At that moment he wanted nothing more than to have those lips wrapped around his cock and once again the reveled in the excitement he felt. He pressed... a button on the side again and a metal pipe extended from the ceiling into the box. He checked if the valve to the hose was closed before they heard the noise of water splashing through a pipe. Water dropped from the pipe into the bucket eliciting a scream from the gagged Cassandra who just had the force of a glass of water falling hard tugging. "Here is someone you should meet. Thisis Dieter Koenig," he said and made the introductions. " He is anartist and has been sketching in our fair town for a week now."They all shook hands, Weber even tipping his hat, giving Dieter aslight bow and clicking his heels.Weber leaned back as if to scrutinize Dieter with his pale blue eyes."An artist? So at last this beautiful village has attracted artisticattention. I'm pleased to meet you. I had actually heard that you werehere and I am glad to. I looked around to make sure no one could see and I gently lifted her legs. I slid them over my shoulder and parted her lips with my hands.She shuddered as I started gently licking the most beautiful pussy I've ever seen.She groaned as I licked the full length. I leaned her back some more and ran my tongue around her anus. She liked that!I returned to her pussy and gave her clit some attention.Her legs quickly wrapped my head and squeezed as she shook with a quick orgasm.This time she got up. Couldn’t hurt.”A bit reluctantly Gwen made her way to the table where the man was just being seated.“Good evening,” she said, “may I get you a drink?”“Bourbon on the rocks, please. Make it a double.”His voice was low pitched, soft but sounded world weary.“Double Bourbon on the rocks. Be right back.”Gwen returned with the order setting it carefully in front of the man.“You’re new here,” he stated looking into her eyes which could not hold his.“Uh ... yes. I started last week.”“May I ask your.