The wedding celebration was in full swing, and the bride's parents had paid a lot to marry their only daughter. They could also afford it, not only did they own the factory in which half the village worked, but actually almost the whole village belonged to them.
Corinna, the bride looked breathtaking in her dream of tulle and silk. Very different from the fourteen-year-old girl I knew from our short school days together. I was madly in love with her, the girl with the long brunette hair, which she usually tamed with a rubber band, the perky bangs that almost came to the eyes, with lips that I had loved to kiss. At the time, however, I was too shy to speak to her, and when I found out that she did not dislike me either, I had long since lost sight of Corinna because of my lap of honor in the seventh. How often did I think of her when at night my hand slipped into my pajamas, my fantasies that belonged to Corinna ran away with me.
And now she is sitting, now bleached, a beautiful, desirable woman of 25, across from me, at her wedding to which I had invited myself; Fortunately, due to all the hustle and bustle, nobody noticed that one guest was more present than planned.
There was a lot of drinking that day, the first alcohol-related slips and failures occurred relatively early, actually only I stayed true to my line, sat in front of my Coke. I wanted and had to stay sober if I wanted to carry out my plan.
My eyes did not deviate from Corinna. When I saw her today, I realized that I still love her - the unreachable; she didn't seem to know me anymore, which seems obvious, due to the twelve-year difference since seventh grade and her glamorous career as a party mouse that rushed through the jet-set beds. She looked wonderful; In my mind I took off her wedding dress, kissed her delicate skin, admired her wicked underside, which I imagined in a white corset and suspenders. I noticed how there was already a riot at the sight of them, with my wild fantasies in my pants, that my blood throbbed in a very exposed place.
It had to be done today. Tomorrow everything would be too late. Forever. The customs in our little village in the Allgäu would be by my side, and even almost legalize my project. I just had to find the right moment, it should come very quickly. At an advanced hour each of the wedding guests was allowed to invite Corinna to dance, the opportunity I was waiting for.
It was a slow dance, our bodies came close, as close as I could not imagine in my wildest dreams. I felt her breasts rise and fall in time with her breathing, I think she too had to feel that something in my pants rose again.
"You are one of the few who are not drunk today," Corinna acknowledged my abstinence from alcohol. “How I hate these characters”. The opportunity was there. "Please come out in half an hour," I asked her. “I will kidnap you if you want to, in order to satisfy the custom. Or should the alcoholic oaks do it in there? That's why I stayed sober. And I have a big surprise for you ”“ I'm curious about that, ”Corinna replied. “Well, in half an hour”.
Corinna was on time. “It's getting worse and worse in there,” she said happily, escaping the hustle and bustle. “Nobody noticed anything. What you up to?" “First away from here. Come on". I gallantly held the door of my convertible for Corinna, got in myself and accelerated. I wanted Corinna, who apparently trusted me completely, as far as possible from our little village, where, if the kidnapping were noticed, they would have found her within a very short time. Munich was my destination, I had booked a hotel room there, where we would hardly attract any attention from the crowds. Somehow I couldn't help but believe that Corinna was not wrong in escaping the wedding party. During our trip to the state capital, she seemed to trust me more and more, we chatted away from the liver. “You, tell me,” she said at some point, “I've been thinking about where we know each other from. It is so that we know each other, right ”. “I'll tell you when you reach your destination,” I consoled my passenger. “That's the surprise”.
We finally arrived in Munich and drove straight to the hotel. The car disappeared into the underground car park and the 'Do not disturb' sign was hung in front of our room. Corinna and I were alone. "So who are you?" Corinna urged. “Seventh grade,” I began my riddle, “but we were only together for a year. I did a lap of honor ”. “Let me think about it ...” she replied. ".....that is impossible. Rudiger. Are you Rüdiger? " "Right. I was madly in love with you back then. I would have given my life for a moment like this. Unfortunately I was too shy to speak to you ”. “And that's why you're kidnapping me today,” she chided with a laugh. Away from my beloved husband, away from the wedding party. Do you actually know that you weren't exactly unsympathetic to me back then? And today to see you again. Just in time. Thank you". "For what?" “I want to explain that to you. My husband's parents and mine have business relationships. Through our marriage, the companies should merge with one another and gain greater market power. An IPO is planned. There is no love behind our marriage, it is pure business thinking ”. Sobbing, she threw herself around my neck. I took her in my arms, felt her delicate, highly erotic body, even closer than during the short dance in our village. comforting my hands caressed her hair, her tears wet my neck. How I would have loved to have her to myself at this moment, felt her nakedness, brought her to ecstasy. I didn't want to take advantage of the situation, a situation in which she would certainly have thrown herself on my neck, but we would both have regretted it afterwards. I left it
It took Corinna some time to recover, until we both found each other hand in hand on the sofa. She wanted to stay here for at least a day, to gain some distance. With wise foresight I had packed some clothes in her size, her eye-catching wedding dress would have been too eye-catching even here in Munich.
