Dezember und noch dunkel, da es ein Samstag war lag ich noch in meinem Bett und schlief als es an der Tür klingelte. Mum und Marianne waren schon unt...rwegs und ich wollte eigentlich gar nicht aufstehen, doch es klingelte immer wieder bis ich mich doch dazu entschloss zu Tür zu gehen. Als ich verschlafen und nur mit T-Shirt und Boxershorts bekleidet öffne, stehen zwei Polizisten vor mir.Sie fragten mich, ob ich Jan Steiner bin, worauf ich nervös antworte: "Ja, hab ich denn was verbrochen?" Mit. Fisting her hands still held tight by his. She cried and screamed. Begging and pleading for release. Please Sir, let me cum! Please, please, please. Im so close. Pleassse! Shudders shook her body, sweat poured. Her liquids covering his knee, still she didnt cum. She knew better. You are not asking me correctly Lace. You know how to ask me properly. I might think about it if you ask me the right way. Im removing my hand. Dont lower yours! The torture continued. Releasing her hand he reached. Slowly I started to rise back up, and in a single determined move, I both stood, and repositioned her so that she was bent over our kitchen table with her back side facing towards Larry. I quickly dropped my pants, tucked myself in behind her, looked back over my shoulder one last time at Larry, who nodded in approval and proceeded to slide my cock into her tight little pussy. Poor April was trying so hard to be silent, and as I began to fuck her she kept whispering for me to do the same, but. And had not moved to cover herself. She knew that she ought to turn and wrap herself in the towel but something stopped her from doing that. She waited until he looked back at her eyes and then deliberately smiled at him, put her hands behind her head, elbows wide and laid back down on the sunbed. She watched as he lowered his gaze again and then let her knees fall apart. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the feeling of the hot sun on her skin – on parts of her skin that she had not.