This is the battle plan.’ Trommler interjected before she got another word out: ‘You’re not going to pull rank on us, are you?’ The baroness�... left hand shot forward, clutched the front of his uniform and lifted the major into the air like a dumbbell, jackboots dangling. His cigarette fell from his mouth onto the street, its ashes whipped away in the strong breeze. She resisted shaking him like a pom pom. ‘Go ahead, Wolfgang,’ she warned Major Koch without looking in his direction, ‘draw your. FUCK!...THAT is soooo hot!!" "I can't WAIT to make her cum" Janie groaned.... "And fuck her till she screams!!" For another two hours, the girls injected Trishs knees with resin and wrapped her legs in plaster casts. She had beautifull feet, but it wasn't enough to keep the girls from filling her ankles with resin and forcing her inverted feet flat onto the floor so they would heal with the soles of her feet in a permanant soles up position. Trish was in and out of conciousness. We kept chatting, sports, music, local scene stuff, as he continued to made drinks for other guests when I realized that the ladies had been gone for quite a while.Just at the very moment, I was thinking of doing some recon I felt an arm sweep over my shoulder and Sam brought her lips to mine for a smoldering kiss. And she tasted – not like pussy – but like sperm. I wondered if she and Lilly had blown and fucked a guy in back – but Sam and I have always had a rule that opposites are not allowed. Oh my God, I’d done it; I’d invited him to my home. What was I thinking! What do I wear? What do I say? Will he like me? Will I like him? No going back! Then I hear the yard gate and know its too late — he's arrived! Using all my inner strength I open the door and plaster on a smile. Phew it's ok; he is still the lovely sweet man who had been chatting to me on the phone trying to figure out my needs and wants. I make coffee and we talked for an hour, how I regretted that hour now. Next time.