She couldn't be more then five foot three inches tall and must've weighted a hundred and fifteen pounds soaking wet, a tiny little thing she was, with...big brown eyes.My heart started to pound in my chest as I never saw such a beautiful young woman in my life."Hey Myriam, long time no see," I smiled, a bit shyly.She came to me and gave me a huge hug and looked up at me with those beautiful eyes."I haven't seen you in ages, how've you been?" I've been OK I guess, still stuck in my parents house,". ..," he sighed, rolling his eyes. "Hey Cara, looking good. What you in for today? And who is this hunk?" the shop owner greeted me. "This is my dad! We're looking something 'formal'...something respectable. How's business, Roxie?" I rolled my eyes making a face when saying formal. "Well hello handsome...," she purred at my father. "Focus, Roxie." I snapped my fingers. "It's good Cara, especially with my loyal customers like you. Oh speaking of all things formal, I've got the very thing that. I guess this was to make up for what he lacked in size. The movements of the hips also caused him to find my G-spot, and seeing my expression, or better yet - hearing my gasps and groans, he locked on this certain angle and had me wailing in 10 minutes. In the middle of my great cum he joined me, but my convulsions were so strong that I could hardly feel his warm baby juice squirting into me."That was a great one," I told Gary. "I hope that my Aunt June loved it so much when you knocked her. Ich hatte angeboten ihr zu helfen und die Sache mit dem ersten Mal zu klären, schließlich hatte ich auch damit Erfahrung. Doch obwohl Fabiane einverstanden war, wollte sie es vorerst nur aktiv machen. Vor passiv hatte sie Angst, was ich durchaus verstehen konnte. Zwei Tage nach der Nachtschicht, in der wir jenes offene Gespräch geführt hatten, hatte ich Spätschicht. Für diesen Abend hatten wir uns verabredet. Wie immer verließ ich das Hotel nach meiner Schicht durch den Haupteingang. Diesmal.