. fuck me, and fuck me good!"Though it was somewhat exciting to know that Rachel had actually come outside to watch us, it was somewhat of a let down ...owever that we never knew, and could only guess and even fantasize about what she was doing or even thinking about while watching us. And even Tracy had been slightly disappointed that there hadn't been something more as we talked about it later on that evening before going to bed."I guess it wasn't all that decadent after all," she told me with. I looked up and saw a very beautiful hot chick. She was wearing black jeans and a red tank top. She had long hair, wheatish skin color, and deep black eyes. I shook her hand and got up to hug her, the moment her breasts touched my chest I was so damn turned on with the softness of her skin. We both smiled at each other and spoke to how different did we look in reality than what he had sounded on phone.While having conversation, I slightly caressed her fingers and I could feel that she was. Den Zettel, den ich an die Wurzel genagelt fand, öffnete ich sogleich, und las: 'die nächsten Meter gehst du ohne Radler, also runter damit! - Und wenn du es gemacht hast, dann schicke ein kurzes okay über WhatsApp!''ok', schrieb ich, mit der Radler ausgezogen, aber ohne Ahnung, was ich nun weiter tun sollte.'Öffne den Rucksack', kam seine Antwort wenige Momente später zurück. 'Du wirst eine Augeninde darin finden, Fesseln, und Liebeskugeln'.Ich brauchte nicht weiter zu fragen, ich wußte, was. Flabbergasted, I stammered out, “Damn, Paul, I don’t know what you are talking about.”“The hell you don’t. You not only were wondering if my cock is as big as they say, but if you wanted to suck it,” Paul said.“Okay Paul, I admit I was curious about the stories, but look dude I’m not gay or even bisexual. So when it comes to sucking your cock, no way,” I responded.“BS, I saw your face when you were checking my cock and that dude stuff is a dead give-away. Only cocksuckers talk that way,” Paul.