She wanted so badly to push all these male hands away. Her tits and pussy were so open to them, so available! Her pretty pink nipples were spiking now..., pushing up hard from her luscious tits. And crushed against her tight cut-offs her luscious little twat was preparing for a flood!"No, nooooo," she moaned, wriggling and twisting.She believed she was writhing to get away from the tormenting male fingers and at first she was. It came as quite a shock to her when she realized that she was no. ‘You will explain to Gestapo. Come now.’ The German grabbed my hair and pulled me outside. There was a truck waiting. Its engine was running and two younger soldiers were guarding the back of the truck. I was slammed into the tailgate, which had been lowered. It stunned me and I fell to the ground. The German kicked some dirt at me and spit on the ground next to me. ‘Into the lorry. Now!’ He shouted. One of the younger soldiers picked me up and helped into the truck. I looked at him, thankful. "A kiss?" I said. "He'd have to put up something good against a kiss from me." My car. For a month."Paul whistled, impressed. He lusted after that car; his own was a piece of crap. "What do you think, babe?" Three months," said Jesse."For a kiss?"He smiled at my question. "Nope. For a fuck."Paul laughed. "She'll never do it."No, really, that's what he said. I think we all stopped for a second while we took in the fact that I would be the only stumbling block here.I pretended to think about it.. A quick swipe of his brushes, a touch of lip gloss, and he was gone. Then the lights flashed, as they took yet more photographs. I inched slowly down that wonderful phallus, and as I did they recorded every millimetre. I had him inside me, but I had to get off, so they could video it. It took all my effort to do what they asked.Then they were ready, I’d been ready for ages. I did it all over again, then slid down that wonderful length, savouring every moment as I impaled myself, I took it all..