Thick blankets of snow clung to the sides of the mountains. One could barely make out the small cabin, covered as it was with a bank of snow either si...de of the log establishment. Thick smoked curled from the stove pipe protruding from the snow covered timber roof. A short distance from the cabin door, the creek wound through the steep terrain. Nearer the cabin, a little higher than the humble cabin, a dark opening blemished the mountain. This patch of mountain real estate was the Elder/Decker. "An' she's allus goin' on about 'ow she's got ter 'ave 'er tongue pierced, or 'er nose or 'er belly button. I don't 'old wiv all this piercin', I fink it looks 'orrible. I dunno 'ow much longer I can talk 'er out of it, though."This time my look of concern was unfeigned. I was with Betty one hundred per cent on this one. I hate piercings."'Er weight, too," she went on. "I try ter watch what she eats but she just piles it in when I'm not lookin'. And the stuff she wears, she looks like a tart.. His plan was not entirely successful, but the explosion distracted Wilhelm Erzählenmann, and allowed me to get my knife from my boot and into his gut.”Callum chuckled. “Wilhelm Erzählenmann! Is that the name he used? He was mocking us, Jack. Translated to English his name becomes William Tell man – the fellow who could shoot the eye from a fly with a crossbow.”“Captain Hutton was suspicious of him because of his accent,”I said, “but I thought he might not be Prussian because of his sense of. Then he raised my ass in the air and; in one swift movement, he thrust into me and began to fuck me. Then, he bent over and, with one hand, he started squeezing my left boob and the other snaked down to my clit and he began to massage it. First, he started with gentle strokes and slowly, increased his finger movement, making me wet more and more. I started groaning and grunting and then, started shouting, thinking maybe my neighbors can hear me but I couldn’t care if the world was crashing.