I feel the end is near… But, no – the little vixen has other ideas… She stops just short and stands. ‘Follow me’says she. And off into the f...rest she runs. My nymph has run away into the forest. I stand, looking stupid with my cock standing at attention like a flag pole. ‘What should I do?’ I quietly ponder (but a split second). Like any good male, I run after her, nude as the day I was born. I know she went this way. I see the brush still moving and hear her laughter in the distance. The. Their was a rustle of bedclothes and Fraulein Helga rose up on her elbows."Where are you going Herr Nash, then she became aware of the two masked figures standing by the side of the bed. Janine once again produced her pistol."What do you want?" Frau Helga squeaked, obviously coming to the conclusion that they were resistance fighters and that she was in some personal danger. "We want to take Herr Nash to say farewell to his wife the lady you assassinated earlier this evening." Janine said. "I'm counting to 60, but I'm doing something different this time," he said. Something different? What could he possibly mean? I soon found out.He counted to ten without change. He just stood there and stared down at me as he had before. After ten, he started to lean forward. I thought, 'Oh, he's just going to lick my pussy like before. Okay.' but I realized that I wasn't correct. He leaned forward enough to reach his hand comfortably forward and rub my clit with his fingers. I felt his cock. 'You know what your going to get', she hissed, as her hand was between his shoulder blades as she pushed him against the wall, her eyes on his buttocks as he clenched and unclenched them.Mothers hand slipped between his thighs and she took hold of his testes and twisted, I could see her hand moving in an in and out movement, she was obviously screwing with his genitals, 'Do you love me', she hissed, 'tell me', she continued as my poor brother squirmed against the wall.Then she withdrew her hand.