Es war sehr warm in dieser Nacht und ich merkte wie Sie zwischen den Beinen Schwitzte und alles feucht war. Ihr dickes feuchtes Teil lag wie auf einem...Präsentierteller vor mir und ich hockte nun seitlich über ihr und begann mein schon mächtig steif gewordenen Schwanz zu wichsen. Ich wollte Sie anspritzen und dachte mir so wäre meine Rache perfekt. Aber ich wurde beim Anblick ihrer nassen rasierten Möse immer nervöser und hörte schon mein Herz pochen und schlagen. Meine Hände zitterten ebenso. At the station I leapt out the train and as it pulled away I saw him looking my way so I flicked the hem of my skirt and blew him a kiss. I bet he thought I had spotted him staring up that woman's skirt and that's why I fell on him.On the bus from the station I again did as instructed and again the vibrations went to the balls only this time with the pole being so thin and pressed against the Thai beads it felt like a large worm was wriggling in my arse helped by vibrations from my cunt, I. As the count watched, he saw the girl had a natural talent, a wonderfully sensitive hand that never exceeded the threshold of pain but was always on the perfect edge where pain met pleasure.He decided he would call her Larina.The door to the dungeon smashed open, just as it was supposed to and a handsome young man stood in the doorway, rapier in hand. He was perfect, tall, well-muscled with long, dark hair, dark, sensitive eyes, and a cavalry man in his uniform. The Count fingered his own. ." Just open more, that is it, you are a beautiful slut and your ass needs fucking." His words, spoken in a sensual way, drove her crazy. She soon accommodated two of his fingers and he drove into her urgently."That is it, such beautiful ass, so open." Oh..." Do you like it now, slut?" Oh, yes." You will soon have my cock, but first, I want to see you come this way." A third finger was added and she cried out, he only increased his rhythm till she moaned and went into orgasm.He opened his zip,.