"I have a bit more sympathy for him this time," I said. "Markus Wagneris doing God only knows what to his best friend down in the cellar,after all." Y...s, there is that," Helmut admitted, then the music started again andwe were off on our second waltz.I sat out the third - those heels were hell on my feet - so Helmut tookto the floor with Gerda. In the absence of Grost, Lexi was dancing withWernher von Braun, while Hanna Reitsch had found a relative of Helmut'sto waltz with who was short enough. He flipped you onto your back and mounted you on my bed. Your mouths met in a passionate kiss as you wrapped your legs around him. His cock quickly found its home inside you. I sat ignored in the corner as he took you...some stranger I brought home, some random girl. He didn't even know your name and it thrilled me. I cheered him on my head...silently encouraging him to fuck you harder, to take what he wanted, to use you completely. You were just a plaything, a birthday present...my gift to. Only now, I can appreciate it on another level. As my loins stir, I can make out the shape of her body under the clear water. The chilly liquid forces us out, so we sit within a nearby pasture, basking out in all our glory for both of us to see. We begin to talk about our lives, and what kinds of things we have been ding over the years. She has gone on a great journey recently, only coming back now to find herself, and hopefully, she says, someone else she has always wanted to be. Only in my. “Okay,” I nodded. Sara was propelling me towards Rachel, and this was a step on the way. I was going to fuck someone, after being left alone all day, and it was not going to be Dani, because Dani would not be asking Sara to stop after two minutes if my little blonde sex evangelist had anything to do with it.“Yes alright Hotsie. Two minutes, then Mike.” Dani took a big swig of the wine, then another.“So we’re going to be nude aren’t we?” Sara stood up and took off her clothes. Rachel did the.