Paul got me for the 3rd dance. I figured he’d remove my bra, which he did, besides, my panties covered very little anyway. As we dance, Paul whisp...red in my ear that my dance with Neil turned him on. He’d seen Neil reach under my panties. I told Paul that Neil’s fingers were exploring my pussy, I’d asked him to stop, but he just smiled, and whisper that he knew I didn’t want him to stop, and he was right. Neil kept working my pussy to a silent climax, one he felt and one I hoped no-one else. . I've never had any complaints." I like to check over every piece of merchandise myself..."The thought suddenly struck Lenny, if she were to get the job, if she were to become the woman whom this brute of a man would turn into the world's biggest star; then she would have to handle every situation with absolute poise.It was suddenly obvious to the shapely young blonde that this too was a test."I usually receive some form of remuneration..." she said coldly, backing away from the advancing. Next day, when I was preparing breakfast, she came to her kitchen and we said hi to each other. I was wearing a t-shirt and shorts. She asked me to remove my t-shirt and then I was sure to fuck her in my bed.After that, we exchanged our numbers and had regular kinky chats in the following days. She also sent me her private pics. She told me that she had not had sex for the last 2 years.I was sure then that she’s starving for sex and I need to act soon to fuck her. I asked her to come to my flat. We closed the curtains and sat all together in the giant arm-chair. Machteld and Mila each on a knee and Tessel on theirs.We started to giggle, hug and kiss more. All three showed signs of excitement. "Who is already wet, my dears?" we wondered aloud. More giggling, while we probed. "Hmmmm, our left and right middle digits taste delicious! Mila and Machteld got hot and wet. How about you, tasty Tessel, ma belle?"Tessel blushed and opened up even wider to let us try. "Oh baby, you taste even.
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