"So, wir fangen mal mit Pumps an." Damit ?ffnete sie eine Schachtel.Darin lagen wei?e Lederpumps mit einer spitzen Form und einem hohen, abernicht so ...?nnem Absatz."Komm' Ludwig, zieh sie an. Ohh, aber in den Str?mpfen geht das nicht.Mm, leider haben wir hier keine Probiers?ckchen, da unsere Kunden die niebrauchen. Aber wir haben normale Str?mpfe. Aber wenn wir nachher dieStiefel anprobieren wollen, dann st?ren auch eure Hosen." Stiefel? Wieso denn das nun wieder?" wollte Johannes wissen."Weil. ‘Fran, I mustn’t. I can’t let you throw away your whole life like that.’ ‘I’m not throwing my life away, it’s what I want.’ ‘But Fran, you’ve always told me how you want a husband, a family, a nice house, all of that.’ ‘Well, I thought I did. But I’ve changed my mind.’ ‘You mean you’ve had it changed for you. No,’ I said firmly. ‘It’s wrong. I won’t do it. Perhaps I can find an antidote, or maybe it’ll just wear off.’ ‘Don’t be ridiculous,’ she retorted dismissively. ‘Look,’ she suggested. Had my two daughters been fucking each other? The thought of that sent blood rushing into my cock. As I started to walk out I tripped over a black double-ended dildo that was sticking out of from under the bed. I picked it up only to find that both ends were dripping wet. This just made my cock go wild. My two hot daughters fuck each other... or that’s what I assume. I couldn’t resist the temptation, I smelled both ends of the dildo... it smelled just like pussy... tight wet pussy that I wanted. Caroline let his cock flop out of her mouth and she lost her balance, allowing her full weight to rest on Jacob as an intense orgasm rocked her world. She screamed in ecstasy, swayed, arched her back, humped his face as she lost all control for what seemed like several minutes. When she finally regained her sense of time and space, her legs and arms hung limp over Jacob's body like that of a cat, suspended on a tree limb."That was fucking awesome!" Caroline said, stating the obvious. "That was.