She had sex for months. And then the guy from the emergency service was just right. This man rammed her so hard that she felt she was being impaled. A sperm rich story.

Marion pushes relish through the thick whitecaps of her after-work-bath. Gorgeous, the stress of the day falls away from her in the fragrant water. Her wandering eyes stick to the strange blue toothbrush. Involuntarily lost at the sight of a hand deep under the foam. A compelling association! Her pussy does not beg in vain. She gets her will from tender, skilled fingers. Marion remembers how, on his second visit, the cheeky guy pointedly wore this toothbrush instead of a cavalier handkerchief in the small pocket of the jacket. That guy had invited himself for the night.

The night with this guy was beautiful

For a beautiful! A night in which this guy broke her body and her lust after months of austerity. While dancing to the cuddly skirt, his hands pushed the Mini higher and higher. When he felt the wet panties, they were both overrun. He immediately found the clitoris and made the flood even bigger. Oh, he knew how to deal with the little sparkling pearl and split it with groping fingers on the labia. For the first round, the guy just brought her leg to her hip. For number two she pulled him into her cot and was allowed to come three times before he rubbed her lust on her breasts. That’s almost a week ago! His first visit was purely official. Emergency relief! Her electric stove had given up the ghost. Because it was the last assignment of the day, he accepted a cup of coffee. Yes and then also the dinner. Later, all their playful toys had a chance. The little white purr again brought her quickly into the right mood, and with the big dildo she talked to the pussy, the guy had stayed.

Marion is breathing hard. The stray hand should have stayed above the water! For a moment she thinks. Of course, he must have late duty! That’s why the next rendezvous is scheduled for next Monday. Determined, she hops into the hallway and makes the phone call. It is a bit boring if the lady knows on the phone that her stove was broken just ten days ago. In any case, Marion insists that the mechanic comes quickly. She cheers. It works out! He should be there in half an hour. Scratched, she finishes her bath and wraps herself in her most sinful fragrance. Quickly a very special drop under the breasts and pubic hair. From experience, she knows what they do. She wants to retaliate for the kisses with the demonstrative toothbrush. On her naked body, she binds only a sweet apron, which just covers the black Wuscheln. It has to be ready soon. She goes to the electric stove. She wants to receive her mechanic in a pose, as if she is looking for the cause of the defect.

Suddenly and unexpectedly there is a strange guy there

The bell on the front door makes her heart rage. For a moment she scolds herself for the overabundance. “The door is open,” she screams determined. Marion feels her body vibrating. She senses that he is already standing in the kitchen door and grazing his eyes on her bare bottom. The ribbon over it must seem like the ribbon of a gift package to him and the bear between the thighs cordial invitation. Why does not Dussel say a word? Why does not he use the permissive offer? She turns around with a playfully ashamed look. The guy freezes instantly. “How do you get in here?” She does not realize the naivety of this question. She wants to deprive the strange guy of her sheer back. Too late, she thinks that she shows him now the bare breasts. And she knows exactly what she is showing! She crosses her arms over it. The young man smiles and replies calmly: “Did not you alerted the tradesmen emergency service … did not they call for the door to be open?”

Marion feels so stupid. Below only the lace apron and above the crossed arms over their jewelry! If only the guy would turn away! In desperation, she remembers nothing more than to ask, “Does not Volker have late duty today?” No, Volker switched service with me because of his evening study. ” She feels her goose bumps. Is not the guy even fond of the heavy bump in his lightweight combo? She rushes past him to throw at least a bathrobe. Back in the kitchen, she finds the guy at the stove pottery. “Stop it,” she says meekly. “I pressed down the fuses and wanted to have fun with Volker.” After a good two hours, he teases under his robe under his robe: “Oh, yes, this is really a case for emergency service.”

The tender patsch he receives for that is more than an answer to him. Longingly she drives with both hands under the bib of his work pants and retaliates with a very long handle for his flattering hand between her hot, over-moist thighs. The young man whines so long, until she does him the favor to show himself once again exclusively with her apron. She finally does it. Suddenly he has bent her over the table and set the teasing buttocks as enticing as he had greeted him. His first kiss hits exactly the Twelve and elicits an outcry that makes her start thinking about the neighbors. “Now these backups are crazy,” she murmurs in a tone as if she wants to apologize. There is no reason for that! The fine trickle makes him crazy. She feels it on his flicking tongue tip. “Crazy guy,” she protests. “Let me play with you a bit!” Good idea, there is already a complaint from his lower organs, and when she turns around and struggles with him, he feels her desire to continue the treats split happiness over his head and stretches.

His hands reach around the bottom and pull up the cheeks

With her mouth full, she cheers about his clever tongue tip, calls him a madly horny buck, and what she is currently working between her lips, a crazy hammer. At the very last moment she chases out the whole magazine filling with a strong, quick fist. Anywhere! “Your trust honors me”, teases the guy after the missed shot and their noticeable effort to bring the little wimp tail back on its feet. She has luck. He also! She shows more restraint on her ride. Only until shortly before the point does she drive him every time. Then she lets him slip out and pushes his big head just relish through the chuckling gap. The guy also goes through the backups with impatience. Nevertheless, he feels at home with so much freedom and skill. In this meadow, she gets several wonderful satisfactions. The sucking accompanying music on her excited breasts is very welcome.

She has her last orgasm with him. He is especially beautiful because she signals the word pill with free travel. Just before the point, she pulls together. Is that the guy she first met this afternoon? How does he know so well about her yearnings? His hands reach around the bottom and pull up the cheeks. The naughty finger loses his way immediately, has her barometer turn out to be ‘very beautiful’ and opens the locks. It’s just a magical epilogue, as he pulls the slippery eel through the slightly twitching gap and teases: “If there is something to solder again, then call me right after.” His kiss goes through the mark. She has not heard anything from him, whether he is in his hands or married. Just as he negates her question, she can cheer and also to his promises for the next day. At that moment, she is thinking about how to return the blue toothbrush without hurting the other electrician.