I smriked to myself, slipping them onto my cute, little size 5 feet. Even with the heels on, when I stood I was just 5'5. My sweater reached mid-thigh..., tightening with each step I took towards his office. My heels clicked on the wooden floors, and I knew he could hear every step. My breathing quickened as I reached towards the door, twitsting the knob and silently swinging the door open. He was stood at the window, looking out. His jeans hung low on his hips, the black fleece he was wearing. I meanf , if you look at a Norwegian and a German, how can you tell the difference?" BUt we were k**s, we teassed amd mocked them as much as we could woithout getting ourselves sent to Nazi prison..I had an eye for the boys, I did, and my sex feelings were developing, too. In Norway, it is not like here, everyone understands that...it's hard to explain. "I met this one German boy, a soldier yes, he was from Hamburg, a big modern city, and he was very funny and cute. He didn't give a fig for. Marissa smiled at him as he regained his balance. 'Yes, I've done this to you. Why? Why not? I'm a witch and a bitch. I don't like you, and when I'm done with you, I'll make you into a perfect little secretary.'Jim wobbled across the floor. 'You fucking cunt, when I get my hands on you...''Not likely, Jim, my dear.' Marissa danced away to the other side of the office. 'You see, I can read your simple little male mind like a book. I know every thought you've had. How you think a sexy skirt and a. Mom then started moving her ass up and down. Dad kissed her boobs and stroked her. Mom was screaming “aahaaahah aaaaaa aaaaaah ohhhhh.” Mom took dad’s hand and placed them on her boobs and dad started squeezing her tits. Dad kissed mom shoulder, them mom was face to face with dad looking into his eyes and licked his lips and then kissed him. Dad was stroking lightly but was picking up his pace. He squeezed mom’s ass and kissed her neck. Mom was moaning “aaaaaahhhh aaaaaa mmaa aaaahmmmm aaaahmmm.