Richtig ekligen Fußpilz.Wären da nicht meine lieben Kolleginnen. Alle, wie schon gesagt ausnahmslos attraktiv. Allen voran: Meike Müller, sozusagen... mein lebendig gewordenes Beuteschema. 1,65 groß, ständig gebräunte Haut - auch im Winter, ein volles C-Körbchen, kurze rote Haare und ein so perfekt geformter Arsch, das ich allein geil werde wenn ich sie schon nur von hinten sehe wenn sie noch ihre Jeans an hat. Mit ihr habe ich mich schon öfter vergnügt. Sie ist der Typ Frau, die genau weiß dass. "Nina unbuttoned my shirt and then as she crouched down to undo my trousers I slipped off her t-shirt, revealing her chocolate brown shoulders. Once she'd finished undressing me she dropped her skirt to the ground to reveal that what I thought were tights were in fact sexy stockings going two thirds of the way up her thighs with the suspender straps going to a lacy belt around her waist, the white of all her lingerie contrasting beautifully with her dark skin. She undid the suspender straps and. "You do believe me don't you Mr. Lucky?" We walked carefully down the slick bank he had no doubt she would kill him if he tried to run. The sound of the water rushing over the rocks grew louder as they moved under the bridge right down to the edge of the water. "Far enough Brady boy." Reaching around him, she grabbed his crotch."Figures, fucking Brady boy special – mother fucking 5 inch cocktail wiener," she hissed at him. She pulled his briefcase from him and tossed it up higher on the bank.. Complete with glue and instructions.“The heavy box had a brand new Ampeg 18 inch woofer. At least I think it was new ... it could be a factory re-cone.“Tommy ... you’re a wizard! Where’s my portaflex?” I started looking around. “There you are ... Bobby? Gimmie a Philips ... No?”“You need to look.”“What’s to see ... it’s screwed on.”“Take off the top and have a look see.”So ... to humor him, I unclipped the top. It didn’t take long.“My God, Bobby ... those aren’t screws ... those are.