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“Very good,” the Bartender agreed, “She can work here and we can split the money between us if you like, I am sure she will be very popular.” “Yes that sounds good” I agreed, “how much for a fuck?” “Five Schillings,” he suggesed, “Ten if she takes it up the ass hole?” “No, she is still an ass virgin, she is saving her ass for a special man like you to fuck.” I insisted. “Then I shall waste no time!” he agreed and he swiftly bolted the door and came back grinning with his lederhosen around his ankles and his short fat cock swollen like a knackwurst. “Bend!” I ordered my whore, and I pushed her head down over a table. She almost fell but I held her while the bar tender spat onto handjob her ass to lubricate her and then repeatedly rammed his cock head against her until little by little her tight ass bud slowly opened to accept his cock. She tried to scream but the ball stopped her. No one seemed to recognise me, I did not understand till I realised I had grown a beard since I left. “How much to fuck her mouth?” someone asked. “Not yet but you all may wank and piss over it, it will help keep its skin and hair nice.” I suggested, “For tonight wanking is on the house!” I watched as half a dozen peasants dropped their trews and hauled out their swollen cocks and began wanking. The woman was gasping like a real whore now. It was like she was really enjoying the bartenders cock in her ass or maybe it was her clit against the table edge but her teats were like bullets and tit fuck moisture was oozing from her cunt and running down her leg and that told its own story. I titty fuck watched a while as peasant after peasant shot his load. Trails of multi coloured spunk from silver grey to almost white criss crossing her slim ripr lithe body like a giant snail had crawled all over her. In her eyes, in her hair, up her back, on her tits and of course the bartender shot his up her ass. I realised I had tarried too long and quietly slipped out the back way. I was just in time, the guards were aproaching so I slipped away towards my fathers house. I stopped part way, found a puddle to use as a mirror and carefully shaved away as much of my beard as I could with my dagger. Finally I went home. I need not have worried. Ten guards had approached the Bierhaus. They hammered on the locked door and when they were let in demanded to know about the bearded stranger and the princess. They did not make any connection between the naked spunk covered whore being shafted up the ass by Wolfgang Bentlemauser and their Princess and while their captain and three guards searched the Bierhaus and checked upstairs blowjob the others queued to fuck her ass “On der Haus” at the Barmans invitation. They left, but only after the other three had fucked her, I cannot think why they didn’t pull the gag from her mouth but maybe they knew who she was and hated her enough not to care. For myself I greeted mother face fucked and father at the forge, “Uncle Hans,” my cousin Werner, announced as he strode in, “Oh hi Willi,” he said after not seeing me for a fortnight, “They have a new whore at the Bierhaus, can you lend me ten Schillings?” “Dumbkopf, she will have cock rot you fool,” I cautioned. “Yes but Herr Bierhausmeister allows assfuckings, not cuntfucking and you cannot get cock rot from the asshole.” he explained. “Of course you can, to be safe you should wank up her ass crack or tits dry hump her and shoot up her belly,” I suggested. “Is no fun,” he said sadly, and then asked, “How was de war Willi?” I told them about the war, the good bits, not the rats and the good friends who didn’t come back. It was two hours later after I had a good wash when we went to the Bierhaus. The whore was nowhere to be seen, “Where is the Whore?” Werner asked. “Out back, we put the bitch in the dog pen, she says she is Princess Caroline!” he laughed. We went out, she was out of the doghaus with Herr Castlemeiner fucking her mouth and Herr Grainger fucking her ass while Frau Hilter held the leash I had put around the whore’s neck. Pam locked eyes with him and nodded. Then she gasped as he touched the pussy face fucked lips and parted them. When they were ready they started using her in every hole until some had used her twice or three times then they sat down looking at her lyeing on the floor covered in cum. Their eyes met and she felt a slight twinge of panic. The man pulled out two bungee cords and wrapped them around her legs; he then attached them to hooks on the bench beside her head. Just as I was getting into the feeling of having a man rubbing what I Can Only Imagine is a huge dick against me my erotic trance was broken by tit fuck Paul's wonderful voice. I don't think they'll be as annoying as you might remember them, now that they've grown up a bit." “Damn!” growled Clint. As my sister straddled blowjob me, I shoved back the seat as far as it would go. “It means, that if Melanie needs your help, with Bob passing on, we have suggested to her that we would be willing to let you stay with her for a short while,” Jill said trying to put a good spin on the issue. She and I were actually getting scrubbed in a chemical shower underground. Even in his semi-paralyzed state Bird couldn’t help noticing that despite her avowed reluctance her nipples were quite visibly erect beneath the violet silk and that her breathing had again become ragged. He was met with a sea of nods and a chorus of ‘yes’s from the group. You always make me cum hard, unbelievably hard, but not so much that I’m begging you to stop. I didn’t take Romeo home, hell my whole crew didn’t even break up and head off to their titty fuck homes. You kiss her again, sampling her taste as your tongue penetrates her. That took me off guard, my mind scrambled for an answer to make him happy. "Yes. Feeling his efforts renewed, Amanda flexed her arms against the tiled wall and pushed back, too. “You enjoyed that didn`t you Harriet?” He whispered. Stretching like rubber, it punched through the woman’s chest and ripped out her heart. He pulled a Kleenex out of his pocket. He lifted me on his arms, thrusting deeper, making me moan. With that whisper, she rolled up to be over me and began a very gentle manner of kissing, concentrating on my eyes, cheeks and nose. If Riyena walks in here before Acheron, we’re lost, and that should be my main concern, and yet the feeling of being tied up and helpless on my back is somehow currently worse than the far greater danger from the Harken woman. When they were done two waiters in dark livery came and removed the girls and several more appeared in their place and danced suggestively for the men until they handjob had nothing on but their masks.