In den 26 Malen, in der wir die Rennik-Binder-Kids oberserviert haben, ist ihnen in diesem Wald nur einmal ein Wagen entgegengekommen, so dass wir opt...mistisch sind, sie dort zu kriegen. Und wenn es nicht auf dem Hinweg klappt, dann halt auf dem Rückweg. Nur wäre dann das Zeitfenster bis sie vermisst wären, etwas kleiner.Als Max, Claudia und ich vor vier Wochen mal wieder vor der Rennik-Villa warteten, ob die Kids auch ihren Zeitplan einhalten, meinte Claudia auf einmal: „Der Henri ist schon. You have sixty seconds to decide.’ Shit. Another cup size?!? I was now an E-cup thanks to the earlier enhancement, and I was still trying to get used to them. One more cup size would put me close to utterly ridiculous. They wouldn’t be completely over-sized, but there was no way in the world anyone would ever take me seriously with that kind of rack. Still, what choice did I have? ‘Grrrrrrr. Fine, I’ll take the deal,’ I said. ‘Me, too,’ said Tonya. ‘Mister Big,’ said Biff, in dramatic fashion,. ”“Gifts,” he stared straight ahead.“Yes,” she replied, “like if I take you shopping.”“We can negotiate,” he squeezed her leg, “I am not exclusive but as long as the money is there, I am your man as they say.”“I hope so,” she mused and sat up, “meet me here at midday Friday, we fly up and we’ll be back on Monday morning.”“Deal,” he kissed her gently.He left soon afterwards and Laura sighed blissfully as she stared at the ceiling. Five hundred pounds for a weekend of sex? It was small change for. Fuck my pussy, Rock. Please!" Mama begged. Sliding further down, he positioned her astride his lap. His thick cock twitched when it came in contact with her feverishly hot flesh. Her juices were flowing copiously, nearly drowning his dick. Rock pulled his cock away from his belly, pointing it straight up. Mama felt the spongy head poke her weeping slit. Using her body weight, she slid down his shaft. "Ohhhhh fuckkkkk! Damn, you're so fucking tight. Feels like my dick's in a vise," he groaned..