Not that Josie or Henry cared one whit. Henry signalled a waiter and ordered two bottles of champagne."What's the occasion, Colonel?" Milena asked imp...ishly."To toast the New Year, of course," he answered.The waiter barely made it to their table and opened the bottle before the countdown chant erupted. They quickly filled the glasses and when the cheering began, Henry and Josie handed out the champagne glasses to everyone. It was hard to make oneself heard with all the cheering and toasting. "This is Daphne," Frau Kirchen introduced him, taking up theconversation from her friend she explained his circumstances to theincreasingly curious girls, "she was alone in a foreign land and runninglow on money and came to me seeking employment. Unfortunately she hadvery masculine tendencies, something I think we all agree should bediscouraged, particularly in a servant girl, naturally I took pity onher but resolved to attempt to reconnect her with her true nature."Both girls looked with. "I didn't need to be asked twice. My tongue slid up against her cleft, rubbing up and down its length as she moaned and spread her legs, both her hands going to my hair and holding me firmly against her as she began to hump her hips back and forth.She ground herself into my face as her hands pulled at my hair. She was heavily aroused, her pussy wet, her pubic hair damp with sweat and juices. She gasped and panted as my tongue slipped between her pussy lips and began to probe at her cunt. I let my legs drop as he furiously lapped at my slit. I placed my hand back on his head and the other I used to massage my tit. He occasionally glanced up at me admiring my tits. Both of his hands were gripping my thighs holding me in place. “Higher,” I told him, through heavy breath. He moved his tongue higher to my clit and slowed down. He aim was much more focused this time. I moaned and gripped at his head as he licked my clit. I reached down and pushed his left hand off of my leg. .