Janice felt her heart thump, and she stammered out, ‘What do you want?’ ‘I’m sorry if I startled you,’ the man said in a pleasant baritone v...ice, ‘but I wonder if you could help me? I’ve misjudged the tide and I won’t be able to get back to the mainland for hours. Could you give me somewhere to sleep?’ Janice realised that the Spring tide, driven by the gale, would have covered The Strand joining the island to the mainland sooner than normal. She felt a bit sorry for the man and said, ‘You’d. “There you go,” he said, also switching to English.“Thank you,” I whispered. I released his hand, then bolted out of the beer hall. A chorus of cheers erupted behind me.- - - -“Fräulein, is this man bothering you?”Yes, his accent was distinctly American. And no native German uses the term 'fräulein' to refer to a young, unmarried woman anymore, at least not in Berlin.The expression on Herr Richter's face changed, but he didn't let go of my arm.“He's my boss,” I whispered, letting context say. ”She wanted so badly to tell him to go fuck himself.She stood up and looked over at the pool area. There was a full blown fuck fest orgy going on. The smell of sex was in the air. This was mixed with the sounds of grunt, groans and moans. f******n women were offering and using every part of their bodies to give pleasure to ten men. The men for their part were armed with oversized, rock hard cocks seeking a place to deposit their sperm. Unless the film crew and the photographer were asleep or. “Oh, you’ll be touching me alright” she smiled back at him.From the desk she got another big dildo and a large vibrator along with a set of nipple clamps.Vanessa placed the clamps on her nipples, turning them extra tight, almost flattening them.She hissed when she was done and moaned “god, sometimes pain can be such a turn on.”Pulling the clamps a few times, stretching her tits she pushed her knees together and groaned.“Oh I am so fucking horny” she said as she straightened and grabbed both.