Petrus sat on the couch still dressed in his black trousers and blue polo shirtTiffy handed him his drink and said, “I’m glad you came over.”“...’m glad too,” Petrus admitted.“I can see from your hand that you’re married,” Tiffy referred to the large yellow-gold wedding band encrusted with diamonds.“Yes,” confirmed Petrus.“Nice! How long you been into faggots?"“I met one when I lived in London. Enjoyed it! Fucked a few when I was in Chicago.”“Had any boipussy since you’ve been here?”“Yeah. Met. As I walked into the reception area and didn't see him there, my heart sank and at the same time I breathed a sigh of relief. I’m not gay, I thought to myself, what the hell had I been thinking? I got changed and went for my swim. I didn’t stay for the full hour today with my heart and head still having trouble deciding whether or not it was happy or disappointed over him not being there. I got out and went to have my shower. Obviously the events of the day before had reduced my inhibitions. “Oh my God. Are you serious?” I asked.She looked back up at me and then back down to my cock and said, “Yeah. All the time. I think of you jacking off thinking of me.”“Wow, I would have never thought a girl as young, sexy and as beautiful as you would think of an old man like me.”“I like older men, Tom and you… well… ummm… don’t sell yourself short. I mean I think you’re a very hot, hunky stud!”“Holy shit. I thought you barely even knew I existed.”“Well, after I noticed you watching me. I. Katarina weiter vor Schreck die Augen. Günther wird ganz geil als er Katarina in ihrem schwarzen BH, dem schwarzen Höschen und den Strapsen die die Strümpfe halten vor sich stehen sieht. Als er sieht wie sich ihre riesigen Brüste bei jedem Atemzug heben und senken verliert er vor Geilheit endgültig den Verstand. Er zieht sich das Hemd aus und als er dabei ist sich die Hose auszuziehen überwindet Katarina ihren Schreck und sie will davonlaufen. Günther schlüpft schnell aus der Hose und läuft ihr.