Tries to kick me wildly, almost kicking me in the face.Grab her leg.Grab her other leg.See her pussy is parted a little.Pull her legs a little furter ...part, see it opens more."What are you atring at, you fucking perv?" she says, finally realizing what I´m looking at.Then she seems to realize how vulnerable she is.Stops struggling."Okay, fine," she says sullenly. "I give up. Get off of me. You win. Maybe I nee more classes." Or maybe," I say. "What you need is a good fucking."Her face goes. Now would be a good time to mention that I was married at the time, but not happily.As our friendship grew rapidly I became bold and called my Swiss Miss on the phone. With the time difference, I had to call at around 2:00-4:00am my time which meant sneaking downstairs and being quiet as to not get caught.She mentioned she was going to Zurich to visit her Mother, I joked and said I could meet her there. This started the conversation of me visiting Switzerland to see her in person. She was. As usual, she had the girl panting in erotic desperation in less than five minutes and she was forced to spank her juicy buttocks to get her to settle down and take her medicine. Now that she was past the swollen belly bloat of child-bearing, Marie was agile in her movements and pounded the young girl's tender flesh in all manners of positions that seemed both indelicate and downright bawdy.Marie knew she was somewhat obsessed with the beautiful girl. The fact that she was the wife of her. And my dad, the middle brother, took care of all the legal aspects of the adoptions and guardianships. “See, at first it was me and your uncles making all the babies. We were young and stupid, but when I started my law-classes, I realized that with blood-tests, if anything ever went wrong, they could tell that we were the fathers. Now, we’d brought some of our friends in on it too, like Robby, and Sam, John and Eric.” Sam, John and Eric were friends of my uncles, who I’d known my whole.