"For the next two hours the ladies from FFL drank and enjoyed themselvesas one male stripper after another debased themselves for the ladies'self-grat...ifying pleasure. During breaks, the small group at the maintable speculated on Bobby's performance. Word had been spread to be asharsh as possible during what they anticipated would be his parody of anact.Helga returned during the last break before the finale. She apologized,the girls back stage couldn't get Bobbie into typical stripper. By now he knew I wasn’t resisting and I was loving it now. He placed his hands on my hips and caressed my lower back, as he slammed in and then out of me, again and again. The pounding had begun, and I was a willing participant and enjoyed getting bred.His large muscular shape and big cock slammed into my gaping ass. I don’t know what broke me, was it his fat cock pounding my ass, or him nibbling and whispering shit into my ear. No matter what, I was into it now.“You’re mine now, and you. She had pivoted and straddled his legs never releasinghim; her mouth was heavenly as she worked him in andout of her soft cavity. She teasingly hummed as sheworked him, the vibratory ripple of her inflectionexploding in tiny droplets of pleasure all over hisbody and mind.Deeper and deeper she went, when at last her nosebumped the hard bone of his pubic, Tom’s roar ofpleasure thundered through the room. And while hecouldn’t see it he knew she was giggling inwardly likesome silly. "So you speak fluent German, do you?" Yes, sir. I picked it up when my family lived here for several yearsduring the thirties when my father worked for a German company." You would've been a child then, so I suppose that means you speak itwith a German accent, too." Yes, sir, I do. We moved around a bit, but spent the longest time inMunich so that's the accent I speak it with. When the Nazis came to powermy father could see which way the wind was blowing and he decided it wastime we returned to.