Weil ihnen egal ist, wenn ich alles verliere und das obwohl ich seit Jahren Kunde in Ihrer Sparkasse bin!“, brüllte er.„Tun sie mir nicht weh! Bi...te. Ich tue ja alles was sie wollen!“, heulte sie ängstlich.„Jetzt hör auf damit. Ich habe Dir doch gesagt, dass ich Dir nichts tue, oder? Ich will Dir nur mal ins Gewissen reden!“„Lassen sie mich gehen, bitte!“„Ja, morgen früh lasse ich Dich frei. Solange kannst Du noch darüber nachdenken was ich Dir gesagt habe!“Karsten drehte sich um und wollte den. A thousand euros is a house payment for any one of the rest of us. You should put up something of equal value to you.”“What do you suggest, Matteo? My car, my house. That’s a ridiculous bet for me.”“No,” Giovanni said, “something you value more than those things, your wife.” Deep waters indeed.I got ready to explode if my husband even considered such a bet.“I’m not betting my wife,” he said. “What were you thinking? I just can’t give her to you.”I relaxed a little, thinking my husband was. I gasp at how big you are, and wetness pools between my thighs as I imagine you taking me here and now. But not yet.I pull away from you and drop to my knees. I need to taste you. I wrap my pretty little mouth around your rock hard cock. I hear the moan escape your lips, feel you stiffen even more as I run my tongue down every inch of you. I slowly work your cock, licking and sucking the head, swirling and flicking my tongue, driving you crazy with want. I feel your hand tangled in my. " Of course they are. Men like to look at pretty girls. This isn't the first time men have checked you out. Just ignore them."My wife put her shades back on and closed her eyes. I could only imagine the men were daydreaming of fucking this curvaceous white woman. After another hour in the sun I suggested we go up to the bar for a drink. When we arrived at the little outdoor hut we sat down on the stools and ordered a beer.The bartender didn't even try not to look at her breasts. The other men.