She nods, and before she can say anything, he is gone without a goodbye. Her body falls onto the bed and she basks in the glory of what has just happe...ed. Normally there would be feelings of guilt, but not today. She cherishes every moment with this man and couldn't care less about what he feels for her. She doesn't bother to think about the questions that she usually asks herself after sex. Two weeks on from the hot sex, her telephone rings, her intuition is right, its him. He asks if he can. We met on a late Friday afternoon, I was supposed to be away on business, the initial contact was very shaky but Jean soon put me at ease, after a couple of drinks we decided to head for a hotel room close by where they were staying. Now the nerves really kicked in, I was excited and scared, wondering what I was install for me or would I be safe. Steve soon put my fears to rest, there was a bottle of Bacardi and some beers ready for us, we sat chatting with Jean in between us two guys, a few. " Then she slapped me again before getting off my stomach to squat over my cock. Pulling her pussy open she held her lips so that she could glide right down on my hardened shaft. As she began to fuck me, she started to give me what sounded like a shopping list."You'd better be committing these to memory because if you forget something, it'll be your ass that pays for it. I need you to get yourself a leather collar and a leash. Find yourself a few pair of panties because I'll be damned if I let. “But who is counting?” Gisela giggled. “I need you now ... today.”“I’ll pull out before I come,” Dieter said as he started stripping off his clothes. “Horst may get a brother or sister someday, but not nine months from now.” Gisela removed her clothes too. Her skirt went down on the ground and she sat down on it. Dieter sat down between her open legs, naked with his legs splayed around her torso. The horny youth deep kissed and made out. They took full advantage of the warmer, summer-like day.