After a few days on the site and figuring out that there where loads of fake profiles I eventually started chatting to a mature lady called Anita , wh... was in her 70's and widowed, now as my profile says I have a thing for the older lady so I was keen to chat to her .and fix up a meet . I'd read her profile and liked what I had read , she'd done the same . As the chat expanded from the usual pleasantries it got a lot more sexual as she told me some of things she'd got up to and I did similar ,. As she did her ass came up to take the dildo deep within her. Holding still Gina had her do this over and over until she gave up an offering.The morning and afternoon went that way with only breaks for a meal, for her to service Webster and for more fittings from the seamstresses. By evening she was well versed in twitching her ass, wiggling and stroking on a dildo, massaging and caressing one deep inside her, in making her pussy even more titillating than it had been before. Gina had taught. And she a girl who was betrothed and had held fast to her virginity even in these despairing last days of the Reich that lasted only twelve of its promised thousand years.And it didn't stop at just the one violation. It continued for what seemed like, and very probably was, hours of penetration and the accompanying slaps to subdue her struggles. Taking her virginity not only from the front, the blood of her virtue coated on her inner thighs, but forcing her to undergo indignities she had never. Drapper walked to the window and looked out into the gardens, he took a deep breath, Collin waited "and the other two letters?" Drapper asked quietly not looking at Collin. "The one is to Katrina, explaining why I couldn't return, of my love for her and how this whole thing came about. The other is a letter to my unborn child, speaking of my love for his mother, my deep pain and regret at not being here to see him grow to adulthood" Collins voice broke but he continued on "these letters I.