She hoped that… she couldn’t even finish that thought. It was too much with him sitting across from her, regarding her over the rim of his wine gl...ss. She’d had a few glasses herself, a fruitless attempt to relax, although she could feel her inhibitions waver. Just one more, she told herself, that’s all I need. “I think I should drive, Olivia. You’re a little tipsy.” She didn’t argue. He was right. Besides, she didn’t want to be alone, not even for the half hour from the café to his home. She. ?Tabea, kannst du dich noch an unsere erste Liebesnacht erinnern?? Sagte Crissy als ich zu zickig wurde.?Ja, die war wundersch?n. Warum???Was habe ich damals ?ber unartige kleine M?dchen gesagt???Ohoh. Sie bekommen t?chtig den Hintern versohlt.? Endlich! Danach hatte ich mich so gesehnt.?Und, soll ich dir den Hintern versohlen???Warum, ich hab doch nichts gemacht, du bl?de Ziege.? Reizte ich sie weiter.?Noch einmal bl?de Ziege, und du bekommst 10 Hiebe mit dem Rohrstock ?ber deinen kleinen. It was the first time I had thought of a feminine name and her useof it was wonderful to my ears. She parted her legs a little more and Islowly slid deeper into her maternal body, till the bulbous head slippedbetween the soft labia and into the hot, milking channel that led to herwomb, the womb I had come out of those fifteen years before. It was hotand exciting, going back to where I had come from, almost indescribablein its perverted intensity. Once more we kissed, this time deeply. Streams ran down her thighs, dampening the couch's velvet upholstery.At the same time, a torrent of semen gushed from each of Charisma's cocks, the thrashing penises simultaneously discharging the seed from her balls, deep into Tiffany's vagina and rectum. More and more of the thick, viscid fluid spurted from the dual pricks, rivers flowing into Tiffany's cunt and ass. The warm, white liquid seed, opalescent as melted pearls, seemed to flow for minutes before, at last, the flood abated and the.