A visit to the cafe

When I am on the way in the city, I see the most different looks
coming towards me.
Some shake their heads. Maybe because my rouge is too red,
or the eyeliner is too clear.
Or maybe the skirt is too short and the legs are too sexy.

And so it happens that one or the other man looks after me a little too excited.
looks after me.
I know, there Mutti becomes restless. The looks of the wives are then usually something
angry to pissed off.

In the meantime, I have imposed my own rules of decency on myself.
For example, I no longer go out on the street with skirts so short that my panties can be seen.
panties can be seen.
And I never go to a café without panties.

Once a woman at the next table actually recognized that I was without panties under my skirt,
that I was under'm skirt without and said quite loudly:

"That you're a shaved bimbo, but not everyone must be able to see,
who is not interested! And what you have between your legs,
is also a strong piece!"

How right she was. This "piece", as she called it, had already had many an
exhausting, but also beautiful night of love...

"Sorry!", I said quickly and pulled my extremely short, horny skirt at least for appearance a little bit.
But I had no chance at all to correct the mishap.
That I would still sit down somewhere today, I had not considered when dressing
in the morning.
I became a little embarrassed and tried to find a solution.

From another table, a handsome young man called out:
"I don't really mind the view. I could think of worse things."
"Well what, young man?" the woman sneered.
And he:
"Well, for example, if she were sitting here without anything and hot...! That would be awesome!"
I smiled at him. He came over and sat with me.

"Don't burn your fingers on the street whore!" the lady nagged
and gave me a contemptuous look.

This was getting too silly for me and I just pulled my skirt up
again a little higher.
I took out my makeup bag and drew me lipstick, rouge and
Eyeliner with relish after, sharpened the lips and distributed the lip gloss provocative
slowly on my mouth.

My new friend looked already quite horny. I was also quite different.
My hormones stirred violently and I would have loved it without hesitation
with him at the table.

"This is like a whorehouse here!"
The woman was meanwhile bitterly angry. Probably she feared the
worst. And she was not entirely wrong.

I mustered up all my courage and unzipped the pants of the man sitting next to me.
Zipper and grabbed him in the pants.
Quickly I had his meanwhile already quite wet glans in my fingers.
And when I'm ready, there's no stopping me....

He moved very close to the table and moaning put his hands in front of his face.
I massaged him the good piece and soon it twitched in his crotch
violently. He had his first orgasm made by me.

Visibly embarrassed, he took my hand out of his crotch and looked around,
if anyone had noticed anything.
The lady shook her head and moaned:

"Like a****ls, so no!"
I licked my hand and she suddenly quieted down. She shifted back and forth on
back and forth in her seat, resisted her feelings a bit more, and then grabbed
then grabbed her own skirt.
She had suddenly become horny herself and I think she started to finger her
Fingering her pussy.
I watched out of the corner of my eye as she pleasured herself, because
finally, a pleasurable shiver apparently came over her.
She twitched and shook herself slightly, like someone who is just trying to cover up a climax.
trying to cover up a climax.

When she realized that I had overheard her secret, she turned bright red.
She tossed a bill on the table, grabbed her purse, and left, embarrassed
embarrassed, but hurriedly, like a caught thief quickly away....

So much for the "decency" of "decent" people.
We are all just people. One more, the other less.

I was now also no longer to calm down. My tail was stiff and I
whispered my new acquaintance my further idea for the day in the ear.

When he realized that he had a woman with that special something in front of him, he was no longer averse to e*****ing me home.
He paid; even for me along. Like a real cavalier.

We set off and walked closely embraced to my home.
There we had an incredible evening and an even more incredible night.

I showed him all my beauty, because I made up on 'really sexy'
and put on my highest heels and appropriate 'bedding', that is to say
provocative lingerie on.

In this night he took me then, however, also everything at strength and we did to us
each other every nice surprise.
I had given everything I was capable of and he also gave all his effort,
so that the sex between us two beauties could be like the seventh heaven.
could be.
And so he fell asleep only after several climaxes completely satisfied in the
Dawn.

I lay in his arms and gave it to me once again extensively with my
biggest dildo.
Yes, he had a cock that did not fill me completely.
But that was totally o.k., because it was wonderful with him.

With the last twitch of my clit and the last drop of my juice on
my thigh, I finally fell asleep satisfied and overjoyed.


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