I was glad that I had found the cheap room with the noble lady. There I meet a guy who has never really fucked. He pushed his latte and his hand into my pussy. Today he is my husband, but now only at the beginning. 

The landlady’s son I had shouted out of my room with rather rough words. He had probably ignored my arrival. It struck me the language. The bag with my dirty laundry lay spread out on the table and the guy, at least at the age of thirty, buried his nose in one of my best panties. For days I wrestled with me. No, that’s why I just did not want to move out. I finally had his promise that this would not happen again. Fourteen days had passed. With a few books in hand, I headed for the swing. Too late! He was already sitting in a corner, also holding a book in his hand. I would have stood there as a gos if I had turned around immediately. As I sat, I received a rather long private lecture on the subject matter he had caught on the title of one of my books. We talked for a long time like normal people. Then it came. He apologized apologetically for his offense at my laundry and thanked my mother for my silence.

He almost angrily reached for my hand, squeezing it to his massive lap

The conversation became very humid. After an hour I knew about his half life, at least as far as sexuality was concerned. He rewrote and confessed later rather vividly that in his youth he had hurt two girls with his irrepressible instrument very much. Since that time he had kept away from the fairer sex. The attempt in an Eroscenter was a fiasco. The woman was worried despite her professionalism. In order not to return the money, she only did that with him, on which he himself was much better trained. The warm summer evening was already darkening, we were still talking. My imperceptible side glances to his lap made me shiver a lot. At some point, I said, “That’s nonsense, if you just do it right, the female sex can adapt to any offer.” I almost lectured as I wanted to make it clear that there can not really be a ‘too small’ or ‘big’ one. Everything I did not believe myself, what I said to him, at least not, as far as the minimum was concerned. Since I already had my ideas and wishes.

Surprisingly, he almost angrily grabbed my hand and pushed her to his huge uprising in his lap. I was literally run over and immediately in a split feeling. Yes, it frightened me, whereupon my hand rested. On the other hand, I was really lustful at one go. After all, the long talks had not left me without a trace. Now the practical part of the exercise! Grossspurig, with a touch of superiority, I responded: “Well, that’s not so bad again.” Of course, I said it so that it could not hurt him. With some growled slogans, I went to work on the zipper of his pants. It was not so easy to satisfy my optical desire. When it was done, my breath was heavy. Not even in pictures had I ever seen such a strong piece. Not only the length could frighten a woman, but above all the outrageously fat head. Nevertheless, I felt it almost physically in my blazing glow.

I still had one hand around the root of the jewel

My kiss, with the tough kid in hand, set the course for the rest of the evening. In good cover of dense hedges and the gathering darkness, we both soon had just something over their shoulders. Actually, I was only afraid of his clumsiness. Not even close. Like an absolute expert he gave me a perfect foreplay. As I floated on the third cloud, my fist was unstoppable. His pre-ignition was not a real problem, as it later showed. Only mentally, he probably had a crack. He muttered, “You see … you only dare to do it by hand.” I still had not let go and did not, until the little miracle stood immaculately again. Then I wrestled with him cockily. He landed in the grass on his back. I knelt in victory pose. Everything about him twitched with surprise and anticipation. Had it made me wide and soft, the exciting conversation, its beautiful overture and my spiritual adaptation to the abundant gift of nature? Must have been so, because what I feared most, the incredibly thick bead, she did me the most. Already when I literally split myself with it, I left already. The man was smart enough to shake off this wave and leave me in the lead. At the first right end in me, I cheered and shouted out my desire unchecked, actually too loud for the late evening. The tremendous twitching in me and his eyes betrayed irrepressible joy.
At the age of thirty, he probably felt completely safe for the first time in a hot pussy. Then he fucked me with his hand, which was the first time for me. That was not to be overlooked in his happy facial expressions and the inarticulate pleasure sounds. I still had one hand around the root of the jewel. To be careful, as a stop mark! I had to leave her there too. We were both in no hurry. The first traffic jam had already passed. I designed a magical trot. It has been a long time. I do not have to hold my hand between my husband’s hand anymore. He knows how much he is welcome. If I do it anyway, it’s only for his pleasure and for my lust for this piece of man.

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