' he ordered. Since Ilsa's head hung over the end of the table Heinrich ordered that it was raised up so that she could see what was going to happen t... her. 'Now ladies I award the Iron Cross, Second Class to this cunts left tit.' Heinrich said. With a pair of pliers he lifted the medal off of the kitchen hot plate and laid it down on Ilsa's left tit. There was a piercing scream, a sizzling noise and a the smell of burning flesh. After about two seconds Heinrich lifted the medal off removing. "Red shot him a puzzled look as he stopped and she continued on. She really HADN'T wanted him to leave her so soon. On the other hand, she was also familiar with the old adage "never trust a wolf in sheep's clothing", so despite urges to the contrary, she kept walking.Now, the "wolf" knew that the path Red traveled, only led to one cottage and that an elderly woman lived there by herself. Putting two and two together, he quickly hurried off through the woods, taking a shortcut he conveniently. Aarush was holding and massaging Krishna’s thighs now for better grip, instead of the ankles. Krishna was being a total slut and loving it as his toes curled in ecstasy with repeated hitting of his prostate by Aarush’s larger cock head. It was a totally shameful sight, being lifted as a side of beef by his young student, standing up and fucking him but Krishna did not give a fuck, whatsoever against the joy he was getting by being ass fucked, disrespectfully. Krishna was his hole.Aarush. Not wanting her to see how wet your panties are you turn and unbutton your skirt. Peeling it over your plump ass before letting it fall to the floor. You look over your shoulder and she is already rubbing her clit; bottle still in hand.When you walk over she opens her legs wider so you can see her slip a finger inside her treasure trove. Your thighs quiver as you stand there with cake in hand. She tells you to lay on your stomach as she takes the plate from you. You oblige and she straddles.