He led me down through the house showing me the kitchen, bathroom, library, and finally his bedroom. It was beautiful. The walls were a crimson red as...was the carpet. The king sized bed in the center was decorated with black sheets that, upon running my hand over them, were made of the finest silk. 4 posts held up a giant canopy with black netting. It looked like my dream room. Although, I was curious. What? No coffin? I chuckled and he smirked. Dont believe all your fairy tales. We dont all. I didn't believe it at first. I know it was wicked of me, but I couldn't help asking him more questions. I tried to sound light-hearted."How long have you been doing that? How often?" I couldn't help a little giggle. "What does she think? Does she even know?" You can imagine. Not exactly the Spanish Inquisition, but it didn't make it easy for him to shut up and finish his tea.I still thought he was pulling my leg, then he said, "I can show you if you like."He stood up and undid his belt and. I could remember that, I have made sex with my husband two months ago. Sometimes he is on business visits and sometimes I can’t find time for him. So my sex requirements were not fulfilling at my home and sex with other men is not considered wrong in Elite class women. I have to find someone at my work place who can be with my in all my business hours. I got plenty of opportunities to meet hot men in my business, but having known my limitations I never opted for a full sexual intercourse.. Deshalb traue ich mich überhaupt, dir das zu sagen. Als Wichser habe ich so gar keine Erfahrungen und als ich dich da auf dem Bett gesehen habe, wie du dich so intensiv mit deinem Schwanz beschäftigt hast und der dabei groß und feucht wurde, dachte ich mir, dass du mir das beibringen könntest. Ich möchte auch gern einen intensiven Orgasmus erleben.“ Mit gesenktem Kopf saß Svenja vor mir. Fast flehentlich waren ihre letzten Worte.Dabei konnte ich mir gar nicht vorstellen, dass jemand wie Svenja.