In bed, the thought of his wife drifting madly through dripping to take over the inheritance. But the woman became insatiable sex, which fucked itself out of his senses.

Birgit F. did not know if she should cry or cheer. Neugierig she had spilled the letter. A Kloss was in her throat. She thought of the uncle. Only a fortnight ago had she sat for the last time at the man’s bed. He lay in a coma, from which he had not awakened to the lines of Doctor Schmiedel. He had respected his often expressed promise. She had become his universal heir. Doctor Schmiedel now called for the acceptance of the heritage. What was there to decide? Two uninvolved tenements, a good restaurant and a nice chunk of cash!

In bed, he licked her dripping and warm cunt

Two days later, she set off for the estate manager, four hundred kilometers away. For three or four days she had said goodbye to her husband. Everything went so smoothly that she was back on the evening of the second day. On the way she had imagined how she would jump at her husband’s neck and say, “Ralf, we do not have to turn the mark twice over, we’re finally over financially over the mountain.” Very quietly, she sneaked into the apartment Shock, a joyous fright should be the reunion.The suspicious sounds that they hit her in the hallway, she let them shiver, so she had once again caught him while in her absence in bed such a pungent porn pulled in. The Whimpering and groaning the female voice out of bed left no other conclusion.

As if frozen she stopped. The unmistakable pleasurable sounds from the bed did not come from the living room. Now she also saw the light from the open bedroom door. On stockings she sneaked up to the crack in the door. She saw the bed. Her heart seemed to want to shatter. In the large mirror of the bedroom closet, she saw the stark, naked figures in bed in bed. Her husband’s face could not recognize her. Above knelt the strange woman and licked out the pussy. Her expression showed how well she was doing. She herself had been very long. She sucked and nibbled on the fiery red tail. Voluptuous, the man pushed against, when she sucked the glans with her lips. Birgit was not able to move. She could not decide either.

Two voices argued in her. One wanted her to just go in and put the woman in the fresh air. The other shouted, ‘Just go. Forever! ‘Inside there was a scene change in bed. The woman turned on her own, kneeling over his stomach and begging, “Please, please, look for the G-spot, I feel like I’m about to run out, yes, yes … pushed with two fingers … Hmmm, that’s good. “The woman in front of the door thought she was foolhardy, but the wild scene was actually churning butterflies in her stomach, her hand had become independent, she had scurried under her skirt and had her panties aside pushed.

In the bed of the bedroom, a climax began. “And now give me the whole length from behind,” the beast wanted. She knelt and laid her chest flat on the mattress from the bed. It was not without envy that Birgit saw the exciting butt of the rival and beneath it the gap that had opened up by hand. Wild Ralf pushed. It looked like a quickie. He braked in time, however, because he was shouted: “I still have a sweet little hole.” It was as if the man had been waiting for it. He crept in carefully. He reached far around her and made for diligent manual work, where he had just withdrawn his pint. The sharp screams from the woman’s bed went through Birgit’s skin. She was just about to leave, when the next surprise started inside.

The two were panting and bubbling next to each other in bed. She sang the hit: “I do not want to be your bed anymore.” With a firm voice, she demanded, “Tell her at last.” His reaction: “If I separate myself now, I have no penny from the inheritance.” Birgit saw the woman jump out of bed to her belongings. She came back with a brown vial and whispered, “Give her ten drops a day, she can not die from it, her mind will be dull, and someday you’ll let her disempower her.” Birgit dared not breathe. Inside it had become very quiet. This wicked bitch leaned over his lap and tried with sucking lips to bring the wimp to bed again in the mood. Silently, Birgit sneaked away.

She threw herself next to the bed and jerked her pussy

The next day she was already at home when Ralf came home from work. She still had not made a decision. His burning greeting kiss made her forget almost everything. Even worse. She enjoyed it, as he spread her on the couch next to the bed and pulled the panties down to her thighs with her teeth. His stiff tongue whispered her reunion in her lap. When he split his labia with his hot butt, it was finally over her. She had the insane urge to fiercely fuck in bed right now, just after all the listening. Who knows, maybe it was a reaction of great jealousy. The number in bed was hectic. They both wanted it that way. Birgit was not satisfied until she felt his salve deep inside. Then the hammer came. Ralf poured at the bar with his back to her in two champagne flutes. Only with her knowledge could she perceive how he manipulated a glass. Thankfully, the phone rang as he set her goblet down on the table. He came back from his phone call and scolded in a raspy voice: “Since when do you drink champagne without bumping into me, should I refill?” “No thanks,” she growled absently.

He did not go to bed, but went to jail

The next morning, around five o’clock, Birgit jumped out of bed, switched on all the lights, and tore open the wardrobe. All her things she cleared. She tore and yanked around like a madman. She began to rage and finally wiped all the bottles and cans from the dressing table. From the nightstand, she fished her big dildo, threw herself on the runner next to the bed with his legs apart and hit her pussy. In her madness she could not be stopped. Ralf started shaking with fear. He had counted the drops exactly! It did not help, he called the emergency service, and Birgit was actually driven to psychiatry. In the afternoon he got a call from the clinic. Laconically he was asked to go immediately to his wife. In such a call, of course, always get the worst thoughts.

When he entered her sickroom, he found her in an armchair reading. “You’re feeling better again,” he exclaimed honestly pleased. “I felt good in the morning too, do you think I drank your champagne mix? I took refuge in the clinic with your insidiousness.” The man’s features derailed. He was incapable of replying. In his excitement he had not noticed a gentleman enter the room. He put his hand on his shoulder and said coldly, “Mr. F., I arrest her for attempted aggravated assault.” Her wife dumped the champagne into a flower vase and we were able to quickly prove the highly effective poison. “