He refilled his mom's goblet for the forth time this day.She smiled as to say thank you - starting to consider a drunken stupor to be acceptable to th... throbbing horniness that still exists within her. If there was not the danger of her husband coming home to catch his wife of twenty one years humping the bedpost, she might have put some serious consideration into a good bawdy masturbation session.Doris broke out into a hearty laugh, picturing her husband standing open mouthed seeing his wife. " Well let's show Alex where his lady love is sitting and confer withhim," I added.Alex returned with two pairs of handcuffs and dressed in a pair ofchinos, a polo shirt and deck shoes. "I surmise I have some baggage tocollect at your house Marti? You look like Marti, but you sound like herbrother-in-law Tommy. Your sister Millie sounds like Jimmy as well." I am Jimmy, Alex, we got morphed by our loving wives and left underBettina's thumb. We have to stay women to win a bet, but Bettina. Infact, there were no horns, or car alarms, or voices, or even the sound of carengines or fire. The ominous glow made it seem like there should have been afire, though. There weren't even any animals around.?Come on, let's go see what happened and if we canhelp.? said Sally.Though I started down the hill with my two friends, Iannounced ?I don't know, this seems so weird. What would other cars being doingway out here anyway? Why are there no noises??The hill was steep and we had to almost climb. “You have such a delightful cun ... fotze, Hannah,” I whispered in her ear, remembering just in time the German word that she had first taught me.“I love you fucking my fotze,” she whispered back. “Oh, yes, right there, that’s so good.”“How do I say ‘come’ in German?” I asked. “Do you want me to come inside your fotze again?”“Wichse,” she replied. “And yes, please wichse in my fotze.”“Maybe I can lick and taste your fotze, too,” I whispered. “Lick you and finger you, taste your sweet juices.