Die werden nur schnell schlaff und hängen dann bis zum Bauchnabel herunter. Wem’s gefällt. Mir jedenfalls nicht.“Isabella strahlte. „Aber mein...Schoß - meine Möse - ist noch völlig unbehaart.“ Sie zog das Laken ganz weg und entblößte ihre Möse. Von Schüchternheit und Scham war heute nichts mehr zu sehen.„Was die Schamhaare angeht, nun, erstes sind sie unhygienisch, zweitens verdecken sie den Blick auf das Schönste, was eine Frau zu bieten hat, und drittens… mag ich beim Lecken keine Haare im. Dirty fucking cow I thought. She must have noticed me looking as she suddenly acted surprised and pulled her skirt back down a little before handing me the cheque. Now as I said earlier I am not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, something here wasn’t what I would have expected. Here was a lovely looking woman, sat right next to me, her fragrance filling my nose, wearing stockings and high heel boots, a blouse that I could clearly see her bra through it and lovely red lipstick coated lips. Getting out of the SUV, the only thing I take with me is the package from the Unabomber.This time, I am formally introduced to them, but I don’t bother to remember their names. Why fill your head with crap about people you hate? We follow them into a conference room, and before we even sit, Paul says, “No sense starting. Our lawyers haven’t arrived.”Martin suggests, “We can at least look at the package.”Paul looks him in the eye, and in a menacing voice, says, “I said we will wait for the. I don't know if she succeeded, but, she came down all of the way. She seemed rather frustrated after a bit of humping and such. I didn't have a clue what the hell she was trying to do. It did feel good though. After grinding a bit on me, she started to slide up my body. I remember her wetness as she came up my stomach and chest until she was over my face. Again, I had no clue what she was doing, but, I trusted her and was willing to do whatever she wanted. Susan lowered herself onto my face. I.