Ihr Kleid schmeichelte ihrer Figur und zeichnete ihre Rundungen elegant nach.Wortlos verließen wir das Kaffeehaus und machten uns auf den Weg. Zielge...ichtet gingen wir zu ihrem Hotel. Es knisterte zwischen uns unüberhörbar. Im Aufzug war die Spannung nicht mehr auszuhalten. Ich liebe diese engen Altbaulifte. Wir standen uns gegenüber. Kein verlegener Blick zur Seite. Wir verschlungen uns. Ihre Brust hob und senkte sich. Sie wollte mich. Ich wollte sie. Ein Kuss, ein erster Kuss. Ich umschloss. Soon, I made my way down to your orbs, taking one into my mouth to suckle the flesh, tongue playfully tickling along it before moving up your shaft with the tip of my tongue. I take the head into my mouth to begin sucking, my eyes closing as I begin to bob, my hands rising up to brush my hair back, pulling it into pigtails for you to grab. Your hands take hold of them, beginning to thrust lightly forward and back as I massage your orbs with my hands. Once you're fully slick, we both pull back. Line it up against your cheek. See? Then raise it up a little because the arrow will curve downward with gravity ... And ... Release!"With an exciting 'thwip', the arrow vanished from the bow, which was suddenly vibrating. There was no sound as the arrow sailed over the butt, just missing the outer ring."Too much tailwind," Béla murmured, frowning at where the arrow had vanished. "I'll probably never find that one..." Can I try?" Jake asked, excitedly.Béla handed him the bow. Carefully copying. The tight figure hugging white blouse accentuated the curve of her large breasts. The short black skirt showing more of her brown legs than she had ever dared to show before. The red lipstick a much brighter shade than she would ever have chosen. She realised she no longer had her own identity. She truly was Ebony Black and she belonged to Master.As she put the card key into the room door, she felt her heart pounding as if it was going to break out of her body just like Meat Loaf in Bat Out Of.