Corinna threw herself over the clothes she had brought with her, undid her veil, let the wide-flowing dress slip from her body. She looked wonderful in her white lace lingerie, the suspender belt that held the white nylons that made her slim legs even more beautiful. The mere sight of her almost innocent half-nakedness was enough to get my blood pumping. "Do you like me?" She asked with a seductive look. Who would have answered this question with a `` no ''? Corinna was beautiful and with every second I noticed her beauty more intensely. "Do you want to open my bra?" She asked with a ptovoco-wicked smile that almost drove me crazy. Her body snuggled up to me again, I felt her delicate skin on mine as I searched for the tick with my hands, but she clung to me in a completely different way. When I comforted her, dried her tears, it was a rather accidental touch, but now she seemed wanted, seductive; just as wanted as the gentle kiss on the cheek that she gave me when I finally opened the tick and the last piece of fabric that covered her wonderfully shaped breasts fell to the floor. The kiss on the cheek turned into a tender, wet, deep kiss. Our lips touched for a long time, our tongues played with each other. Tenderly, almost seeking protection, her body snuggled up against mine, her hand slipped into my pants, controlled what effect it had on me. Her slender fingers in my pants triggered an explosion of senses in me. it was a more casual touch, but now it seemed wanted, seductive; just as wanted as the gentle kiss on the cheek that she gave me when I finally opened the tick and the last piece of fabric that covered her wonderfully shaped breasts fell to the floor. The kiss on the cheek turned into a tender, wet, deep kiss. Our lips touched for a long time, our tongues played with each other. Tenderly, almost seeking protection, her body snuggled up against mine, her hand slipped into my pants, controlled what effect it had on me. Her slender fingers in my pants triggered an explosion of senses in me. it was a more casual touch, but now it seemed wanted, seductive; Just as wanted as the gentle kiss on the cheek that she gave me when I finally opened the tick and the last piece of fabric that covered her wonderfully shaped breasts fell to the floor. The kiss on the cheek turned into a tender, wet, deep kiss. Our lips touched for a long time, our tongues played with each other. Tenderly, almost seeking protection, her body snuggled up against mine, her hand slipped into my pants, checked what effect it had on me. Her slender fingers in my pants triggered an explosion of senses in me. that covered her beautifully shaped breasts fell to the floor. The kiss on the cheek turned into a tender, wet, deep kiss. Our lips touched for a long time, our tongues played with each other. Tenderly, almost seeking protection, her body snuggled up against mine, her hand slipped into my pants, checked what effect it had on me. Her slender fingers in my pants triggered an explosion of senses in me. that covered her beautifully shaped breasts fell to the floor. The kiss on the cheek turned into a tender, wet, deep kiss. Our lips touched for a long time, our tongues played with each other. Tenderly, almost seeking protection, her body snuggled up against mine, her hand slipped into my pants, controlled what effect it had on me. Her slender fingers in my pants triggered an explosion of senses in me.
I enjoyed her skin, her gentle touch, her kisses. Her fingers closed around my hardening, began to massage her gently, while her second hand was about to open my pants completely, to free what had been slumbering for a long time, but had just been brought to full life. My giver of joy almost jumped out of my boxer, her hands caressed, ensnared him, I felt high up on a crest of waves in the vast ocean of lust.
Corinna knelt in front of me, began to play with me with her soft, velvety tongue, let it slide up and down on my trembling, twitching mast, included my glans, which was almost dark blue, in her game, flicked the foreskin ligament. A ball of fire raced through my body, setting an inextinguishable conflagration in it, hot flames of perfect lust blazed in me. Again and again her eyes gazed up with relish, her tenderness became wilder and wilder, the speed with which my blood rushed through my body higher and higher.
"Come on", she asked me, .Layed on the bed expectantly, let me take off her panties. Their paradise almost drowned me. Venus is clean-shaven, closely spaced labia, like a line, already slightly moistened with her glittering love liquid. I slid my tongue into their inviting moisture, separated the labia that separated their wetland from their surroundings, took in the scent of their excitement, savored their nectar. Corinna put her legs on my back, clamped my head between her slightly trembling thighs, showed me with a slight moan that she really liked what I had just started. Her moist fruit tasted wonderful, the slightly strawberry taste clouded my senses, her slightly sticky, shiny love liquid played with my taste buds.
