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Next morning saw them leave. They climbed abord their yachts or left by helicopter, their new prizes in tow. Some very careful left the shipment to Le Patron, for a considerable fee of course. Caro sent a long sad look to her friends she would never see again. She was dead tired as she had spend the night lying atop her owner, her wrist bound behind her back and his penis in her mouth, with strict orders to bring him off orally when he would have a hard-on during his sleep. This had happened twice that night, forcing her to strain her head uncomfortably as she worked on his erection until he finally emptied his tiny load. By now she automatically had swallowed the sprinkle. The good thing was that he was too spent in the morning to make any further use of her body.
"Aah ... aah ....mmh...mmmhh .... ah ... ah ... oh ... oh ... oh ... oh ... more ... mmmmhh" Back in Berlin Thomas was happily screwing his new girl, a well-shaped brunette with long hair and an uninhibited desire for his sexual administrations. After the mysterious disappearance of Caro he had tried to follow her traces, only to run into dead ends. The police turned out to be disinterested, mildly suggesting that she had found another lover. In the end the gave up, finding another willing partner for his demanding prick. Only briefly he thought of the writhing body of Caro as the girl below him shook and shriek under his unrelenting thrusts.