“Turn around," he said. "Don’t say anything, just turn around so that I can see you."He must be insane, I thought. Hmm… then again, maybe I shou...d do just that, turn around — and then walk away, leaving him standing there.But no, I didn’t. Instead, I obeyed, slowly turning around. He said nothing, simply watched. Heat colored my cheeks as he stared at me.A grin softened his expression while he gazed at the little black dress hugging my curves. I was significantly shorter than him, even wearing. 1066070) ist eine weitere Ergänzung möglich. Falls jemand also Lust haben sollte, nur zu! Traut Euch gern und schreibt mich an. Don Corleone im Sommer 2022 Jetzt viel Spaß mit dem eigentlichen Text:Lara Müller war zweifellos eine beeindruckende Frau. Mit ihren noch jungen 29 Jahren hatte sie sich bereits zur jüngsten Abteilungsleiterin in der Geschichte des mittelständischen Maschinenbauunternehmens hochgearbeitet. Zu dem BWL- und VWL-Studium waren diverse Auslandsaufenthalte bei namhaften. I could see her boobs bouncing as she ran. She was ninety percent wet with her saree sticking to her body. She first stared at me and started to wait for the rain to stop. I began to stare at her body slightly that she couldn’t see me staring at her. Her lips were so wet and red and were like cherry. Her tight breasts could be seen on her saree and her nipples were erected. I could not see her navel as she had turned the other side. My dick began to erect and I thought of becoming unconscious. I was wearing the bra and top (washed out from the swim but still wet) when the wine arrived. Damn, did I get a good hard fucking after that!After the first two days, things kind of calmed down with him. The sex remained pretty spontaneous and hot but, my backside was only warmed-up once in a while and never as bad as the first time. His thing, with me, was simple; he wanted to control me and, be seen in public with, an obvious TS slutty little whore. I didn’t mind that a bit and, was being.