“Uh-oh,” she said. “No, you couldn't have grown that big in five minutes,” I said. But despite that, her old jeans which she wore successfully...in this store weren't coming to her ass anymore. “Let me help,” I said. I grabbed onto the rear belt loop and the front of the jeans and pulled up, brushing past her pussy in the meantime. “I did have difficulty getting it on this morning,” she said. “Well,” I grunted, “it's a good- thing- you came- today to get jeans. Tomorrow and you would've- had to. Die erste Frau kommt mit Ihrem Freund. Mensch, spinnt die? Um den Scheinzu wahren lasse ich die Wohnung besichtigen und bin sauer. Die bekommt den Mietvertrag jedenfalls nicht.Anderthalb Stunden später die Zweite. Gutaussehend, 36 Jahre alt, geschieden, gerade alleinstehend, keine Kinder, und sie kommt ohne Begleitung. Aha, der Fisch zappelt an der Angel. Hallo begrüße ich Sie, ich konnte doch Zeit finden sie persönlich zu begrüßen. Sie freut sich, ist wegen einer Umschulung in der Stadt, kennt. ” She pulled him onto her, kissing him and laughing at the same time. “I’ve been fucked by Viagra too many times to count,” she said. “It has its place, but I like being able to take everything out of a guy; to leave him soft and exhausted. It makes me feel different.” She kissed him again, wrapping her arms around his neck and rumpling his hair as her tongue ran riot. “I’m getting bloody philosophical again, but if I can wipe a guy out, leave him with nothing left to give, then I feel like a. Now we don’t have to pretend.” “Hannah, I...” “Don’t worry!” she interrupted. “When I told you everything was okay, I meant EVERYTHING was okay, okay?” Her toes wriggled again against my cock which was now bent painfully in my shorts. “Except it isn’t okay anymore because you don’t want to be with me.” The toes worked their way beneath my tight scrotum. “Why are you doing this, Hannah?” I asked, for some reason quite unable to do the simple thing and push her foot away from my groin. “Don’t you.