There were four of them, not counting the twoshe'd already encountered. As one, they stopped dead and stared at her."Holy fuck Vance," said the oldest...of the newcomers, addressing hisquestion to the bearded giant. "Who is that?" Say hello to Tiffany, boys," replied her captor. "C'mon honey, don't beshy," he said to the maid, beckoning her forward. "These men are thirsty -especially old Patrick there, if I know anything about him."She did as she was told, offering them a glass each from the. “Why didn’t you ever let me know you were there?” I asked.“I’m not sure Brian. I guess I always felt horrible for how I let them treat you and your Father.” he said.“Is my mother still married to Richard?” I asked.“Yes she is, a useless man to say the least. They still live with us after all of these years, neither have a lick of ambition.” he stated.“I’m sorry sir, I really had no idea.” I answered.“I know you didn’t son.” he responded.We exchanged cell phone numbers and I promised I would. We arranged for a visit in a few days.Hilda was an attractive, though certainly not beautiful, woman about 40. She had long blond braids, blue eyes, and sparkling teeth in a nice smile. Good complexion so she didn’t wear makeup. Just what you’d expect in a German farm woman. Her snug jeans and sweater made it clear that her 5’6” body was built solidly with high and large breasts and only enough of a waist that you knew it was there. She was not fat, just sturdy, showing her farm heritage.I. Electric shocks wentthrough me. Every nerve-ending reacted to her touch. She kneaded mybreast as she sucked. My breast! Not my breast-form! My breast! How canI describe the feeling of having your breast massaged for the very firsttime? Your nipples engorging and growing and becoming as hard as stone?I wasn't in shock, I was in ecstasy. She swapped to my other nipple andthe euphoria doubled. Then I felt her penis probing at my vagina. Irolled her over and moved down her body until I took her.