I opened the top one. There were only socks and underwear in it.‘No not that one! The one beneath it!’I pulled the second drawer, and in it was on... little black thing. It looked a bit like a lighter, but much longer and thinner. Like a pen. There were all kinds of little buttons on it, with inscribing next to them. I reached out for it. It was definitely metallic, but not as heavy. It felt light, and flexible, but at the same time unbreakable. This object was made with much precision, That was. "I suppose Steffi was one too, another vessel for your pervertedlusts. You're a deviant who doesn't deserve to be the Count von Rumstahl.You're a disgrace to our family."Helmut said nothing, glaring at his cousin defiantly, but Hans did."Who are you to sneer about deviants," he said, slowly unbuttoning hisjacket, "you whose best friend was a sick, twisted psychopath?" What are you doing?" said Grost, frowning as Hans continuedto carefully unbutton his jacket. "Stop that!"His jacket now fully. If I want to make the effort, that is.You won't believe though, when I got to my place a few days later, the cunt was waiting at my door! Why haven't you called me, she started saying. I've left 3 notes and you didn't call. WTF! I was thinking. Please use me again, she went on. I know I fought and yelled, but it was sooo fucking good. I need that soooo bad. Never been fucked that way, you know. You're so hot, use me again, pleeeaaase. I'm so fucking horny. She was just rambling on man. FUCK. ”As I got started on that she sighed heavily and stood back.“Nah, fuck it,” she said. “Let’s go to bed.”Trudi stood by the bed and waited for me to undress her. I surprised her by taking off my shirt and trousers and pants and giving her my surging erection to look at.“My,” she said, stepping forward and taking my cock in her hand. “I suppose you want me to get on my knees and suck your mighty phallus.”“Only if you want to,” I replied.“Undress me,” she ordered. “Strip me, Vic. Make me naked and.