"He's right handed." I know," Wolfgang answered, leaning against his BMW and pulling on the right glove."Do you want ear plugs?" Eva asked with a grin...and her brother made a face, knowing they didn't have any with them.Eva watched as Wolfgang emptied the eight round magazine in her Walther P5 pistol, firing into the side of a gravel covered hill a dozen meters away. They were in the Black Forest, several kilometers along an old road built for the lumber industry twenty years before when logging. "Of course, Sir," she said in a flat monotone. "I'll just lock up then." Please do," said Gregg softly, "and then come back here."Gregg watched as she walked across to bolt the museum's front door. "Good legs, tight skirt, very agreeable," he thought, still fighting against the sexual desires that threatened to disrupt his plans. Sharon was soon back in her place behind the desk."Now, Sharon," Gregg said, suddenly aware that he could achieve his next objective in the simplest of ways. "You will. Her warm hand circled around my throbbing cock to hold it straight up so she could complete the shaving job and her hot breath fanned across me when she leaned down to make sure the hair was gone. As she released my cock, her fingertips spread out once more and massaged my pubic area to check that the area was totally smooth. Satisfied that I was smooth she turned her attention to my balls, running the razor over them until they were bald as well. She rinsed the last visible traces of the foam. Tom woke up at about noon, Jessie still sleeping soundly on top of him. He smiled and lifted her up onto her bed, pulling his stiffening cock out of her pussy. She looked like an angel lying there in the sun, her legs spread on the blankets, cunt glistening with juices. Lust grew inside him, and he decided then that he would wake up his little girl in a wonderful way. Tom crawled on top of her prone form, pushing his cock into her vagina until it bottomed out on her cervix. Jessie woke up to.