The weather was beautiful sunny and in the eighties and there were many people in Cologne of all nationalities. Of course I had to sample all the loca... vino and though I,d never been a real fan of the g**** I did enjoy the varieties and enjoyed them even more when a pair of local sisters Ava and Ingrid got friendly and started going round to the various bierkellars in Cologne with me. Ava was the typical teutonic statuesque blonde with big tits, flaxen hair and blue eyes while Ingrid was dark. "Where's Mr Abbassi" I asked. "He's gone to visit family in Pakistan" "Are you his daughter" "Yes" "I see" She smiled. She had large brown eyes-framed by charcoal makeup, she wore a tight black t-shirt, and she had thick glossy black hair that flowed down to her lower-back. My eyes wandered along the shelves of wine, as I was reading the back of a bottle she came from behind the counter and started rearranging items. "Do you get bored being in here all night?" "Yes. But no one else will do it". You need to letthe cock know you're happy it helped you."She started to sexily stride across the room. The strapon swung backand forth with her hips. She smiled as Jenny's eyes swung in time withthe bulbous head. She purred as she got close. "Look it likes you.Kiss it and tell it how much you want to suck it."Jenny did. She leaned forward and kissed the tip. She was confused,but knew that her Mistress was showing her how to earn her freedom. Shethought she at least understood how to stay. Thewoman spread her legs and shook her backside at theunseen cameraman. Still hiding her face, she beganto dance to some music that began to play. Scottdidn’t recognize the tune but it sounded pretty old. “This is pretty lame.” Scott thought as hewatched for a few minutes. He’s seen better stuff onHBO and considered getting another tape.Wondering at the same time why anyone would havebothered saving such a film. He was about to hit the rewind button on theremote when the brunette spun.