“Heil Hitler.”“What do you think so far?” Contessa Helena de San Finzione asked Nigel Mander as they sat cross-legged at the feet of Werner Sc...hell, now aged 110, bound and handcuffed into a chair aboard San Finzione One.“I’m forced to be honest with ya.” Mander replied, nibbling a piece of the popcorn that Nunzio had brought them. “I figured you were making fun of him when you did the ‘gather round for storytime’ thing and followed your lead. But the fucker doesn’t know English and he’s been. A few others in the drunken close packed mob saw what was happening. One or two men took advantage of the couples preoccupation and put their hands up the girls skirt and felt her arse and fingered her from behind. She didn’t really notice, what with feeling her lovers cock, him feeling her pussy, the music and the crush of people. Shortly afterwards they decided to leave. They went outside and headed in the direction of their hotel. Before they had gone far they saw a dark alleyway and knew. He fondled my breasts, and caressed my thighs, bum and cunt, sliding his hand right under me between my legs.On the screen I was standing bent over the table just in high heels with my breasts hanging over the table top, with my legs spread wide, and my pussy just visible under my bum cheeks. Back at school in my own teens I soon earned the reputation among the boys of giving some of the best hand jobs. I've had lots of opportunity since to perfect my skills! I hand-jobbed Ralph's erect penis. So, the date was on and it would be in the evening before the spa closed. Whitney was closing that night so it was mentioned that we might be able to stay a bit later. We meet in the parking lot that evening so we can walk in together and meet with Whitney. Beth looks great, dressed casually in leggings which show off her gorgeous ass and a light running jacket type thing. Her hair is pulled back and like before, no makeup to speak of, she really doesn’t need any for that girl-next-door look..