"I want to feel you now," she demanded, I easily penetrated her, pulling myself back a little to push even deeper. Corinna enjoyed this game; it was a long time before I was finally deep inside it, seemed to fill it up completely. Light, gentle thrusts increased her lust, began to drive her into a state of complete ecstasy. Corinna's pelvis vibrated, her whole body began to rear up with relish. Hot breath came from her mouth, Corinna had to burn up inside with pleasure and excitement. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulled me close, kissed me, played with her tongue in my mouth while I kept the rhythm of my thrusts. Her moans became more hectic, louder, to a scream of complete pleasure. Her wetland had to be just before the flood warning, her love liquid just before it, to step over the banks. Her screams became louder, her movements more uncontrolled, her body was shaken, seized by an orgasm of unimagined proportions. Exhausted, she lay in bed, smiling happily and contentedly, pulling my head down to her for a long, lustful kiss. How far away the wedding party must be from her at that moment, all the people who had surely started to look for her, for us.
*
Like a couple in love we strolled through downtown Munich, arm in arm, laughing. How often did we stop, smile at each other, kiss each other. Corinna seemed as if a great burden had fallen from her, almost as if she had escaped a prison. We both knew, but we were careful not to say it, that our happiness would not be permanent, it was just borrowed happiness, limited to the short time until Corinna had to return, to do what the family told her to do. But we still enjoyed every moment that was granted to us, greedily absorbed every second we had, greedily, like someone dying of thirst the last drop of water in the desert.
In a small street café we enjoy the first rays of sunshine of the coming spring, our fingers played with each other like small, young snakes, never separating from each other. It was nice to feel Corinna's skin, just look at her, breath a kiss on my finger and press her soft lips.
Our way continued through Munich's shopping streets, her head rested on my shoulder, the scent of her hair caressed my nose, her exciting perfume seemed to rob my senses.
It was late in the evening when we returned to our hotel, from the anonymity of the Munich streets to the hustle and bustle of the hotel lobby. Exhausted fell on our bed, still arm in arm, still happy. Again our lips found each other, united in a tender kiss, longer and more intense than our short kisses in the streets. Desiring, desiring was the kiss that held our senses captive, demanding and promising.
It was there again, the unbridled lust for each other, the lust to feel the other, a lust that slumbered in us for over twenty years, now almost erupted like a volcano awakening to new life after years of rest. We fell on each other like starving predators on their victim, tearing our clothes off our bodies, Corinna's kisses were as sweet as freshly picked cherries, it was a pleasure just to touch her skin, her body, which trembled at my mere touch. My lips searched for her breasts, which rose and fell in time with pleasure, her nipples, whose heritage reflected Corinna's state of excitement only too well. Every touch of my tongue made her tremble, tremble. Her hands caressed my body, put me in a state of intoxication, gave me the erotic tingling of goosebumps. On my way to her Amazon delta, I enjoyed every square inch of her body, her delicate skin, enjoyed the slight moans that came out of her mouth, enjoyed her highly excited tremors and tremors.
It was like an explosion of the senses when my lips met their gate to paradise for the first time, gently asked for admission, parted their two gate wings, penetrated their flooded pleasure delta. Her hands sought support in mine, together we took off into our orbit around the planet of pleasure. Her moans turned into a scream, a whimper of pleasure, a complete excitement. "Let me feel you," she asked, a request that I was only too happy to comply with. I pierced her with the tip of my wife's pamper, slowly, millimeter by millimeter, almost drowning Corinna. Finally I was completely penetrated into her pleasure cave, almost felt how I filled it. Your intimate muscles wrapped around my love muscle, didn't want to miss anything from my gentle, loving thrusts, Corinna accompanied each one with a lustful, happy moan. Our lips touched, our tongues played with each other, danced in the tskt of excitement.
Almost at the same time our orgasms came, happy, silent d we lay together, waiting for the twitching to end in our most intimate regions, fell asleep happily, hugging each other.
Almost a week of lust and devotion, a week of happiness was bestowed on us, the sword of Damocles of separation always over us. We knew that Corinna had to go back to our village, following the dictates of the families. One day they would find us, one time they would knock, one morning on the door of our small, self-made love paradise, destroy our self-made happiness. At some point ....... But until then we, Corinna and I will be happy, live out and enjoy the happiness that we have been waiting for since our school days.
