Those nextfew moments would rush by very quickly.Mrs. Dietel began to gently manipulate the wet lips of her sex, movingthem back and forwards with one...hand. The other hand pinched a nipplebefore firmly grasping a breast in a full hand. She was makingpleasure noises, mainly for my enjoyment, I was sure. “I need yourbig fucking cock, Michael.” The right hand worked upon her sex movedand the tips of her fingers rotated over the sensitive spot of herclitoris. Her bottom and hips. "I've seen you on the train, haven't I?"She made no reply. She looked confused and maybe even scared.I extended my hand. At first the gesture seemed to be completely lost on her, but after a long pause she dropped her right hand into mine (leaving her left hand incongruously parked under her chin) and gave me by far the feeblest handshake I have ever encountered. Her hand was so small, even childlike, that my engulfing hand seemed enormous; and when I let go, her arm fell limp by her side. The. More

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