An hour and half to get to the ferry and on the German side a few hours drive, the last hour spent in a queue, trying to get to the centre of Berlin. ...The queue started in the suburbs and was caused by roadwork all the way to Alexanderplatz where our hotel was. The bus moved at walking speed more or less, but eventually we were there.We had planned what we wanted to see. Naturally, we were going to see Brandenburger Tor, Kurf¸rstendam, what was left of The Wall, and the Television tower.. She had been perfectly satisfied with the original changes that had been thrust upon her the previous week, content with a body that advertised her sexual availability and a pussy that drove her to fuck with abandon. She had experienced none of Amy and Sam's desire to dose themselves again, but now, full of tingly pleasure as her body pulsed with four doses of uncontainable Bimbo energy, overwhelmed by the irresistible appeal of the potion once more, she suddenly decided that it wouldn't be so. In this position I can tell she is more comfortable and begins pushing back against me more forcefully. I in turn push forward more vigorously into her hot hole but this time gripping onto her shoulders. We soon find the right rhythm and begin thrusting against each other with more force. Our groans become more vocal and the slapping of our wet bodies together make the whole thing feel deliciously dirty. Within minutes we are banging our bodies against each other as hard as we can and on a whim. She unpacked the little device and stared at it for a second trying to imagine the day to come, thencleaned it, put the batteries in and tucked it in her purse before she headed to work.Halfway to work she dialed Jay and put him on speaker phone. They were chatting about what they hadto do today when Jay asked “Where are you right now?” “At the gas station, getting out to pump somegas” She replied. He could hear her open the car door, and heard her remove the nozzle from the pump,open the gas.