27 Jahre alt, blond, mittellanger Pferdeschwanz, schlank. Eine Augenweide, aber eben auch eine Discomaus, die es geschafft hatte den Juniorchef, der Z...hn Jahre älter war um den Finger zu wickeln. Hinter vorgehaltener Hand nannten die älteren Kollegen sie nur "dat Fötzchen" und das traf es ziemlich genau.Seiner Meinung nach durfte sie bei Regen nicht vor die Tür gehen. Das barg die Gefahr, dass sie ertrank, so hoch trug sie die Nase.Und jetzt hatte "dat Fötzchen" ihn zum Wagenwaschen ausgesucht.. I was going to hit her harder anyway and I did, on her ass and legs. She had her arm over her tits as I did this. I told her to move her arm. Knowing what was coming she did, and I hit her breast again and again, paying careful attention to the nipple also. It was amazing, the look on her face, the way she held her arm away so I could hit her, and I interspersed these with blows to her cunt. The cries were luscious.It was time for a short rest. I wanted to hear how she was doing and it was. With my lips busy, I began squeezing her tits and rubbing her cunt. This was the first time I had ever gotten this far with a girl, and the fact that another girl was sucking my dick was making it better than I could have possibly imagined. Carly's tits were perfectly sized, round, soft, and perky. It was like they were water balloons that had been perfectly filled with the same skill that Leonardo Da Vinci used to paint The Last Supper. Her pussy was as wet as the inside of watermelon and the. I was the hungry slut, I was the one active... but in that videos... the guy was always dominant and rough almost sadist. I watched video after video feeling kinkier and kinkier until I realize his presence behind me.“You like what you see?” - he asked with a smile across his face.“You dirty slut!”I was puzzle by his tone, shocked by his confidence, there it was a completely different man standing in front of me“Yes..., I like what I see” I answered trying to hold my confidence, I gave him a.