Word has gotten around in my village a long time ago about what I do in my free time. But the fact that the fathers are already ringing my bell with whose sons I have fun is the big hit! I was expecting Carsten and suddenly Mr. P. rings at my door. Of course I open it in a lovely dream in white with suspenders and everything that goes with it. Oh my god I thought. He also knew exactly what had happened to his son so far. How am I supposed to behave? I was even a little ashamed of him. But I know from his son that he has a decent pipe in his pants, which Carsten has always been a bit jealous of. So I let it happen and got involved with him. You can't imagine how it went. He was really greedy. I don't think he was allowed to fuck and cum on his wife for a long time. Since what had properly accumulated when he burst his sperm bomb