"However, there was no immediate reprisal and the Baron was frustrated by the lack of concern the Duke showed to those in his estate, although a forma... complaint was made to the King to compensate the Duke for his loss.As the days and weeks passed by, Amity heard more accounts of the atrocities the Baron chose to inflict on the peasants labouring on the Duke of Warwick's fields, whilst suffering, as did the other wenches, the drunken self-congratulation of the knights of Flint.The Baron's. On their drive through the Black Forest they had stopped to watch wood carvers producing the much coveted Black Forest Cuckoo clock. An exceptional beautiful clock had struck George's fancy and he bought it as a gift for a special friend he explained to the English speaking proprietor of the business. "I owe this man more than he will ever know," George added. "Through his unselfish altruism he had made our trip to Germany a reality."Jessica had lived in Germany for a number of years after we. There was no computer and the television only picked up three stations--one of them the local Public Access channel that was filled with religious zealots and wanna-be country and western singers.The nearest telephone was at the main house and her dad had thrown a fit the two times she’d asked to be allowed to call Brock. Plus she’d have to ride one of those damned horses the three miles from the cabin to the main house.So she let her imagination run wild. She had already determined she wanted. “This is nothing,” I moaned, and fingered myself faster, my eyes on him. His gaze was tangible and deliberate as hands on my skin, and as it traveled from my tight, sweaty belly to my tits and then to my parted lips I felt the first wave of my impending orgasm make my cunt tighten almost painfully around my fingers. I pulled my fingers from my pussy so I wouldn't cum, leaned forward and shoved them into his mouth, rubbing them against his lips. His tongue darted out to lick the sweetness off.