I used to come up to this attic at our summer cabin while my parents were out on my dad’s lobster boat. I’d found a length of white nylon rope. I ...hink it was a spare mooring line for the boat, thirty feet of autoerotic asphyxiation bliss. Tying a hangman’s noose, I’d throw the other end of the rope up and over one of the ceiling joists. Then setting a short footstool beneath the noose, I’d tie a small knot at the other end of the rope, one just big enough to keep my hands from slipping off,. . I run a bath when I get home, I want to be smooth and clean for when he gets here. A new razor is in order and my pussy is first in line. I lather it up and gently run the razor over my lips, scraping off the already sparse hair, making sure every nook and cranny has had attention. I can’t resist having a play with my clit while I’m down there. It makes my nipples hard and I brush my hand over them, moaning, but I haven’t the time to finish what I need the most. My legs are next, so smooth. The dress slipped over her breasts and exposed them to me. Mum giggled in a sexy way. So I kissed each of her nipples once with a short touch of my lips and tongue. Mum still tasted like silk and honey. I stripped the soft cotton deeper mum’s tight body. I passed the navel and kissed it, too. Then I reached the point where you can smell a woman’s pussy. And finally the shiny dress sank over mum’s nice mons. I saw her slit being exposed the lower I pulled the black dress. Finally I found her. Erst mit den Jahren überwand Bruno seinen Seelenschmerz und wurde wieder etwas lebensfroher. Aber heiraten wollte er nicht mehr. Sein Freund Jürgen verstand Brunos Schmerz. Auch er trauerte lange um seine tolle Schwester Tina. Aber er zog sein Studium als Sportlehrer durch und fand eine Anstellung als Sport- und Geographielehrer am Gymnasium in Esslingen. Und wie es früher bei den beiden Männern üblich war, teilten sie Freud und Leid. Wenn Bruno Samenstau hatte, war Jürgen bereit, dass Sabine.