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PART II. Mailman gave Marie a pen and held out a form for her signature.
"I wonder if he sees anything... No, he shouldn't." 
But she didn't know that for sure, there was nothing under her thin robe at all, and besides, she didn't have time to close it completely... Marie felt her pussy begin to burn. From the mailman's perfume, from his eyes, from the realization that she's standing in front of this guy practically naked, from the fact that she feels a chemical attraction to him.
Thoughts flashed through her head very quickly. "Maybe inviting him inside, finally feeling his touches, exploring movements of his cold hands on my waist, warm breath, lips, his cock..." Damn! Marie could feel the excitement that had been building up all this time from their every short meeting, all her fantasies about this mailman, that he must be thinking about her too, were now coming out, pushing all reasonable thoughts out of her mind except for the idea of being in his strong arms.
Closing the door, a few steps to the bedroom, almost uninterrupted at first slightly but increasingly persistent kisses. And then, going down her body lower and lower, between her thighs, Marie will make him taste how much he turns her on.
"Just disappear for the whole day in bed, let him lick and fuck me until forgetting my senses, making me squirm and cum from his tongue, fingers, hard cock, and tongue again..."
— Frau?.. — As through a cotton fog she heard the mailman's voice.
Marie looked up at him with a charming smile:
— It's chilly today, would you like coffee? 

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