Corinna, the bride looked breathtaking in her dream of tulle and silk. Very different from the fourteen-year-old girl I knew from our short school days together. I was madly in love with her, the girl with the long brunette hair, which she usually tamed with a rubber band, the perky bangs that almost came to the eyes, with lips that I had loved to kiss. At the time, however, I was too shy to speak to her, and when I found out that she did not dislike me either, I had long since lost sight of Corinna because of my lap of honor in the seventh. How often did I think of her when at night my hand slipped into my pajamas, my fantasies that belonged to Corinna ran away with me.
And now she is sitting, now bleached, a beautiful, desirable woman of 25, across from me, at her wedding to which I had invited myself; Fortunately, due to all the hustle and bustle, nobody noticed that one guest was more present than planned.
There was a lot of drinking that day, the first alcohol-related slips and failures occurred relatively early, actually only I stayed true to my line, sat in front of my Coke. I wanted and had to stay sober if I wanted to carry out my plan.
My eyes did not deviate from Corinna. When I saw her today, I realized that I still love her - the unreachable; she didn't seem to know me anymore, which seems obvious, due to the twelve-year difference since seventh grade and her glamorous career as a party mouse that rushed through the jet-set beds. She looked wonderful; In my mind I took off her wedding dress, kissed her delicate skin, admired her wicked underside, which I imagined in a white corset and suspenders. I noticed how there was already a riot at the sight of them, with my wild fantasies in my pants, that my blood throbbed in a very exposed place.
It had to be done today. Tomorrow everything would be too late. Forever. The customs in our little village in the Allgäu would be by my side, and even almost legalize my project. I just had to find the right moment, it should come very quickly. At an advanced hour each of the wedding guests was allowed to invite Corinna to dance, the opportunity I was waiting for.
It was a slow dance, our bodies came close, as close as I could not imagine in my wildest dreams. I felt her breasts rise and fall in time with her breathing, I think she too had to feel that something in my pants rose again.
"You are one of the few who are not drunk today," Corinna acknowledged my abstinence from alcohol. “How I hate these characters”. The opportunity was there. "Please come out in half an hour," I asked her. “I will kidnap you if you want to, in order to satisfy the custom. Or should the alcoholic oaks do it in there? That's why I stayed sober. And I have a big surprise for you ”“ I'm curious about that, ”Corinna replied. “Well, in half an hour”.
Corinna was on time. “It's getting worse and worse in there,” she said happily, escaping the hustle and bustle. “Nobody noticed anything. What you up to?" “First away from here. Come on". I gallantly held the door of my convertible for Corinna, got in myself and accelerated. I wanted Corinna, who apparently trusted me completely, as far as possible from our little village, where, if the kidnapping were noticed, they would have found her within a very short time. Munich was my destination, I had booked a hotel room there, where we would hardly attract any attention from the crowds. Somehow I couldn't help but believe that Corinna was not wrong in escaping the wedding party. During our trip to the state capital, she seemed to trust me more and more, we chatted away from the liver. “You, tell me,” she said at some point, “I've been thinking about where we know each other from. It is so that we know each other, right ”. “I'll tell you when you reach your destination,” I consoled my passenger. “That's the surprise”.
We finally arrived in Munich and drove straight to the hotel. The car disappeared into the underground car park and the 'Do not disturb' sign was hung in front of our room. Corinna and I were alone. "So who are you?" Corinna urged. “Seventh grade,” I began my riddle, “but we were only together for a year. I did a lap of honor ”. “Let me think about it ...” she replied. ".....that is impossible. Rudiger. Are you Rüdiger? " "Right. I was madly in love with you back then. I would have given my life for a moment like this. Unfortunately I was too shy to speak to you ”. “And that's why you're kidnapping me today,” she chided with a laugh. Away from my beloved husband, away from the wedding party. Do you actually know that you weren't exactly unsympathetic to me back then? And today to see you again. Just in time. Thank you". "For what?" “I want to explain that to you. My husband's parents and mine have business relationships. Through our marriage, the companies should merge with one another and gain greater market power. An IPO is planned. There is no love behind our marriage, it is pure business thinking ”. Sobbing, she threw herself around my neck. I took her in my arms, felt her delicate, highly erotic body, even closer than during the short dance in our village. comforting my hands caressed her hair, her tears wet my neck. How I would have loved to have her to myself at this moment, felt her nakedness, brought her to ecstasy. I didn't want to take advantage of the situation, a situation in which she would certainly have thrown herself on my neck, but we would both have regretted it afterwards. I left it
It took Corinna some time to recover, until we both found each other hand in hand on the sofa. She wanted to stay here for at least a day, to gain some distance. With wise foresight I had packed some clothes in her size, her eye-catching wedding dress would have been too eye-catching even here in Munich.
