" She reminded me of my pet cat that circled me with her tail high in the air, paw at my legs for attention, but was too proud to sit on my lap. That ...idn't stop the toddler. She grabbed the bag and ran off, quickly followed by the fräulein . I didn't see them again until the following week. Thinking that the donuts might have been their meal that day, I stuffed a bag full of food from the commissary before leaving for the market the next week. Again, the fräulein and her kind were there.. "Ahhh!" Don't you dare cum again," she yells and slaps me across the face.I take a deep breath and try to calm myself down for her.I feel her grab me and put on a condom. She grinds against me, holding on to my legs beneath my knees. I'm sad that I don't get to see the view but the sensory deprivation increases what I feel. I want to touch her back to show my appreciation to her.Again, I feel close to orgasm and she hits me across the face as I let out a noise."I said no!"I grit my teeth and. "I want you."She braced herself on the seat of the couch as I pulled her skirt up to her hips. She was wearing a very sexy silky pair of panties. It was a shame, but they had to go. I reached into the waistband and ripped them off. I kicked her legs apart, but didn't even bother checking between her legs; I knew she was wet. I pulled my cock out and pushed it into her pussy, confirming the fact that she was soaked."Have you slept with him already?" I asked as I pushed in and out of her. Have you ever been in the deep mountains? Heard the deep silences? Then pile on top of that a heavy winter snow storm? The only thing you can hear is the soft whistle of the snow falling through the air. All else is muted, silent. Like the deep silence of the heart. Where all your secret dreams are kept. The ones you never want to tell anyone for fear they may look at you funny. Or perhaps because you fear if you tell someone they won't come true. But they are there. And here, in the mountains,.