All the way up to her ass.“Any trouble finding the place?” I asked.“No, I’ve been here before.” Laura said with a smile. Her big brown eyes...were evident in the room lighting. I could not help but think how gorgeous this young woman was.Marcy went over and poured another glass of wine. She brought it over to Laura and handed it to her.“Wine?” She said.“Oh, thank you.” Laura responded.Almost immediately Marcy planted a big, juicy kiss on Laura’s lips. “Tastes like wine, huh?” She giggled. . You pump it again and squirt a little more, pee dripping onto the floor from your butt cheeks. You then pop the dildo back under your panties and tugg them up tight to secure the dildo, then you sit normally on the chair. As you lower yourself down, you hold the skirt away with both hands to allow the camera, which has gone round to behind you, to get up close and see the protruding panty gusset touch down first as we peek between the wooden backrest spindles of the chair. You then add weight. No panties and now no bra as well. Sherri had obviously decided to be minimal today. Decided or had that decision made for her? Although nowhere near as bad as her bottom her breasts were clearly redder than normal. I took another scoop of the salve and Sherri closed her eyes as I began to rub it over her breasts.It was while I was doing this, while I was enjoying the feel of her hardened nipples against my palm that I began to admit to myself that I was getting really turned on. I can. An SS man dashed over and ordered me to turn with the full load. He ran beside me, beating me constantly with a leather strap. When I got to the brook I was not allowed to dump out the heavy snow, but had to make a second complete round with it instead.When the guard finally went off and I tried to let go of the wheelbarrow, I found that one of my hands was frozen fast to it. I had to blow on it with warm breath to get it free.” ― Jean Bernard, Priestblock 25487: a Memoir of DachauDachau death.