Viele dachten, sie wären Schwestern. Marti war kleiner. Ihr Bauch war nicht so lang und ihre Brüste etwas zu groß. Karens waren große C-Cups, aber...konisch, während Marti schwere, schwerfällige D's waren, die ihr hin und wieder leichte Rückenschmerzen machten. Martis Größe gab ihr eine kompaktere Form. Ein weiterer Unterschied war, dass Marti braune Schamhaare hatte."Sie sollten das auch färben", erklärte Karen. Sie war ein bisschen ein Kontrollfreak und verwandelte Marti langsam in eine Kopie. Me penetr?. De golpe, sin preparaci?n ni cuidado. La sensaci?n fueagradable. Yo no la esperaba de otra manera. Con mis nalgas firmementeapoyadas en su pelvis y deseando que me bombeara, llev? mi mano a mipolla. Quer?a masturbarme. Quer?a sentir placer. Deseaba derramar misemen por el suelo mientras Alberto llenaba mi culo del suyo.Al principio, me sent? extra?o. Sus empujones cada vez que se clavabaen m? eran m?s y m?s placenteros, pero yo no lograba encontrar miverga. Harto de buscarla a. He almost jumped on her, but she stopped him immediately. “Wait! Don’t you think you can enter me without even a little lubrication!” He dropped his head, then scurried toward the nightstand on the other side of the bed and produced a bottle of KY, which he used on her asshole and on his tiny dick then he started to ease it in her. By now Kelly and I had moved in front of the house, and I chose the moment when I saw him starting the penetration, knowing that he wasn’t going to last long. I. ’ Steve turned his phone on and called Gwen as soon as he closed the door to his suite. She answered on the first ring. ‘Steve? Are you okay? How are Ashley and Becky? I want you to get out your laptop and Skype me. I want to see you when we talk. Do it right now, please!’ Steve hung up the phone and booted his laptop. Soon he had Gwen on his screen. ‘Look at you! That must have been some struggle. Your face is swollen and your shirt’s bloody. Are there stitches under that bandage?’ asked Gwen.