I walked over to him, and held out my hands properly.“Vladyka, bless!” I requested.He made the sign of the cross over my upturned palms, and I kis...sed his hand.“The Lord bless you, Stephen.”“Your Grace, this is Jeri Lundgren, one of our programmers.”“Bless you, Jeri,” he said.“Good morning,” she said quietly.I could tell she was nervous, but we’d talked this through on the drive from Hyde Park. Jeri had been raised Lutheran, but had only attended church on Christmas and Easter. This was. The fuckee becoming the fucker. Shoving upwards as he pulled down. Slamming together. Quickening everything. Until he pulled her hard into him, his cock as deep as possible to release his built up semen.He growled.She wailed. “Joe!”Moments later they laughed as Chandi set her beautiful, exotic face against his chest, hearing him and feeling him get his breath back and his heart slow.“Miss me much?” Joe grinned and gently lifted her head so they could kiss.“Too much,” she pouted, kissing him. Big tits, little tits. Blond wispy pubes, bright strawberry patch. It was always a bone popper whenever I saw them sleeping together. I walked in one time to find that they had fallen asleep in the 69 position. They had their arms wrapped around one another’s hips with their faces turned slightly so one of their cheeks cuddling the others pussy and pubic hair. I was torn that day between standing there and taking in the view or sliding around and slipping my erection into the closest. Dezember und noch dunkel, da es ein Samstag war lag ich noch in meinem Bett und schlief als es an der Tür klingelte. Mum und Marianne waren schon unterwegs und ich wollte eigentlich gar nicht aufstehen, doch es klingelte immer wieder bis ich mich doch dazu entschloss zu Tür zu gehen. Als ich verschlafen und nur mit T-Shirt und Boxershorts bekleidet öffne, stehen zwei Polizisten vor mir.Sie fragten mich, ob ich Jan Steiner bin, worauf ich nervös antworte: "Ja, hab ich denn was verbrochen?" Mit.