Kitten....ahh....I couldn't help but lie put a few fingers in my throbbing core to ease myself.I was furiously rubbing myself and my pussy was literal...y dripping juices. I didn't realise when I sat on the bed, but I did.I was rubbing, pinching my now swollen and pink pussy. As i thought about him and his hard cock throbbing in his hand looking at me, I mauled and mutiliated my clit. My vision was starting to blur and I started screaming and rode out my orgasm thinking about my tattooed prince. Right away I started to gag but I kept it in my mouth and started to swallow. Guess what? I don\'t gag anymore and I\'m glad I tasted it that day.Well back to Sara. She now had her fingers deep in her pussy and was fucking herself and as my cock got hard again, isn\'t youth grand, I imagined me fucking her. Pounding and grinding my cock into her wet cunt just like the guys in the book did. Thats when something that wasn\'t in the book happened, and just like then, still makes me cum super hard. Moments later there was a knock on the door and Mary came in with a silver coffee service, she placed the tray on a small table between them and quietly withdrew.“How do you take your coffee love?” Marek asked her.“The same as you, just black with a little sugar.”“Um, so where did all this come from Marek, you didn’t just think this place up on the spot.”Marek chuckled and handed Heather a cup of coffee.“No, not even overnight. Um, I think I last visited here when I was nineteen, and probably. Außerdem wollte Sandra unbedingt den Ortswechsel, denn die Anzahl derer, mit denen Sandra noch nicht gevögelt hatte, beschränkte sch auf eine kleine Zahl Männer, die nun wirklich als extrem unattraktiv zu bezeichnen waren.Sandra freute sich auf Berlin, da sollte doch etwas mehr gehen dachte sie sich. Sie war jung, nicht sehr groß, sie hatte lange, blonde Haare, war eher zierlich, hatte kei-ne großen Brüste, aber einen extrem geilen Knackarsch und gerade das Arschficken hatte sich bei ihr zu.