Driving on the highway dressed as a pretty blonde was exciting enough. After parking she walked the little distance to the terrace of Café Engels, en...oying the sensation of walking in the center of the city, dressed as a pretty girl. She ordered a white wine against the nerves running along her spine, using her best feminine voice. The waiter didn’t seem to notice although he had a keen interest in Irene’s legs. Just after five o’clock a young man walked onto the terrace and asked politely,. Ich versank immer mehr in dem schönenGefühl, einen Dildo im Arsch zu haben. Ich schloss meine Augen und meine Bewegungen wurden intensiver. Mit meinen Händen hielt ich mich an der Wand fest und hatte mich schon mit einem Bein auf der Toilette abgestützt. Wow die Situationwar so geil, als kleine junge Sissy in der Öffentlichkeit. Mein stöhnen wurde immer intensiver bis ich jemanden am Waschbecken hörte. War es eine andere Frau die mich vielleicht gehört hat? Oder noch geiler, die mich. I hold one leg for her and tell Amy to fuck her pussy with it fast and hard till she gets the orgasm she pleaded for, horny as hell within seconds Amy starts pumping that vibe like no tomorrow pounding it as I pound her ass. Desperate for her orgasm Amy goes hard nonstop crying out loud and in no time at all I watch as Amy’s legs shake and she screams out “ Ooh yes “ over and over loud enough for everyone in hotel to hear till with one long scream Amy has her orgasm. Her legs kicking around. I mean, here I am, an 'unsophisticated, average, small-town girl', married to a 'sophisticated, well-above-average, experienced city man'. I lived in a luxurious house in one of the best parts of town. Our street was one of the prettiest, with its large houses perched on spacious lawns surrounded by leafy and manicured gardens. I know it was borne of insecurities that existed before I met him, but I often had the vague feeling that it was all a dream, and one day I would wake up back in.