Her upper part of the body was completely wrapped by a tight corsage. Thick cross ties followed the bodyline along her breasts to her tackle and ended...a little above the point where the navel is. The corsage was corseted on each side with a stabile leather band. They ended in nice bows which hang down. Her pants were black, too. The waistband was, if that was possible, even lower than mum’s was. I saw some reddish public hairs flashing from the depth. They had a silver zipper which started. ” I nodded my head yes and I continued to watch as she moved her hand from her breast down her side to her panty line. My hard dick began to jump as she moved her hand into her panties and began to message her pussy. With her head near my ear I could her gasp as I saw the out line of her middle finger go in and out of her little pussy. After a few seconds of her pleasuring herself, she removed her fingers from her pussy and moved them to my lips and smeared the juice from her finger on to my. ”She did use the alcohol but used a knife to cut the wound open and fished for the bullet. She pried it out and then washed the wound before she sewed it closed. I was more than ready for that and sighed when she wrapped my shoulder in sea moss. She looked at me and smiled before pulling me to the bed.She bent to look under since it hung from two beams. She shook out the blanket that had been hanging up and then pushed me into bed. I grinned, “I dream of a girl putting me to bed.”She grinned. Aber ich wollte wissen, wie du heißt.“Jetzt fing der Typ an fürchterlich zu lachen. Als er sich wieder gefangen hatte, wandte er sich zu mir. „Ich heiße mit Vornamen Bernhard und mein Nachname ist Trunken. B. Trunken – verstehst du...? Keine Ahnung, was sich meine Ollen mit dem Vornamen bei diesem Nachnamen gedacht haben. Wahrscheinlich nichts. Aber alle nennen mich Betrunken.“ „B E T R U N K E N?!?“ Jetzt war ich es, der laut lachte. „Scheiße, sowas habe ich ja noch nie gehört. Du verarschst.