Erotic Picture Stories

"Money really seems to corrupt a person's character!" says BERND sarcastically. "Your sugar daddy supplies you with money from his pouch, and you use the contents of my "pouch" for your sexual pleasure!"
"But you enjoy your part of the bargain, or am I wrong?" Following a sudden urge, ELISABETH is standing in front of him without her skirt or panties. "Come on!""But only under protest!" BERND runs his fingers through her bush of pubic hair. "I always get a few of these into my mouth when I lick you out, I enjoy doing it because I love you!"

BERND kneels in front of her, and his tongue pushes its way into her moist slit.
"Ooooh!" cries ELISABETH in delight. Whereby it's not clear if she is referring to what he's doing, or if it's the contents of his present which she has just opened: expensive sexy underwear. "You're really a treasure!"
ELISABETH quickly fetches his pecker out of his pants, and notes with satisfaction that it's already getting ready to perform it's "marital duties" in her. "You know how much I like you too, and now I'll show you how much by giving you a blowjob!"

"Just as long as you don't take a bite out of my prick!" gasps BERND as he watches his hard-on disappearing inside her mouth.
"But don't suck too hard, it would be to your own disadvantage, unless you don't want to be fucked today!"

"What gives you that crazy idea?" ELISABETH takes his prick out of her mouth, turns around and bends forward. Then she pulls her cunt-flaps apart. "This is where I want to have it! I only blow your cock to make you randy, and not because I want you to squirt your spunk too soon!"

"In that case, let's stop wasting any more time!" BERND raises one of her legs and guides his erection into her eager cunt.

"That's typical!" moans ELISABETH! I wasn't expecting anything else from you! You refuse to get into bed with me, because my old etch also sleeps there, and so you fuck me in every other place, but not where it's most comfortable!"

"Frequent change is good!" replies BERND. "Whether on your feet, or over the kitchen table, it's all fun!"

"I don't mind change in the least!" moans ELISABETH. "But a kitchen isn't what I consider an ideal place to fuck a woman, whether over the table or anywhere else! Why don't we go into the living-room, for example?"

She lifts a foot and places it on the small serving table. "The table in the living-room is much bigger, plenty of room to have a hot roll!"

"Why so much bellyaching today?" Opposed to her, BERND is perfectly content. "Surely it's more important how well a woman gets fucked, and not where!"