Notgeile Einsame deutsche Milf bestellt sich einen Hump Sklaven [8 min]
Warning: Explicit Content Ahead
Now, listen up, you wicked little deviant. I’m a German MILF with a taste for the hot, and I’ve got a job for you. You watch, I’ve got a hankering for some great boobs, and I ain’t talking about no B-cups. I’m talking about something monstrous, something that could fill a bucket. And I want you to find me one of those, pronto.
You heard me right, you scrawny little weasel. I want a shag slave, and he better have some serious milk bags. I don’t care if he’s got a face like a week-old fish, as long as he’s got the goods. And I want him delivered to my castle in Bavaria by this time tomorrow. I’ll even throw in a few extra gold coins if you can find me a double D or bigger.
The Search Excites
So you went out and hunted down the biggest rack in all of Germany, did you? Well, good job, little man. I got here and he’s just as beefy as I’d hoped. But let me tell you, even with a shape like that, he’s got the personality of a doorknob. No matter, I’ve got other ways to keep him in line.
I strip him down, leaving him with nothing but a breasts of tight leather pants that are struggling to contain his jumbo chest. He’s got these eyes that just burn with hunger, and I can’t help but feel a little gift. “Well, what are you waiting for, boy?” I say, kicking off my heels and straddling him like a horse.
The Ride
He’s giant, all right, and he fills me up good. But it’s not just about the size, it’s about the way he moves. He’s got this rhythm, this romance pulse, that’s just driving me ardent. I wrap my legs around him and grind myself against him, screaming out his name like it’s the only thing I’ve ever needed.
But it’s not just about the ride, it’s about the after. I slide off him and collapse onto the bed, exhausted but satisfied. He looks at me with those hungry eyes and I know that he’s not done yet. I lean over and whisper in his ear, “You better make sure you leave me satisfied every time, or you’ll be waking up in a prison cell.”
The End
And so, my little friend, that’s the end of our little escapade. I hope you enjoyed the story, but I’m afraid that’s all I’ve got for you today. But don’t worry, I’m always in the market for a good time, so who knows, maybe we’ll cross paths again someday.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a castle to run and a intercourse slave to enjoy responsibly. So, until next time, stay shapely, my friends.
