But the girls' whole weight was concentrated on a steel bar that run across the belt and between their legs. It was trimmed to an ankle that painfully... dug into their most private parts.For the icing on the cake each sibling had her clit neatly tied with silk thread - purple color offcourse - that connected to her sister's clit. A cute little bow on each clit was a nice touch and drew the attention here. Now each movement down there would also be difficult to handle. Sadly for them, they would. German.The German hunters. Who were they? There was something nagging at me.Wilhelm certainly hated Rudolf. And he detested Bismarck, whom he ousted in 1890. Was Rudolf an earlier, liberal obstacle? The Prussians hated the Slavs and the Hungarians. Rudolf encouraged the Bohemians, the Moravians, the Galacians, and – especially – the Hungarians.The German hunters.That’s where Loschek’s open window came from. The hunters approached the lodge silently, the snow’s crunch barely audible. A knife. As I watched the river, I got lost in my own thoughts and was startled when I heard a soft “Hi.” from directly over my right shoulder. I jumped a bit and looked up into Jane’s beautiful smiling face. “Sorry Michael. I didn’t mean to scare you” she giggled.Jane wore a pair of stretch shorts and a halter top. I noted that none of the halter buttons were done up and that she wasn’t wearing a bra. She carried her sandals and a small beach bag which she put down beside her as she sat beside me. We. It grows in your hands, at a seemingly impossible rate, you open your eyes, but all you can see is his lips, meeting yours. His tongue darts across your teeth and his heavy balls rest upon your thighs. He comes up for air, giving you a chance to finally breathe. Again you look down, and almost faint on the spot as you witness his manhood, in its fully swollen glory, hovering inches from your face. You look up into his eyes, mesmerised, transfixed, and dripping with excitement in anticipation..