Corinna threw herself over the clothes she had brought with her, undid her veil, let the wide-flowing dress slip from her body. She looked wonderful in her white lace lingerie, the suspender belt that held the white nylons that made her slim legs even more beautiful. The mere sight of her almost innocent half-nakedness was enough to get my blood pumping. "Do you like me?" She asked with a seductive look. Who would have answered this question with a `` no ''? Corinna was beautiful and with every second I noticed her beauty more intensely. "Do you want to open my bra?" She asked with a ptovoco-wicked smile that almost drove me crazy. Her body snuggled up to me again, I felt her delicate skin on mine as I searched for the tick with my hands, but she clung to me in a completely different way. When I comforted her, dried her tears, it was a rather accidental touch, but now she seemed wanted, seductive; just as wanted as the gentle kiss on the cheek that she gave me when I finally opened the tick and the last piece of fabric that covered her wonderfully shaped breasts fell to the floor. The kiss on the cheek turned into a tender, wet, deep kiss. Our lips touched for a long time, our tongues played with each other. Tenderly, almost seeking protection, her body snuggled up against mine, her hand slipped into my pants, controlled what effect it had on me. Her slender fingers in my pants triggered an explosion of senses in me. it was a more casual touch, but now it seemed wanted, seductive; just as wanted as the gentle kiss on the cheek that she gave me when I finally opened the tick and the last piece of fabric that covered her wonderfully shaped breasts fell to the floor. The kiss on the cheek turned into a tender, wet, deep kiss. Our lips touched for a long time, our tongues played with each other. Tenderly, almost seeking protection, her body snuggled up against mine, her hand slipped into my pants, controlled what effect it had on me. Her slender fingers in my pants triggered an explosion of senses in me. it was a more casual touch, but now it seemed wanted, seductive; Just as wanted as the gentle kiss on the cheek that she gave me when I finally opened the tick and the last piece of fabric that covered her wonderfully shaped breasts fell to the floor. The kiss on the cheek turned into a tender, wet, deep kiss. Our lips touched for a long time, our tongues played with each other. Tenderly, almost seeking protection, her body snuggled up against mine, her hand slipped into my pants, checked what effect it had on me. Her slender fingers in my pants triggered an explosion of senses in me. that covered her beautifully shaped breasts fell to the floor. The kiss on the cheek turned into a tender, wet, deep kiss. Our lips touched for a long time, our tongues played with each other. Tenderly, almost seeking protection, her body snuggled up against mine, her hand slipped into my pants, checked what effect it had on me. Her slender fingers in my pants triggered an explosion of senses in me. that covered her beautifully shaped breasts fell to the floor. The kiss on the cheek turned into a tender, wet, deep kiss. Our lips touched for a long time, our tongues played with each other. Tenderly, almost seeking protection, her body snuggled up against mine, her hand slipped into my pants, controlled what effect it had on me. Her slender fingers in my pants triggered an explosion of senses in me.
I enjoyed her skin, her gentle touch, her kisses. Her fingers closed around my hardening, began to massage her gently, while her second hand was about to open my pants completely, to free what had been slumbering for a long time, but had just been brought to full life. My giver of joy almost jumped out of my boxer, her hands caressed, ensnared him, I felt high up on a crest of waves in the vast ocean of lust.
Corinna knelt in front of me, began to play with me with her soft, velvety tongue, let it slide up and down on my trembling, twitching mast, included my glans, which was almost dark blue, in her game, flicked the foreskin ligament. A ball of fire raced through my body, setting an inextinguishable conflagration in it, hot flames of perfect lust blazed in me. Again and again her eyes gazed up with relish, her tenderness became wilder and wilder, the speed with which my blood rushed through my body higher and higher.
"Come on", she asked me, .Layed on the bed expectantly, let me take off her panties. Their paradise almost drowned me. Venus is clean-shaven, closely spaced labia, like a line, already slightly moistened with her glittering love liquid. I slid my tongue into their inviting moisture, separated the labia that separated their wetland from their surroundings, took in the scent of their excitement, savored their nectar. Corinna put her legs on my back, clamped my head between her slightly trembling thighs, showed me with a slight moan that she really liked what I had just started. Her moist fruit tasted wonderful, the slightly strawberry taste clouded my senses, her slightly sticky, shiny love liquid played with my taste buds.
