ik weer voor haar zitten.Onverwachts klinkt het: 'ik wil. It wasn't all about ramming a big cock into their pussy's again and again until they came. And I was told on more than one occasion that I was amply endowed down below. Who knew? But I was no fool and could even afford to be picky in my choices. I began to realise that the girl had to have a certain shape to her body to spark my interest in the first place.And that was how my fetish started. Over time it has evolved and changed as I have fine tuned and added fresh requirements to my ideal. I couldn't wait a moment longer I quickly stood up and looked around us to make sure no one was in the vicinity. Then I stepped over the old drunk and pulled my pantyhose down and sat on his lap. This way I could see if anyone came snooping around and could also control the action. I grabbed his smelly old boner and pushed the purple head against my dripping slit. Then I wiggled my ass on him and massaged his stiff prick into my slit. As he sank into me he groaned drunkenly and sat upright,. He said he couldn't but he would like to tie me down. I said anything my baby wanted I wanted him to have it. My full size bed had a head and footboard so he tied me with some crazy feeling velvet rope that he had brought from some sex shop. He spread me wide in spreadeagle fashion and placed two pillows under my ass. He proceeded to lick my wet pussy and my asshole. I buried my mouth into my arm to quell my screams of pleasure and bucked my hips into his face to signal my readiness to come. He.