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I thought it odd at first, but it seemed to really turn her on, so with time I enjoyed our little role-play as well. We live about 200 km apart, it was summer and we were both curious. She squealed and whimpered, when she came, and stood there for a while gasping for air, the plug still inside her. I pulled up my skirt and she purred happily at the sight of my red bush. I pissed on her, and she swallowed it happily, as if she never did anything else.So we set up a date, a small town, about halfway between both of our homes. Without asking further, I pulled up my skirt and inserted the long icecream spoon between my legs. " I looked up and the teenage girls from the other table were giggling and whispering. "Wow, I did..." she started to say when I interrupted her harshly by aiming a spray of pee straight at her face. I wondered if her mind wasn't dirtier than she would let on, because now she was "in the mood" she didn't know any boundaries. She had a few clunky rings on her fingers and several bangles that clattered on her wrist.I took her in my arms and she leaned her head against my shoulder. We laid back into the boat, until we were all hidden inside it. A small pond was branching off there, and a few people were rowing boats on it. Wanting to enjoy the day, we took a boat and went out across the lake.

Finally, I decided to just wait and see what happened, but was resolved not to hold back. "You can have some pussy cream with your coffee," I laughed. She seemed to be more shy in real life than online. " she acted indignant, but didn't say anything else. " This was one of our fantasies, and Martina wanted to sink into the ground for shame while the waitress gave her best to act like she didn't hear any of that. Martina looked at me startled but I grabbed her arm and motioned her to fuck me faster, harder, mercilessly. I thought how this dirty submissive cow was finishing me off, how she did everything I told her to, how she revelled in obeying me and how I, and only I, could do that with her. The orgasms shook my body and I didn't even notice Martina pulling her hand back out.And I know about her fantasies with her friend Cora, or that she wants to be my slave. She had a beautiful, open laugh, and her face was so pretty I wondered why she put so much work into her body. The café had only a few other visitors, a few schoolgirls sat on a table across from us, and a couple seemed to be sitting inside. The waitress came up and I ordered a big sundae with cream and Cappuccino. I mostly do it myself, if I even have the time, so not very much. She moved them gently back and forth, going deeper inside.Should I just treat her like I did in the chatroom? Martina sipped her espresso and said she needed to watch her weight. And then I think of..." she paused when the waitress came to bring my order. "Do you even know how horny these thoughts make me feel? Her rings rubbed nicely at the walls of my vagina and she only stopped when her knuckles and thumb reached my labia.Martina smiled at me as she sat beside me and we tried without much success to steer in one direction. In school they all made fun of me because they're big like that. Finally we gave up and just let the boat drift across the water. And I was proud of them anyway." I fell quiet and laid my arm on her, reaching for her breasts.

Finally, I decided to just wait and see what happened, but was resolved not to hold back. "You can have some pussy cream with your coffee," I laughed. She seemed to be more shy in real life than online. " she acted indignant, but didn't say anything else. " This was one of our fantasies, and Martina wanted to sink into the ground for shame while the waitress gave her best to act like she didn't hear any of that. Martina looked at me startled but I grabbed her arm and motioned her to fuck me faster, harder, mercilessly. I thought how this dirty submissive cow was finishing me off, how she did everything I told her to, how she revelled in obeying me and how I, and only I, could do that with her. The orgasms shook my body and I didn't even notice Martina pulling her hand back out.And I know about her fantasies with her friend Cora, or that she wants to be my slave. She had a beautiful, open laugh, and her face was so pretty I wondered why she put so much work into her body. The café had only a few other visitors, a few schoolgirls sat on a table across from us, and a couple seemed to be sitting inside. The waitress came up and I ordered a big sundae with cream and Cappuccino. I mostly do it myself, if I even have the time, so not very much. She moved them gently back and forth, going deeper inside.Should I just treat her like I did in the chatroom? Martina sipped her espresso and said she needed to watch her weight. And then I think of..." she paused when the waitress came to bring my order. "Do you even know how horny these thoughts make me feel? Her rings rubbed nicely at the walls of my vagina and she only stopped when her knuckles and thumb reached my labia.Martina smiled at me as she sat beside me and we tried without much success to steer in one direction. In school they all made fun of me because they're big like that. Finally we gave up and just let the boat drift across the water. And I was proud of them anyway." I fell quiet and laid my arm on her, reaching for her breasts. "Hey Martina," I said and walked up to her as if we knew each other for years. The top was now semi-transparent from wetness and her nipples were showing clearly, which made her look even more appetizing. I pulled my fingers out and pressed both hands tight together, spread the thumbs apart and then shoved all eight fingers inside her.