And I loved the food and the sights. I learned enough of the language to get by and I spent many a glorious weekend driving around the German countrys...de in my MGB.When I wasn’t roaming the countryside making friends with as many Germans as possible there was a nice, handy little Gasthaus across the street from the front gate of our Kasserne. There were about a dozen of us who were regulars there. We had our own table in the corner, our Stammtisch. That’s German for a large table reserved for a. Otherwise, she lay there. I didn’t know if she was really enjoying what we were doing or not. It was like she had gone docile, and my knowledge of her was not of a woman who laid back and accepted whatever was given to her, especially if Jordan was right about the redhead’s frustrations with her relationship with Roger.Danielle pushed against my chest. I sat up enough to look into her eyes and then heard someone knocking. I looked around and found Jordan opening the passenger door behind. She lightly pushed back at me, swaying her arse. After a while, Stephanie half turned out of my arms, passing me the still smoking cigarette end to dispose of. "And get the jelly." When I came back out onto the balcony, she said: "Bend over the rail and stick your arse out." I got in position. The click of the bottle top; the slurp of jelly squeezed out; cold wet fingers against my arsehole; a finger forced inside me roughly, pressing deep and then another, and a third. The first intrusion. He felt Adie's warm thighs quiver and he heard her breath gasp from her throbbing throat, and with the touch of an expert, he leaned forward and his hot wet lips closed over the soft protuberance at the apex of her belly."OOOOOhhhh," Adie groaned, raising her head to stare down between her manipulated breasts at his lowered head in her crotch. She spasmed as he planted long, full kisses on the soft fleece of her upraised thighs, his tongue flicking snake-like at her gaping opening.Adie.