Women's Shrovetide

 I've kept my promise and I'm on my way to Hit Pass.
You know i'm coming Are you really nervous? I ride the almost 300 km comfortably and wonder what will happen when I stand in front of you. I'll send you text messages on the way to see how far I'm still away.
SMS: Hello hot witch, would you like to ride something other than your broom? Another 150 km then there is something hotter!
Your answer: Hello hot head twists, I'm waiting longingly for you to show me what to ride on. But first you have to pull out my love balls with your mouth.
When I read your answer my pants bulge in the car and I have to concentrate hard. Then I come in, look for you in this mess. Then I see a sharp witch standing there, skirt, stockinged leg, green fishnet top that emphasize your breasts even more. I'm watching you.
SMS: Wow, do you look hot. Pull up your little skirt, I'll write to you!
But you're just doing it timidly, your thighs flash.
SMS reply: Where are you? Tell it to me!
SMS: Just turn around, I want to look at you from all sides.
You do it.
SMS answer: Show yourself!

I'll go out and write to you.
SMS: I'm outside, I lean 60 m to the left against a tree and wait for you! * Smile
You can't help telling your friends that you have to get some air!
I lean comfortably against the tree and look like a witch who takes my breath away and comes towards me.
We stand opposite each other, your hands with the velvet green gloves, cannot prevent us from getting an electric shock when we touch each other for the first time! We look deep into each other's eyes before we hug. And lips find each other, tenderly but knowing what we are doing.
I can feel your tongue wanting to touch mine. I open my mouth slightly and there is another electric shock. Our hands wander, feel what we have written to each other in countless chats. Our bodies, the contours. A little further away is a large building with a courtyard, we go there, want to be a little undisturbed.
We find a somewhat protected corner, our kisses get hotter. My hands cheekier. They caress your neck, wander over your shirt to your breasts. Where they stay. You gently push one down into your crotch. While the other caresses your already hard nipples.
I'm leaning on the wall, I've been fucking a white one with splotches of paint Jumpsuit on. Your hands slide over it carefully, you don't know how far to go. Because you are the faithful wife. But the charm of the unknown is stronger, you want to know whether it is as it is described. Your hand can feel my already hard cock. We kiss, you open my jumpsuit with your mouth and bend your knees, open my jeans that appear underneath. My pleasure stick jumps out of the tight string towards you. You caress your lips tenderly on the shaft and kiss him, then I feel your hot tongue on my glans. Your mouth picks it up, I feel the warmth and moisture. Wow, you turn me on, I'm just wax in your hands. "Yes suck me off" I breath towards you. Your sucking is getting harder and harder, you suck the first drops of pleasure into yourself, which makes you even hotter. I pull you up Turn your face to the wall. Caress your neck, kiss your neck and nibble your earlobe. My hands wander over your brush, massage them, slide on to your skirt. I push him up to my waist. Your tights are hiding your sweet secret. You don’t have panties on.
I carefully pull down your pantyhose. Get down on your knees too. You spread your legs. I see your clean-shaven pussy that is already shining and throbbing. My tongue slides through your peek and tears around your asshole. Your pelvis moves up and down. I tenderly lick the space between the back door to your damp witch's paradise. You moan. One finger slides into your bottom. I wax you with it while my tongue plows your wet labia. I'm trying your love juice for the first time. That makes me hot. I bump into a ribbon. Hmmm that would have to be the love balls. I pull on it with my teeth, pulling it out millimeter by millimeter, plop and then the first one is out. Your moan tells me how hot it makes you that I kneel behind you. I***** them off and push them back in! Your breath starts to speed up. Start pulling out again. But this time both. Push them both back in. Very effortlessly going because your love juice is already running long on your leg with lust. You finally ask me to slide my love stick into your hot hole. I pull out your love ball, stand behind you.
And push it into you until it stops. My hands slide under your shirt and get your breasts out of your bra. While I'm slowly sliding in and out, I twirl your nipples. My thrusts are getting harder and tighter I thrust into you as deep as I can! You moan whether or not someone hears it. We surrender and let go. Our lust for each other outweighs.
A bench stands a little sheltered. I sit on it, lean back, my love wand is upright. You lick off the juice and play with your tongue and mouth again.
Lift up your skirt and let only the tip part, your hot and swollen wet labia. Over and over again, please let it slide deep inside you, then you do it. So hot to feel your soft inside. Your heat, your wetness, you lean on my pelvis and start riding me. We moan and I feel your orgasm coming, your muscles cramp. Is it a great feeling to be ridden and massaged like this? “Let's switch,” I say. You lie down on the bench on your stomach, your bare buttocks flash out. I push the cold love balls into your hot hole. I then put my tail at your back door that is already completely saturated with your love nectar. I penetrate very slowly. You moan want to feel more! I push it in until it stops. Begin gently sliding in and out again and again. I feel the tight, it fills you. You cannot lie still, your pelvis rises and falls. Move a little in a circle.
I ask you where I should ******** my love juice ? You say you want to suck it all out. I'll pull it out before it's too late! You take a damp cloth and rub over it. Your hand massages my testicles while the other pushes my foreskin back and forth. You lick my glans I moan. Take your head between my hands And slide deep into your mouth. Again and again you feel the twitching your hand moves faster. I moan: "Now it comes" I shiver and inject my juice into your mouth. It doesn't stop, more and more runs into your mouth.
We get dressed, our tongues touch! We both know that it should only be once.
But can we withdraw from what we have experienced? We have to.
We go back to the others. Dancing together all evening, most of them already go, but we enjoy the time together.