We walked to the bar and sat in a booth,more private .the waiter brought the bottle of wine i ordered.we talked and exchanged ideas and after the prel...minaries we got to talking about life in general. for some reason i/we started talking about sex.michelle was lets say a bit on the lookout for a casual relationship.i was free and at this point very easy.it must have been the wine but i suggested we should get a room,always assuming she was up for it which she was.so after the formalities of. She looked even younger than my daugher and a part of me said that I should be disgusted with myself. Still, disgusted or not, I had a hard time taking my eyes off of her. I found myself short of breath and my cock was swelling in my pants.I got closer and closer to them as I shopped, and I could see her in greater detail. She was definitely younger than my daughter, but her skinny body showed the beginnings of womanhood. As I shopped I continued to peak over at her. Her tight, sleeveless shirt. I’m glad you came. Let’s have your picnic.’ _______________________ She drove them to a nearby park. They were mostly silent in the car, an awkward distance between these two who had shared intimate fantasies they dared not share with their spouses in the safety of cyberspace. They were, in truth, two shy, faithful people who somehow connected on a different level. Opening the trunk of her Saab, she hauled out a picnic basket, wine, and a blanket, along with the sunscreen she knew the freckled. Trotzdem hat er einen Traum, einen sehr erotischen sogar. Dr. Gegenbauer träumt, dass die blonde Andrea in sein Bereitschaftsdienstzimmer gekommen ist und nun zwischen seinen nackten, gespreizten Schenkeln kniet. Ganz zärtlich leckt sie erst einige Male mit der Zungenspitze über seine Eichel und spielt mit ihr dann auch an deren kleinen Öffnung, bevor sie anschließend an seinem ausgefahrenen Schwanz langsam entlangzüngelt und ihm auf diese Weise ein wollüstiges Stöhnen entlockt. Mit zwei.