A delicious subtle orgasm that came from the depths of her control rather than from the hands that slid through her soaking cunt. Sex “You filled it full, that was good, but where was the curtsey?”
He tried to be graceful, but the curtsey was as stiff as his cock. At last she relented and allowed him to come. That had just been the start. A slow coming-to that allowed him to gather his thoughts and realise that the events of the night had not been a dream. Asking For A Date. As the German army swept to Egypt, Minsk and victory behind the Swastika banners of their elite panzer generals. The excitement of owning someone so completely that they were ready to do anything in exchange to give a moment of sexual bliss to her. Despite the cloak that had sheltered her from the rain, despite the skirt and jacket she was the same woman. Since she had conceived her basic idea just this morning, Georg had come so far. “I’ll be back to supervise you in a few minutes.”
With that she left the kitchen and Georg heard her leave the house.



