"I want to feel you now," she demanded, I easily penetrated her, pulling myself back a little to push even deeper. Corinna enjoyed this game; it was a long time before I was finally deep inside it, seemed to fill it up completely. Light, gentle thrusts increased her lust, began to drive her into a state of complete ecstasy. Corinna's pelvis vibrated, her whole body began to rear up with relish. Hot breath came from her mouth, Corinna had to burn up inside with pleasure and excitement. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulled me close, kissed me, played with her tongue in my mouth while I kept the rhythm of my thrusts. Her moans became more hectic, louder, to a scream of complete pleasure. Her wetland had to be just before the flood warning, her love liquid just before it, to step over the banks. Her screams became louder, her movements more uncontrolled, her body was shaken, seized by an orgasm of unimagined proportions. Exhausted, she lay in bed, smiling happily and contentedly, pulling my head down to her for a long, lustful kiss. How far away the wedding party must be from her at that moment, all the people who had surely started to look for her, for us.
*
Like a couple in love we strolled through downtown Munich, arm in arm, laughing. How often did we stop, smile at each other, kiss each other. Corinna seemed as if a great burden had fallen from her, almost as if she had escaped a prison. We both knew, but we were careful not to say it, that our happiness would not be permanent, it was just borrowed happiness, limited to the short time until Corinna had to return, to do what the family told her to do. But we still enjoyed every moment that was granted to us, greedily absorbed every second we had, greedily, like someone dying of thirst the last drop of water in the desert.
In a small street café we enjoy the first rays of sunshine of the coming spring, our fingers played with each other like small, young snakes, never separating from each other. It was nice to feel Corinna's skin, just look at her, breath a kiss on my finger and press her soft lips.
Our way continued through Munich's shopping streets, her head rested on my shoulder, the scent of her hair caressed my nose, her exciting perfume seemed to rob my senses.
It was late in the evening when we returned to our hotel, from the anonymity of the Munich streets to the hustle and bustle of the hotel lobby. Exhausted fell on our bed, still arm in arm, still happy. Again our lips found each other, united in a tender kiss, longer and more intense than our short kisses in the streets. Desiring, desiring was the kiss that held our senses captive, demanding and promising.
It was there again, the unbridled lust for each other, the lust to feel the other, a lust that slumbered in us for over twenty years, now almost erupted like a volcano awakening to new life after years of rest. We fell on each other like starving predators on their victim, tearing our clothes off our bodies, Corinna's kisses were as sweet as freshly picked cherries, it was a pleasure just to touch her skin, her body, which trembled at my mere touch. My lips searched for her breasts, which rose and fell in time with pleasure, her nipples, whose heritage reflected Corinna's state of excitement only too well. Every touch of my tongue made her tremble, tremble. Her hands caressed my body, put me in a state of intoxication, gave me the erotic tingling of goosebumps. On my way to her Amazon delta, I enjoyed every square inch of her body, her delicate skin, enjoyed the slight moans that came out of her mouth, enjoyed her highly excited tremors and tremors.
It was like an explosion of the senses when my lips met their gate to paradise for the first time, gently asked for admission, parted their two gate wings, penetrated their flooded pleasure delta. Her hands sought support in mine, together we took off into our orbit around the planet of pleasure. Her moans turned into a scream, a whimper of pleasure, a complete excitement. "Let me feel you," she asked, a request that I was only too happy to comply with. I pierced her with the tip of my wife's pamper, slowly, millimeter by millimeter, almost drowning Corinna. Finally I was completely penetrated into her pleasure cave, almost felt how I filled it. Your intimate muscles wrapped around my love muscle, didn't want to miss anything from my gentle, loving thrusts, Corinna accompanied each one with a lustful, happy moan. Our lips touched, our tongues played with each other, danced in the tskt of excitement.
Almost at the same time our orgasms came, happy, silent d we lay together, waiting for the twitching to end in our most intimate regions, fell asleep happily, hugging each other.
Almost a week of lust and devotion, a week of happiness was bestowed on us, the sword of Damocles of separation always over us. We knew that Corinna had to go back to our village, following the dictates of the families. One day they would find us, one time they would knock, one morning on the door of our small, self-made love paradise, destroy our self-made happiness. At some point ....... But until then we, Corinna and I will be happy, live out and enjoy the happiness that we have been waiting for since our school days.
No comments:
Post a Comment