Kristine was just pure beauty. She had a body to die for and a face like an angel. Her voice was soft. But there was one reason why you left her. She was crazy. Every women has their own... view of the world. But hers was simply insane. And: The whole universe had to turn around her terrific body.
We where standing on a coffee table and she seemed to crouch in front of it. You stared at her beauty.
Kristine had black, shoulderlong hair with highlights. Together with her exotic, hazel cateyes and her full lips, you could fall in love instantly by just walking past her. She was wearing a bright red tanktop and it seemd that it was either very cold outside or she was way glad to see us. At least her huge breasts and errected nipples would confirm this thoughts. Her belly was bare and shortly under her bellybutton started the table.
"You two can come over to these three too" The two still didn't move. "I told you I wouldn't be this nice again." Before the two could react she darted her finger at one of them and squished him on the table. The other guy just looked up in horror and ran to the other guys.
This incident learnd us to obey to her orders. She wouldn't fuck with us for long.
"So you guys don't know who I am..." What should I do to you. Oh, now I know." She pointed at us. "Go into the box. I want to show you something." It wasn't like her first order. This time everybody reacted immediatly. As soon as all of us where abord she grabbed the box and placed us under the table on a pile of magazines.
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