Some of you may know I am of German heritage and speak an acceptable amount of the language to get by, although I will be re telling this sexy story i...n English to prevent any confusion. After some in initial stuffiness from Mila and Tobias we were happily toasting each other and Tobias thoughtfully ordered a very expensive bottle of Champagne to let us loosen up even more. After a short time Mila offered her apologies and said she was heading back to their room as she was feeling light headed. Rocking back and forth, some up and down motion, and I was more than ready to cum. But she would have none of that.She pulled out once again, and plunged me back into her pussy. This time, she did not stop, encouraging my load. When I finally began to cum, she sat down hard, all her weight was on my groin. Not only was I cumming, but I could feel her orgasmic contractions. I could feel her cervix moving around and over the head and shaft of my cock. This motion brought me to an even larger and. Her pink tongue flickered out to lick greedily atthe last small golden drops at the bottom of the ladle. The guard helpfullymoved the scoop of the ladle so that she could tongue it thoroughly, insideand out, generously allowing her to lick up every bit of urinary goodness. Her parched throat opened up, wateredback to life by the brackish fluid. Her bloodshot blue eyes fixed obsessivelyon the bucket of life-giving liquid as the guard swirled the ladle aroundin it suggestively, lifting a. As I moved towards her love spot while kissing, her waist and butts started responding. Her body was arching while she was trying to hold my head with her hands – she wasn’t stopping me from kissing but she would hold my head tightly as she was getting aroused. This was the opportunity – I unbuttoned her shorts. I had thought that she would resist this. Surprisingly, she raised her hips as I pulled down her shorts. She was wearing a soft cloth lacy kind of panty – white in colour. It was a.