She ground forcibly on my mouth as I went to work making her come. I looked over and told my friends that my wife could suck cock better than any woma... I had ever known and should let me know if I was right. My buddies sprang to their feet and huddled over my wife’s face. The quickly lowered their pants and I watched curiously as their cocks sprung free and gently bounced over my wife’s waiting, wanting mouth. I felt my wife moan as she greedily devoured one cock while she stroked the other.. Anyone would. I remembered my own confused feelings when Greet had first opened the door and felt ashamed that I had been so reticent. I knew now that I wanted her and better, that she was mine, and I could do whatever I liked with her. I was like a giddy little girl with a new toy. My pussy dampened again as I lowered Greet’s repressions and emphasized her desires, making her smooth and receptive to my thoughts. ‘Come here Greet’, I thought, and she walked to me. ‘Kneel.’ Greet feel to her. In the fall of 1945 they returned to what was now West Germany find their fortune reduced to rubble, the family home lost in the bombings. Like the rest of Germany, the Koenigs rebuilt. His family had, by the time of the Sa'arm, managed to become successful light industrialists feeding subassemblies to many of the world's "name brand" manufacturers. When the interdiction field went down in that biergarten in Munich, it was with only a mild regret for the privileged but doomed life they were. He did continue, however, “What does an owl, talking or otherwise, need with a dress?”“Don’t be silly. It wasn’t like that; it wasn’t for him. He just said I needed to fully open to all the experiences I would encounter along the rope.”“So, you’re telling me you are naked?” There was another pause. I suddenly realized how absurd this conversation was going, also. “I don’t mind.” There was another tug on the rope. It didn’t exactly reassure me that HE didn’t mind that I would be approaching him.