“I woke up this morning in a strange room. When I got out of bed, I realized I wasn’t wearing a thong like I always am. I was wearing a pair of gr...nny panties. I haven’t worn underwear like that since my mother bought my clothes. I noticed all the furnishings in the room looked new, but old fashioned. I went and got a paper and its Thursday November 21, 1963 here, and I’m in Dallas Texas!”“Really? That means JFK will be assassinated tomorrow!”“Yes, and I can go see “Cry of Battle” and “War is. I see a shine on the tip as a bead of pre comes forth before he suddenly plunges balls deep inside. I squeeze the medical bed & arch my back trying to press against him further as I feel the shape of his head & all the veins of his rod inside me. I let out a soft moan before he stuffs my panties in my mouth telling me to be quiet or we'd be caught. He starts humping me & I begin to hear a solid thud which I realize is coming from his large ballsack hitting the bed as he pounds me. I feel my. I quietly told Barb, We have an audience. Her head was turned toward the east on the blanket and had been watching the other couple and said simply, I know. I hadnt even looked in their direction and when I did I saw that the woman was sitting up, cross legged on their blanket facing directly toward us, watching pretty intently. Her man was lying on his side facing us, left elbow on the blanket, head resting on his hand. He looked like he may be partially erect. Still fully erect, I squatted. ?Aber sicher?, erwiderte sein Onkel.?Komm her?, sagte Rolf zu der Sklavin gewand.Gehorsam legte sie ihren Lappen zur Seite undkam auf den Knien zu Rolf gekrochen.Direkt vor ihm kniete sie sich hin und setztesich auf die Fersen zur?ck. Die Knie schulterweit gespreizt, die H?nde imNacken verschr?nkt und den Blick gesenkt nahm sie vor ihm die vorschriftsm??igeStellung ein.Rolf sah sie sich nun genauer an. Schlank,schon fast zierlich gebaut hatte sie ziemlich kleine Titten ? h?chstensK?rbchengr??e.