Today is the day part 3

“Not so impatient, little lady!” “Harald softly replied, and for a little while continued to sip the sweet, juicy flesh of her southern pair of lips until Isa was only a whimpering, sobbing bundle, which threw his head on the pillow, and whose beautiful eyes swam in tears. And when Harald finally had a look with her and with his tongues pointed more and more circles around the now highlyexplosive nod of her clitoris, Isas sighing and whimpering went into a hoarse wheezing and panting, which announced her now unstoppable orgasm orgasm.

Then Harald’s swift tongues had to touch the sweet pearl only briefly to satisfy Isa’s hot longing. The explosion of their lust was discharged in a bright, long drawn cry. Her excited little pussy twitched uncontrolled and batted Krausnick’s lollipop in a swirl of oily nectar.

The sight, the smell and the taste of her bliss were almost breathtaking. ‘My God, how these young things can fall and enjoy the sex!’ Shot it through his head, and his masculinity under the impression of so much unrestrained pleasure in his senses urged him to bite himself in Isabel’s steaming Fickfleisch.

Harald could only master his lustful lust, but instead of rushing impetuously and like a wild beast on his still defenseless and breathless playmate, he lay down beside her, stroking her tenderly, giving her the time to her orgasm process.

Isabel’s reaction proved to him that this procedure had been true.

“That was fantastic, Harald!” “She said as she looked at him,” I’m not going to tell you anything, “she said,

“And you the most beautiful and charming girl under the sun!” Replied Harald, moved. “I … I …” His voice stopped.

“Well, tell it already!” Isa encouraged him with a smile in which all the tenderness of the world seemed to lie.

“I love you, Isa!” Finally burst out of him, and any further word would have been superfluous and unsuitable at this moment.

“I love you too, Harald!” Isa replied sadly. “You’re a wonderful man, I just wish we could have a little more time!”

“Let us take the hours we still have!” Gave Harald a sigh, but his face graced this mischievous boyish smile that Isa loved so much about this old boy. “You had talked about a certain position, the sight of which has already made me horny as a puberty teenager!” Now I will finally try to see if the famous sixty-nine is actually as sharp as ever. “

And how awesome this position was!

Krausnick almost lost their senses, as Isa’s splendid, juvenile-tight ass, like a rosy-white full-moon, pranced over his face, while her sweet little Schmollmund spoiled his manliness with the most refined and exquisite lollipop. Fortunately, he had already ejaculated this very evening, that evening, otherwise he would have come back!

However, Harald was not tired of bothering with Isabel’s feminine delicacies. His fingers had spread her pussy wide, so that she offered herself to his lustful eyes and greedy licking tongue like the flower of a large pink pansy, whose bittersweet nectar simply tasted the professor’s taste. And whenever his tongue danced on the merry-beard of her clit, Isa had to let Krausnicks go to the crack of a hard latte, whimpering and wheezing her nameless lust. She groaned damn horny, made no secret of her sensual pleasure, which not only flattered Harald’s ears, but also his male ego.

He loved this little melodic but sweet song of unrestrained ecstasy. This was something quite different from the very pressed and reserved sounds which Hilde, who, unfortunately, had been struggling for consistency in every situation, had offered him during the thinly sown intercourse of her long-term marriage.

“Oh, Harald, it’s nice how much my pussy tastes like you!” Isa sighed for a moment. “But now I will finally fuck and feel you in me … very deep and firm … please … please!”

Harald was also very fascinated by this directness of the little ones. Hilde would never have dared to address such an outrageous demand to him in bed, and at the same time to use the action word f in her eyes. That would have been absolutely unthinkable!

Harald had no objection to meeting Isabel’s wish immediately, for his stiff cock was longing for Isabel’s moist, sweet love to finally be explored from within. “Okay, Isa,” Harald agreed, smiling, and gave his sweets a strong slap on the shapely ass, which they amused with an amused: “Well wait, you bitch!” Acknowledged

But then Isa climbed elegantly from him, but only to climb his stately body again.

