Er kleidet die sch?nen Beine Octaviasals Feinstrumpfhose...Aufgew?hlt von Horror und Erregtheit versuchte ich anhand des Bodens, den ich neben den Sch...hen von Octavia vorbeifliegen sah, festzustellen,wo sie hingeht. Das Zentrum meiner Sicht war in meinem und ihremSchritt und somit von ihrem Kleid so eingeengt, das ich nur nach untenentlang der von mir seidig umschlossenen Beine sehen konnte. Wie dasSpannen und L?sen ihrer Muskeln meine Sinne von meinem "K?rperinnern"her traktierten, war von. So we made our way to the bar , got a drink and headed to the dance floor for a dance and a grope. Not much luck other than a squeeze of a blondes tits and ass. I was thinking about getting a cab home when I couldn't believe it when I saw my sister in law , she was with her 2 friends. I went over. "Hello Donna" , "hi girls " Hi" they replied, Donna looked very drunk , she looked stunning in her black heels and tight white dress , it hugged her size 8 frame very nicely. She ok I asked? No, she. For the most part, though, I'd felt happiest in my own company and had eschewed that of others. My cabin had been my refuge "far from the madding throng," where I could simply be myself and be by myself. Now, though, I was finding I could still be myself even in a group of people. Camilla somehow ratified me, made me at ease in settings where once I might have felt awkward, out of place. And from what I could tell, my presence completed her as well, transformed what had once been an almost. Wo boli, andar lene se kya hota hai. Meri chut abhi tere lund ke size ki thode hi huyi hai. Maine puchha, mere lund ki size ki kaise hogi. Wo boli, jab tu mujhe kayi baar chod dega tab. Wo dheere dheere dhakke lagati rahi. Maine puchha, tumhari chut ko chauda karne ke liye mujhe kitni baar chodna padega. Wo boli, ye to tere upar hai ki tu kis tarah se meri chudayi karta hai. Maine puchha, kya ek baar mein bhi ho sakta hai. Wo boli, bilkul ho sakta hai, agar tu mujhe pahli baar mein hi kam se.