"No. That's not the problem," he replied, "He is not like the majority of senior officers; he is a peasant, and uneducated German farm labourer's son ...ho rose from the ranks during the First War, and yet kept his rank into the European War. He hates upper class officers such as I, and will doubtless try to annoy you."Seeing she was still mystified he added, "The trouble is that at home I am not Colonel-SS Joachim Esser. There I am Joachim, Pfalzgraf von und zu Döring-Esser, Pfalzgraf is what. Once she composed herself, she sat up and pulled her robe closed then retired to the bedroom. I followed her. “Are you serious or just getting me worked up?” I asked. “Oh, I’m serious! I’m nervous too, but a couple glasses of wine will help control my nerves.” Carol stated. “Who is our guest? Do I know him?” I asked. "Well, you don’t know him personally but you know him from conversations we have had during sex.” Carol stated. “I’ve invited Dale from work to join us for drink this evening.”. I was running some personality comparisons through the AI trying to refine a formula that might help increase the success of families. She asked why I wasn't looking at our family. When I answered that it would skew the results.She asked if I had looked for people who would complement the family and even be able to add strength in areas where we are weak. To say the least when it comes to relationships Lily is scary smart. She could see that we did have weaknesses that needed shored up. Anyway. Her body was rocking back and forth, impaled on this huge black monster dick, that was fucking her so wildly…“Easy, easy, pleaseeee…!!” She cried; but the nigger looked even more excited and he redoubled the attack on her wet cunt.Ofelia’s moans were now more audible, as she was at the edge of another lustful orgasm. I was right… seconds later, she cried again “Oh, no, no, please…!” And she struggled under the heavy black body, while she pushed her hips vigorously against him.She moaned loud.