I would feel her move her hips up so that my shaft was poised at her entrance and I would gently lower myself and feel my cock entering. When I met so...e resistance I would stop and ask again with my eyes. She would have her face clenched and eyes closed, so it is difficult to tell her thoughts, and I would pause, waiting for a sign from her. The sign would come as she moved up against me, forcing me through that one-time barrier. Now I could enter her and feel the fulfillment of the promise. Fortunately, the Gypsy girls had descended upon them and mollified the soldiers with their suggestive dancing and enticing ways. They certainly had saved his precious Greta’s virginity on that occasion. She objected no longer when Hans became desperate for the kind of closeness between men and women easily found at the Gypsy camp. His manly needs were such that he could not enter into such activities with his sister Greta in the privacy of their little hut like true lovers and not siblings from. "Not yet" he said, and lifted me and sat me on the end of the desk. My cock was literally throbbing and I felt like I might cum there and then just looking at him and his massive dick. "You know in the showers the other day I said I like my boys smooth and big cocked" he said. "Well can I shave you, take off the bit of fluff from your cock and bum and balls, make you my smooth boy". I was stumped, so much so that I felt my cock deflate slightly. But I did want to be his so said I would, but. I rubbed her head right behind the ear to give her the signal I was very close. By the time I had given her the signal I released the first of three large spurts of cum into her mouth. She was able to handle all three and swallow them without any struggle. She took a moment and looked up at me and said, “Whoa!” I laughed, she laughed, and then I grabbed her hands and helped her up from her knees. We embraced and exchanged a long, passionate kiss. I grabbed her around the hips, brought her in.