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Wir Wöllten Nur Reden (We Wanted Only to TalkPeople will normally try to avoid going to the post office, but, that little orange sticker that says you missed a package makes it a whole different story. Fortunately, the post office is only a few miles from my house. Unfortunately, the line was almost to the door. I knew I was in for a long wait, so I pulled out my phone, and checked the recent status updates. Looking up every so often to move with the line, I apparently lost track of what was going on, because I heard a familiar voice say, “Reading anything interesting?”I looked up, into Hannah’s radiant blue eyes. I wasn’t unhappy to see her; I just hadn’t expected to. “Hey, you,” I responded. “I was checking InstaTweet while I was waiting in line to pick up my package,” I said, flashing the orange ticket. “What are you doing here?”“Forwarding my mail. I’m staying at the Tokyo Hotel for a while. As a matter of fact, if you want to come by after you’re done here, I’ll tell you the whole story.”Since I didn’t have anything else planned, I figured, why not? Surveying the line, I saw there were still about ten people ahead of me, so I expected a good hour-long wait. “If you don’t mind me showing up in about an hour, then, yeah.”“That’s fine,” Hannah said, smiling. “I’ll see you then. Room 483.” Watching her walk out the door, I couldn’t help but notice a slight wiggle in her hips. I dismissed it, and went back to reading an InstaTweet post about one of the presidential candidates making an ass of himself. This wasn’t newsworthy, as it was the third time he’d done it that week. Keeping one eye on the line, I finally got to the counter. I traded the ticket for the package, and left. I knew it hadn’t been an hour, so, the question was whether to show up early, or go home and take a shower. I chose the latter. I went home, took the world’s fastest shower, changed into a modest buttoned shirt and slacks, then headed over to the Tokyo Hotel. The place was designed to look like an old Japanese temple. It had started to rain by the time I got there, so, I ran through the monsoon, to the front door. I entered, and had the option of taking the stairs or the elevator. I chose the stairs, because, I figured, it was only four floors. After the second floor, I wished I had taken the elevator. I made it to room 483, slightly out of breath, to find the door partially open, but with the Do Not Disturb sign on the door. “Hannah?” I called out to the open room. “I’m in here,” she said. I pushed the door open to find her sitting on the bed, wearing one of the hotel bathrobes, designed to look like a kimono. It was cute on her, but, I had the fleeting thought of wondering what she was wearing underneath it. I walked in, the door automatically closing behind me. “Sit down,” she said, more a request than a command. I went to sit in the chair adjoining the small table, but, she said, “uh-uh”, and patted the bed next to her. I rose from the chair, and walked to the bed, sitting down next to her, remarking to myself how comfortable sakarya escort it was. Over the next 15-or-so minutes, I listened to her talk about how her boyfriend didn’t seem to be attracted to her anymore, how it had been nearly three months since he had done anything more than kiss her. I had been in that situation before, so I understood. They got into a big argument about it, and she left, to give him a chance to miss her. I leaned over to give her a hug, and, when it was finished, she sat back up with me, and leaned down, laying her head on my chest. I scooted forward, then leaned back, pulling her closer.“Do you think I’m attractive?” She asked, somewhat unexpectedly.“I don’t think I should need to answer that, but, since you asked, yes, very much.” I pulled her a little closer, and kissed the top of her forehead. “I’m glad,” she responded. “I wanted to make sure that it wasn’t me.”“No, it’s not” I replied. “Did I ever give you reason to think otherwise?”“Of course, not. I just didn’t want to believe that only one man could be attracted to me. Sure, I get hit on at work, all the time, but, it’s pretty much just been men old enough to be my father, or, in one case, my grandfather.”“I’m definitely not *sharp inhale* that old,” I said.During this exchange, she rubbed my chest gently, then slid her hand in between the buttons on my shirt, rubbing my chest underneath it. As she did so, she grazed my nipple. I don’t know if she remembered or not, but, that’s the quickest way to turn me on, hence, the sharp inhale. She, apparently, caught it, because she asked, “Oh, did you like that?” and grazed my nipple again. Another sharp inhale. She removed her hand from my shirt, and started unbuttoning it. Pulling the shirt from under her head, she moved over to suck my nipple, and rub the other one. Needless to say, I was already rock hard. She moved her hand from my nipple to my lap, and noticed that. She began rubbing my crotch slowly, while increasing her sucking pressure. Moving away from my nipple, she undid my belt, pants clasp and zipper, pulling out my cock. Kissing her way down my stomach, she kissed the head of my cock, then took it in her mouth. She seemed to enjoy what she was doing, because, after a few seconds, she began moaning around my cock, and, a few seconds later, had the whole eight inches down her throat. The back of my mind noticed that she didn’t gag, even a little bit, even after beginning to move her head up and down, taking it out of her throat, and putting it back again. I reached over to rub her back, and she shifted positions, so she was lying across my lap, never taking my cock from her mouth. I rubbed down her back, over her ass, where I squeezed it, outside her bathrobe. I spanked her a bit, and she yelped, cock still in her mouth. I did it again, and she yelped again.I returned to rubbing her back and ass, as she fucked my cock with her throat. While continuing her throatfucking, she reached over, and began squeezing and rubbing my balls. I started to feel the familiar adapazarı escort tingling at the base of my sack. “I’m going to cum, if you keep this up,” I