Valentine finds a lesbian Paradise for her 23rd birthday at Valentine's Day in my sex studio A friend of me celebrates her birthday at Valentine's Day, soon she shall be twenty-three Lesbian longing for big BOOBs and secretly submissive, I decide to fulfil her dirty dream Exactly at that time my friend Camila from Chile will visit Amsterdam with her mom and s*s Sexy surprise in my sex studio above my exclusive erotic shop for only lovely looking ladies Super BOOBs at all three very firm all natural! Six big breasts to suck such a sexy Paradise All three only know her from some photos I provided, from reading my many sexy short storiesNice shy slim blonde beauty sweet submissive slave, tasty tiny tits, teen-like trained body Decide together how you will take her together or in turns, I will retreat to operate cameras Right at that moment she rings twice at my door as I instructed her, two Lauras and Camila openAre you our Valentine's Day sexy surprise present from Professor Peter? We warmly welcome you! Laura Seniora takes her coat, asks in Spanish Laura Juniora to take care of it, walks her upstairs Experienced seductress she is, so she takes the lead in conquering our guest to their three's tasteSlowly walk up the stairs please dear, let me have a good look at your movements my maiden slave Behind my big bottom my dods will try to get a glimpse of you taking those steep steps to the studio I feel very excited with six sexy eyes fixed at my looks from below at the centre of …
Sex Studio Secrets #18: Susanne-1
Sweet sexy Susanne seduces me at my sex studio, sent by her siblings to invite my Petra to a party My love life is full of sexy surprises like last Saturday when Susanne rang the secret code to my door I only open for friends and the exclusive clientele of my sexshop for fine kinky lovely looking ladies Susanne introduces herselfI'm the youngest sibling of Quirine and Rose-Anne, friends of Petra! Terrific tasty teen so to see: even dressed in her wintercoat I can tell she is a slender cute beautyEnter my paradise, pretty lady! Susanne smiles, steps inside into a complete new world for her Really enormous eyes she has as she sees all that exciting erotic equipment at the shelves of my shop Please allow me to take your coat sweet Susanne, I invite you with me to my private quarters upstairs Every inch a gentleman I galantly let you take the stairs first, an old habit women wore long dresses Tasty tight bottom hiding in your jeans, I like the way you move! You must be very sensual, isn't it? Extremely erotic indeed, just as the girls told me from the stories of Petra, as in a French boudoir Red vervet and mirrors everywhere! Isn't Petra here? I have an invitation for her from my siblings! My dear, sorry to disappoint you, Petra is out! And as always I have no idea when she will be back! Extremely nice to invite her! Please leave her a message or just tell me the idea, is there a party? Expert in good guessing you are Mister Peter! Indeed a party soon for the birthdays of those …
Foreshadowing: A Night To Remember
I have a little dirty confession to make. The Château le Comte is the scene of one of my oldest, almost compulsive and permanent erotic fantasies. I remember a stifling summer day, just a few months after I turned sixteen. In spite of the glaring sun and the heat wave my girlfriends and me would walk around the city during the weekends to celebrate our freedom and spend some money we have gained out of our temporary jobs. Our lean, blossoming bodies, flowing summer dresses and short skirts on the border of propriety attracted the appreciative male gazes. We basked in the attention and ran our tongues over the melting surface of our ice creams cones, pretending to be oblivious of the passion we stirred. One of our favorite destinations was exactly the Château le Comte. We'd stand outside and gape at the magnificent building that stood out against the hovering skyscrapers. Even at that hormonal age in which our sensuality was waking up and we were making our first insecure steps on the road to womanhood we seemed to harbor typical girly fantasies. During that summer those wet dreams were all set there, at that unreachable castle. When we would gather at my house for a sleepover party I suggested that we dressed in the sexiest underwear we had and tell each other of our naughtiest daydreams related to Château le Comte. At first the girls got a little embarrassed and even claimed that the idea was stupid. Finally they agreed, albeit reluctantly. I could tell they were curious …