This was because I had quite a big house and my balcony looked out over my whole village. You could sit on there for hours and just watch the firework...s… It is amazing! The first year we were together with our other friend Sally and the year after that we were together with Valery. Probably a dream for Mark, being with 2 women on Independence Day…. But nothing happened on those nights, we were young teenagers who did not drink alcohol, smoke or did anything stupid. We were wallflowers and just. .. Master...” The answer was a husky whisper.“And that I can do anything I like with you?”“Y-yes... yes... Master...”“Show me the bottom I shall thrash, slave.”Again there was a momentary hesitation, an obvious summoning of will. Then Carlotta knelt, put her nose to the carpet and turning her hind quarters towards Quentin, raised them high, thighs parting. The obligatory slave posture.Magnificent, thought Quentin. Quite magnificent. This young Creole girl had a body as good, if not better,. .genau zwischen die Zehen!!!!!“Michael konnte ein Schmunzeln nicht unterdrücken.„Gehts?“„Ja, ehhhhh....fuck, aber dass so was auch immer mir geschehen muss...“Daniel maulte noch etwas vor sich hin und Michael holte derweil schon mal das schwerze Etwas aus dem Boden. Es sah aus wie eine TV-Fernbedienung...etwas dicker vielleicht.Michael war enttäuscht, er hatte mehr erwartet. Daniel riss ihm das Ding aus den Händen und kam dabei auf die Stopp-Taste. Ein irgendwie elektrisches Knacken ging durch. But my own hand would have to do.She opened her eyes at my movement and licked her lips as she saw my cock flashing in my hand. Her fingers moved faster, and she cried out that she was going to cum. I tried not to close my eyes, watching instead her beautiful face with quick glances to the road. She cried out and her leg shot higher, her foot pressing against the windshield. She was cumming and I could actually see her pussy clenching in the fading light. She pushed a finger into herself.