“Oh, yes, that’s cool!” The professor groaned in a less academic language, as Isa swung himself to his abdomen to put his relatively short, but rather thicker pint in the lousy shell. She turned her lovely front view, and as the damp heat of her excited sex clung firmly to her penis, Harald gave a deep sigh and reached upstairs to play a little with her small, firm breasts.

Krausnick’s groans grew a lot louder as Isabel began to ride with slow, rhythmic movements on the bumpy spine of desire, which was sticking to the testicles in her delicate, sensitive girl’s meat. “You’re so hard and fat!” Isa shouted with admiration. “You make me so happy!”

Krausnick’s groans grew a lot louder as Isabel began to ride with slow, rhythmic movements on the bumpy spine of desire, which was sticking to the testicles in her delicate, sensitive girl’s meat. “You’re so hard and fat!” Isa shouted with admiration. “You make me so happy!”

“And you … you’re so wonderfully wet and tight!” Gave Krausnick no less enthusiastic. “It’s nice in you, Ohhh, baby, jaaa, go faster! Geile, jaaa, keep going … aahhh!”

In fact, Isa had clearly increased the pace of her fast-paced performance, and the bright, jaw-dropping sobs. Who acoustically accompanied the hot dance of their greedy Vötzchen on his thick asparagus, also increased Harald’s lust into the immeasurable. “My God, as the little one went away,” shot him through his head, as he looked up to her, and saw her heated cheeks and her husky, whimpering and whimpering mouth.

At the moment, however, his tear-streaked eyes, wide-eyed in the ecstasy of ecstasy, were most fascinating at the moment. Krausnick instinctively recognized that his sweetness was unstoppable, and as the suspicious tingling in his noblest parts became more and more intense and urgent, he did something he’d been dreaming of for months: with nimble fingers he began wilder and wilder On his cock, to tickle the soles of her feet resting on either side of his body.

He did not know why, since his youth, he had been driving on pretty, naked women’s feet, and although this inclination might be a bit strange, he could and did not want to change it. Isabel also had two very particularly sweet, small, and graceful treads. Which Harald had already made at the beginning of their acquaintance. The high-heeled straps of sandals, which the girl used to wear during the summer months, had done a great deal to bring out all the beauty of these enchanting walking tools in an almost provocative manner.

Even his Hilde had had very wonderful feet, and that she at least liked to let Harald rattle and knead this evening on the sofa for hours, and even kissed and licked it extensively, had consoled him of her other prudery, and probably his marriage The innocent spleen had tolerated at least these innocent spleen, because he evidently also gave Hilde quite pleasant feelings, even if she had never really let that be noted.

Isa, on the other hand, showed some things, and had no doubt that Harald’s little Macke was greatly pleased with her.

“Aaaahhh, you dear, sweet, crazy guy … haaaachhhh … mmmhh, jaaaa, is that wonderful! Do not stop … please do not … jaaa, tickle faster!” She cried, and that in a phonetic strength that almost frightened Harald. In the next moment, Isabel’s hot-boiled helix seemed to be exploding. She pulled herself together uncontrollably, opened herself, and batted Krausnick’s woolly-looking stand in a swirl of slippery morsels. The severity of her orgasm also carried Harald away with him, and with a gurgling scream he sprayed the slimy stream of his sperm deep in Isa’s violently twitching lap.

When it was over, Isa coughed sobbingly and uncommonly in his arms. He stroked and kissed her until the roaring chaos of her senses had calmed down half-way again.

“That was megageil!” Sighed Isabel. “Really the most beautiful fuck of my life, but how did you get the idea to tickle my feet just before the orgasm, that was really wrong, I had never had such a horny finish!”

“Well, I have a soft spot for pretty women feet!” Harald gently replied, “And you have two very cute specimens, so small, delicate, and velvety soles, I could not resist!”

“But Harald, you do not have to apologize for that!” Isa replied with a happy chuckle. “Do you think you’re the only foot fetishist in the world, I’ve had a friend who was particularly keen to lick my feet before, can you imagine?”