Fights about money, fights about Christmas. You laugh, and I insist you don’t understand how much Germans can fight about their potato salad on Chri...stmas Eve. ‘She was from Saxony?’ You say. ‘Yeah.’ ‘They do that here.’ I laugh. ‘It’s fucking church picnic food.’ You laugh. ‘You don’t have to raise your voice at me. I’m on your side. My family eats duck.’ ‘See?’ I say. ‘That’s a holiday food.’ ‘I know.’ You say. You’re massaging my calf now. It hurts, but it feels so good, like I’ve been. She stood up, looking into my eyes, holding my head and face started to kiss me. We kissed for 5 minutes eating our lips each other, then I started to lick the pee which fell on her face, breasts, belly, pussy and thighs and in reverse she also done the same exercise. The smell of the pee was so erotic which made us horny again. My cock was raising and became rock hard stood for seven and half inches, mother noticed that and told “ ohh.. my second son is again ready for fire”.This time I wanted. "If anyone we knew saw you with them, all you had to do is say they're your clients. No one would question that. I just can't believe I got suckered for so many years. Talking about having your cake and eating it too."We had a good life. I almost wish I never found out but you kept pushing the envelope. Now that I found out the truth, you make me sick. I don't even want to know how many men you've been with. I wouldn't believe you anyway. Right off the bat we both know you fucked Charlie, the. All I have ever wanted was to see her really enjoy herself! Both women seem to want more, but Catherine is reacting as if she is some sort of nymphomaniac that just cant seem to get enough apparently this stimulant is pushing her to the edge! Kate is again moaning, and moaning so loud that the sounds of both are echoing through out the walls of this Gothic medieval stone replica of the dungeon! Things are coming to a head the old term gang bang is, and the meaning of it is running its course..