It was all good natured, and we had a lot of fun. We had coffee at a small café near the rink and took the bus back home.I walked Sofia home, and she...kissed me goodbye at her door and said she would call me when she could have the house to herself, but it wasn’t as easy as during the Summer when her parents were working and she wasn’t in school. I reminded her she could come up to the Jonssons, but she said she’d rather do that kind of thing with nobody else around. I understood that she didn’t. Now her moans had turned into grunts. She was almost screaming. This bitch was on fire too. I flicked my tongue on the clitoris and could feel her body shake in utter delight. I chewed on the cunt and again on her clitoris as now Parul was getting a feel of the sheer ecstasy of cunnilingus. She was turning her head on the bed this way and that way as I licked and sucked, sucked and licked on her cunt and her clitoris and fucked her with my fingers. She was enjoying it as she pulled my head. Natürlich – es war nicht anders zu erwarten – trug sie edelste Reizwäsche. Im Gegensatz zu mir zelebrierte sie das Entkleiden regelrecht. Ich, spitz wie Müllers Lumpi, riss das Shirt über meinen Kopf, Hose und Boxershorts, die ja eh schon zur Hälfte runter waren, schleuderte ich mit einem Schlenker in eine Ecke des modernen Hotelzimmers. Mein Schattenwurf an der Wand war interessant: rechtwinklig zum meinem Körper zuckte und zitterte ein Bolzen wie ein Ast aus dem Schatten heraus, gross, hart. Playfully she grasped it and just held it in her hand. I could see his dick swell in her hand as the blood rushed through the veins that run along his shaft and it grew harder. She then reached over and took it in both her hands. She started to pull on it. I could see his head lean back and eyes close. He was definitely enjoying having my wife play with his cock. What man wouldn't? The way she was working him, I could tell she was mesmerized by his extra-large manhood. Then she knelt down even.