said, breathlessly.Apparently, she took that more as a challenge, than a warning. Fondling my balls, she took to coming all the way off my cock, with just the tip in her mouth, then slamming it all the way back into her throat, at a surprisingly rapid pace. After about thirty seconds of that, I had reached my limit, and began shooting my cum. As soon as the first volley entered her mouth, she sank her mouth down on my cock, and let my load slide directly down her esophagus, into her stomach. In fact, the feeling of her swallowing triggered a mini-orgasm, which sent another few squirts down into her belly. When, at last, the flow ceased, she came up off of it, licked it, and swallowed again. Then, without a second thought, she leaned up and kissed me. I don’t mind the taste of my own cum, so I kissed her, back, without reservation. I sucked on her lips and tongue, and even ran my tongue along her teeth.After this, I knew it was time to return the favor. I rolled her onto her back, and undid the belt to her bathrobe, my earlier question being answered; she was naked as a jaybird under that robe. I rose from the bed, and walked around the other side, to where she lay, expectantly. Leaning down, I kissed her lips, then began a trail of kisses that led down around her collarbone, and across her chest. My destination was her wonderfully large breasts.I kissed nearly every square inch of her ample bosoms, stopping to suck on her nipples for a while. Her moans indicated her enjoyment. Once I was satisfied that I had fully pleasured her tits, I continued kissing my way down her stomach, and across her pubic mound. Dragging my tongue along the crease of her pussy lips, I felt her hips buck slightly. Sliding my tongue between her folds, I found her clit pretty easily, as it was swollen and protruding. Every time my tongue touched her clit, I could hear her sucking air through her teeth, and moaning.At that moment, I set down to put in some serious work. I pulled her labia apart, and dipped my tongue into her already-wet pussy. I slid my tongue inside her, and licked around the walls. Coming back out, I licked all around the outside of her lips, kissed her mound, then dove back in, focusing my attention on her clit. I sucked on it, to increase the sensitivity, and swatted back and forth with my tongue. “I’m cu-, I’m cu-, I-I-I…AHHHHHHH!” Her hips bucked hard into my face. I clamped down on her clit, and held on through the ride. Slamming two fingers into her pussy, I felt the unmistakable contract-and-release of an orgasming vagina. I sawed my fingers in and out, while lapping her clit. Even before coming off one orgasm, she started a second one, bucking, moaning, and occasionally cursing. I fingered her sopping wet pussy faster and faster, triggering more orgasms. I knew what I had to do. I released her clit from my mouth, and pulled her legs sakarya escort bayan back as far as I felt comfortable. I pointed my tongue, and, without warning, shoved it deep into her asshole. She made a noise I don’t think I’d ever heard before, somewhere between a squeal, a scream, and a moan. I began eating her ass in earnest, while, reaching around her leg, rubbing her clit with my thumb. This set off a new series of orgasms, and, I had to hold her hips to keep them still. I fucked her ass with my tongue, pushed it in deep, and sucked on her hole. I never knew she liked butt play that much; I’d have to remember that, if there’s a “next time”.I let go of her, took my mouth from her butthole, and stood up. I looked down at her, and, all she said was, “Fuck me, please.”Instant erection. I pulled her off the bed, turned her around, bent her over so that her top half was lying on the bed, and sank all eight inches into her, in one motion. She moaned, long and low, and began bucking her hips back at me, trying to get me to fuck her. I let her do the work for a bit, watching her adorable ass coming toward me, then moving away again. I took over the thrusting, holding her hips while I pounded her pussy. In a shaky voice, she said, “Fuck me harder, baby. I’m gonna-, I’m gonna cum!” Then, she did. I continued fucking her pussy, and noticed that, on every out-stroke, wetness followed me. She must have squirted. I wanted her to do it right, so, I redoubled my efforts. Pushingup against her ass to change the angle, I aimed my dick at her g-spot, and thrust rapidly. When I noticed her cumming again, I pulled out, and she shot a stream of liquid onto my cock, balls, and got some on my legs. She still wanted more, and, the earlier orgasm caused an increase in my stamina, so, I laid her back on the bed, on her back. I held her legs, and drove my cock back into her pussy. I felt the tip of my dick hit what had to be her cervix. When I made contact, she groaned. I sawed in and out of her pussy, making sure, occasionally, to hit her cervix again. After a few more minutes of this, she came again.Words failed her, as the orgasm took control of her higher brain functions. I could hear her trying to talk, but, all she could get out was, “Schrei!” I kept my efforts going, but, I want sure how much I had left, until she reached up, and began playing with her tits. The sight of her squeezing her massive melons was more than I could take.“I’m gonna cum; where do you want it?”“Breathlessly, she responded, “I want it inside me! Cum in my pussy! I want -, I want your, your…” With this, she trailed off, and had another orgasm. That was all I needed. I came so hard, it almost took me off my feet. I slammed into her, and, because she was in the middle of cumming, her cervix was wide open. I deposited my load directly into her uterus. In hindsight, that may not have been the most responsible thing to do, but, my brain had disengaged. We both came down off our orgasms, and regained our breath. I helped her reposition herself on the bed, and crawled up next to her, holding her. She settled back into me, and we lay together in silence for a few moments. I was the first to break the silence. “Still questioning your attractiveness?”“No,” she responded, “but, I know what to do when I am.”

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