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’Irmgard had steered them out of the awkwardness of talking sex. She, like Stefan, was primed and ready to engage in it wholeheartedly.They moved smoothly into a progressively heating up kissing and touching. For the first time, Irmgard’s hand stole down Stefan’s side to gingerly touch his cock. He resisted the temptation to press it into her still open hand. Instead, he began to make love to Irmgard’s firm shapely boobs, telling her how sexy they were. As he kissed his way down her neck and shoulder, he asked to be shown how she wanted them loved.And she did. With Stefan’s head clasped in her hands, she guided his lips. First, around the contours of one boob, then down the gap between and deep into the pit of her arms. Finally, when Stefan’s lips closed over an areola and nipple, her hands pressed harder, and her voice urged him on. ‘Oh Stefan, yes! Suck me! Bite my nipples! Yes!’ With Irmgard pressing his mouth to her tits, Stefan’s hand closed over her pussy. As one probing finger.

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