Daich immer noch Tims Hand hielt, blieb auch er stehen.Flucht war unm?glich. Ich hatte mal in einem James Bond Film eine Frauin High Heels eine Treppe...herunter rennen sehen, aber ich konnte kaumauf ebenem Boden laufen. Ich lie? Tim los und drehte mich herum.Ich erkannte den Mann sofort. Herrn Becker, der Hausmeister. Schnell kamer auf uns zu."Wen haben wir den hier? Seit wann brechen Damen in gro?er Robe in eineSchule ein?"Wir sagten nichts."Nun, Damen brechen nicht ein, also sind das wohl. I love to observe the white threads of hair regrowth that in normal times she hides with dye, but that give her an intriguing appearance as a mature milf. And then there are the smells, the natural fragrance of her body that smells like a woman and gives off pheromones not covered by the perfumes she normally uses. So yesterday evening full of these desires and the long forced abstinence I reached her in Latvian, she was intent on chatting with her cell phone, (obviously with her lover) she was. My pussy soaking wet and dripping needing to feel her inside me so much. “Please... Marcey." I am so wet she easily slides 3 fingers inside me. I instantly grab the bed and begin to pump my hips in time with her hand. "Oh...yes...deep as you… deep as you can." I moan. She finds the ridging of my g-spot as she continues to excite me. My skin begins to flush as I grip the bed tighter and tighter. "Oh you feel soo good." I say as I almost start to pant, rocking against her. . He’s dominating the last of my holes! His pace increases as he slams in and out of my anus making me lose my goddamn mind! I can tell I’m about to cum as my orgasm breaks upon me causing me to scream in pleasure as he ravages my ass. This orgasm brings with it copious amounts of my wet ejaculate that feels like waves and waves of warm pleasure flowing from my flower onto myself and my mysterious lover. He fucks me through my anal orgasm, each thrust forcing more of my nectar out of me. Finally.