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Tanja saß auf dem fetten Schwanz ihres Chefs und ritt ihn hart. Freitags kurz vor Feierabend, wenn die meisten Kollegen schon weg waren, musste sie ihm immer gefällig sein. Seitdem sie vor zwei Jahren mit der Ausbildung fertig geworden war, verlangte er diesen Dienst von ihr. Er hätte sie sonst in seiner Spedition nicht übernommen. In der sächsischen Kleinstadt, in der sie lebte, gab es einfach nicht viel Arbeit.
Meistens macht es ihr sogar Spaß - so wie heute. Sie war schon den ganzen Tag geil gewesen und hatte sich darauf gefreut ihren alten Chef bedienen zu müssen.
Sie erhöhte ihr Tempo. Er grunzte und keuchte. Dabei knetete er ihre festen Brüste. Gleich würde er kommen und sich in sie ergießen. Sie mochte das Gefühl, wenn ein Mann in ihr kam. Sie hatte schon oft davon geträumt, wie es wäre, es mit mehreren zu treiben und von ihnen eingesamt zu werden. Der Gedanke, daran ließ sie erschauern. Sie spürte, wie sich ihr Orgasmus aufbaute. Laut grunzend entlud er sich in ihr. Sie kam fast zeitgleich.
"Du bist so eine geile Sau", sagte er zu ihr, als sie von ihm abstieg und sich die Kleidung gerade rückte. "Aber jetzt musst du schnell gehen. Meine Frau kommt gleich. Wenn sie dich hier erwischt, muss ich dich doch noch rauswerfen." Tanja hatte Respekt und etwas Angst vor der Frau ihres Chefs. Sie war mit ihren 35 Jahren deutlich jünger als er und sehr streng. Während ihrer Lehre hatte sie Tanja mal eine Ohrfeige gegeben, weil sie einen Fehler gemacht hatte.
Längst kreisen ihre Gedanken nur noch darum, wie so eine Party wohl ablaufen würde. Wie viele Männer da sein werden. Nackt, angezogen, oder vielleicht oberkörperfrei? Ihre Gedanken formen sich zu einer Fantasie. Sie malt sich im Detail aus wie es sein könnte. In Ihrem Tagtraum ist sie im Sommer bei strahlendem Sonnenschein auf einer Finca auf Mallorca. Sie liegt im Innenhof auf einer Liege nur mit einem ultraknappen Bikini bekleidet und genießt die Sonne. Der Bikini besteht eigentlich fast nur...
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Die Messages im Chat waren eindeutig: Gesucht wurde ein Bi-Mann ohne Berührungsängste. Ein kurzer Videoausschnitt zeigte die beiden beim Ficken. Sie kniete auf allen vieren, während er von hinten in sie eindrang. Ihre festen Brüste wackelten, ihr schlanker heller Körper bewegte sich im Rhythmus der Stösse vor und zurück. Von seinem Schwanz sah man leider nur wenig, allerdings schien er ziemlich Kraft in seien Fickstösse zu legen. Nun also stehe ich vor ihnen. Nackt. Trix, so heisst die Frau,...
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Jana ist fasziniert vom Thema und während sie sanft ihre Möse streichelt, schmeißt sie die Suchmaschine an.Es gibt jede Menge Seiten zu dem Thema, von Porno-Filmchen über Geschichten und Foren Posts bis hin zu ein paar Blogs. Auf einem davon bleibt sie hängen. Er heißt “Do you want to breed”. Es stellen sich dort 4 Männer vor, welche von sich sagen, dass sie Frauen dabei helfen schwanger zu werden und sich für ihr besonders fruchtbares Sperma rühmen. Es gibt zudem einige Berichte von Frauen,...
Jens Merker ist vor einigen Wochen zum Direktor eines grosen Einkaufszentrums befördert worden, eigentlich kein besonders aufregender Job, aber für ihn soll es der erste grössere Schritt auf der Karriereleiter sein. Und nach dem BWL Studium und den harten Anfangsjahren will er nun auch die Früchte seiner Arbeit ernten, nicht nur in finanzieller Hinsicht, er ist nämlich stets scharf auf einen guten Fick- und er nutzt seine Position kräftig aus um Frauen jeden Alters durchzuvögeln. Jens ist 32...
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