“Hey Rachel! It’s so good to see you again!” my mom said.“Thanks! It’s good to see you too! It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Rachel repl...ed.“Yeah, I think it’s been about 2 months since we last came by. Your uncle and I were just heading out. I don’t think Paul’s awake yet so you might have to wait a bit before you get some company.”“No need. I’m right here, mom.”“Oh, there you are sweetie! Rachel just got here. She’s gonna be babysitting you for the rest of the day.”I groaned. My mom and dad. „Autsch !!! Das tut weh !“Da schlug die Herrin nochmals kräftig zu und Alexander krümmte sich vor Schmerzen.„Was habe ich dir denn gesagt? Ich will keine Widerworte hören!“„Ja, Herrin….aaarrrggghhh“Frau von Grafenstein griff nach einem bereitgelegten schwarzen Latex-Anzug. „Der Gummianzug ist von meinem Mann. Zieh den an. Hier ist auch eine Flasche Silikonspray. Das wird dir beim Anziehen helfen.“Wortlos begann Alexander sich in den Gummianzug zu zwängen. Der Anzug hatte abgearbeitet Füßlinge,. I shudder when I come from fucking her doggy style, or when shes on her side, ass tilted in my hands, it’s the most intense shudder ever, but it happens because of the way I have to pull her back onto me, the force I need to exert over the situation and the begrudged permission for it that she gives. That’s the shudder. I’ve tried to get her to stick her cunt at me from behind, but she can’t quite get the back arch down. Now that she’s been doing yoga I’d bet that’s different. I’d love to see. This carriage has the best view." she said. "I love Australia, I love its age. By the way, my name is Karen." Jiri," said Jiri, and they shook hands, a little awkwardly. Jiri could not place her accent; it could have been European, but was not a strong one. She was certainly not an Australian or a Kiwi.With that, she sat down in the seat opposite Jiri and gazed with rapt attention at the unchanging landscape. Silence returned to the carriage, and Jiri returned to his book.Jiri did not notice.