Carefully I lick lightly over her clitoris


It was Sunday morning and Madame Sandra had asked me to help her decorate the shop window. She had chosen lots of lingerie and wanted to bring it into the window with my help, but I meant:

"Watch out for Sandra, less is sometimes more. Which is your most expensive part. ... That's the suspender corset with the peacock pattern. It's incredibly expensive and I haven't sold one yet, so it's just dead capital at the moment. ... OK, Sandra. You immediately put on one and meanwhile I decorate a part in the window. ... Yes and the other things? .. They sell themselves, but the shopkeeper you sell only so. Let me do it quietly."

I emptied the whole window and draped the luxury corset in the middle on a golden cloth. Meanwhile Sandra showed herself in the luxury part without panties. I then asked her to wear the matching thong and took several photos of her with a digital camera. I print it out big and put it in the shop window. To match this, I direct the spots individually onto the pictures, so that the corset remains in semi-darkness. Then we have to wait and see. It takes barely half an hour and several ladies are already standing fascinated in front of the window. We blink carefully through the curtain to look. That's right, there's a super-woman almost at the door. In order to see her better, I open the curtain a little further and am seen so promptly by her. Smiling she blinks at me. Sure, that I smile back. Then she drives the tip of her tongue over her red lips and closes her eyes. When she looks at me again, I let the tip of my tongue flicker clearly. For barely a minute she stands up to his business and is greeted by me.

"Hello, my dear, nice that you are so interested in this exquisite luxury lingerie. ... Yes. ... I think it will crown her magnificent figure perfectly. ... Yes. ... Sandra, would you please take over the lady? ... Oh, I thought you would serve me. ... First I have to ask the boss. ... Madame Sandra, the lady would like to be served by me. Is that OK? ... Madam, would you like the complete service? ... Yes, I gladly take everything the Lord can offer me. ... And why? What can he do better than me than his boss? ... I think everything, because he is a man, but I have also nothing against it from you both completely to be served!

Then she whispers something quietly into Sandra's ear and Sandra nods over clearly and then closes the shop door. The customer immediately understood this sign and begins to undress. She puts her actually quite nice lingerie discreetly on an armchair and then sits down, only dressed in stockings and pumps, in another armchair and scrambles for cigarettes. Galant I hand her one and also light her up. If I look at her right, she's really a super-woman. Long dark hair, a really sweet face and a class chassis with two good airbags that can stand free and shake nicely. How would these lovebirds wiggle when she rides me, I think, when I undress too. Now we both step in front of her and I take off Sandra's dress and then she stands in front of the customer in the luxury corset. I stand in front of her and my dick stands too. He stands tightly in front of this luxury part. Since Sandra no longer wears a thong, my stiffener stands nicely in front of her open cunt and Sandra pulls me to herself. Soft, almost graceful, my fucker glides tightly into her pussy and we hug each other. Laughing brightly, the customer applauds us.

"So dear ones, now I would also like to put on my corset and then it can start with pleasure. I'm already very excited about the men's service!

Sandra takes now a suitable size and holds it before the lady, while I have to hook again. But when I am finished, Sandra at least left me one leg, so that I can now fasten the stocking hem to the suspenders very carefully. Thereby I have a good view on the fine pussy of the lady who has cut herself a cute little triangle into the equally black pubic hair. Tenderly I stroke the fragrant soft hairs and enjoy the hearty sweet woman's scent, which flows from the already abundantly swollen labia. A longing look upwards, grants me a charming smile and a good view of her so freely standing wiggle tits in a luxury corset. When I nodded to her, she immediately understood. With her fingers she pulls her labia far apart and I can fully see into her magic cunt. Rosy bright, with a blood-red rich clitoris and almost flooded by fragrant cunt juice.


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