"Ooh, we did it in the stairwell, standing up. And afterward, he came inside me." Cornelia's voice sounded a bit strained.
My uncle's caressing and the memory of f*****g the postman excited her greatly. "You horny b***h" my uncle gasped and put his face back between her legs.
"Do I have to take you more often to keep my hands off other men?" My aunt laughed.
Her voice sounded even more trembling now as she asked him to lick her well. Manfred massaged her buttocks and then also pulled out the piece of cloth between her buttocks to stroke her in between.
"Oh yeah, you haven't done that for a long time," moaned Cornelia and now pushed a pillow under her belly so that her bottom was up. Manfred let go of her for a moment and rummaged in one of the drawers of the night table.
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