Hans-Joachim is not an uncommon name. Some of the conversation in this is set in a Caribbean nation. I’ve tried not to let the tone become too thic..., but I did try to flavour it out of wanting it to sound a little realistic in the reader’s mind. 0_o ***** Prologue – 1945, Schönberger Strand, Germany The little girl wandered in through the set of French doors at the rear of the house trying to be quiet in doing it. At her age, just turning the glass crystal doorknob had been a recent. John. She says, with no sleepiness left in her tone. Brooke turns to him, and runs both her hands down his chest, sliding her hands under his shirt, and scratching lightly at his abs. Groaning, he takes off his shirt, slowly kicking off his shoes, as he wraps one arm around her and pulls her close. Damned tease.. He groans, voice full of lust, after not seeing Brooke for 10 months. Barefoot and shirtless, he leans forward, and kisses her passionately, her bright blue eyes opening widely as she. “Ask me to do what you want,” Justin teased. “Ask me to be rough, to spank you, to kiss you, to fuck you… In fact - ” He pushed her shoulders deeper into the bed. “ - Beg for it.”BEG FOR IT?!Justin laughed, seeing Erin’s eyes widen.“Since you seem to have some trouble with patience and clarity, you’re going to get some practice tonight,” he stated plainly. “Either tell me exactly what you want, or you won’t get it.”Erin stammered. “I can’t just...that’s not...it’s not fa - ”“Erin,” Justin. I spread her legs and her vagina was still shining with her juices of previous orgasm. I licked her insides. Her eyes closed and she bit her lower lip. I inserted a finger in her, and it slid in a bit into her very tight vagina. I watched my finger opening the rounded pussy lips of the incredibly small cunt. Her pussy gripped tightly around my finger when i moved it slowly back and forth within her. She was moaning and told me that it hurt. I was surprised. If my one finger was hurting her,.