She takes his hands, places them on her breasts, and encourages him to gently knead them. Bigger than she expected, and hard as a piece of steel. “And now? “Sören hasn’t been with a girl before,” Leif explains tactlessly, “you’re making him insecure.”
Sören turns red, jumps up, and tries to leave the room, but Astrid grabs his arm. They both embrace her warmly. Bloody adults! Would you join in?”
Johanna grins and nods. “I wonder what I’ll do next. “What shall we do with this handsome dick now? She grabs Sören’s head and pulls him towards her, “Don’t come yet, okay? After fifteen minutes, Johanna pulls away, “I think if we make them any hotter, they’ll burn the house down.”
Together they sit down on the armchair, Johanna across Astrid’s lap. Finally, she squats down in front of Thomas so he can unhook her bra. You won’t melt.”
“How long will you be?” Marie asks. Thomas had invited her over for two o’clock. Sören whispers to Astrid, “Is she really serious about this?”
“Let’s hope so!” she replies with a big grin.
