She emailed me again asking why not. All I could say was “Because” and that was all I was willing to tell her. “Who are you then?” she said. A...l I told the young, sweet girl was that I was an old friend. I also said I’d love for her to feel it but I didn’t say anything else. I so wanted to explain to her that she could feel it and stroke it and do as she pleased with my cock but it would all have to be on an anonymous level. How am I going to get away with that I asked myself? “How do I know. Mamma. Thank you for that and thank you for not hating me for wanting this. He is the only man I trust, know well enough, and love, and I do not want to leave the father of my children to chance. Not at all. Thank you.” They hugged, and Mamma sent her off with a pat on the bottom.Anna Maria arranged for him to be tied and blindfolded so that a friend of their daughters could learn about sex from a man. They waited until everything was perfect. Her temperature had been tracked, the date was. I couldn’t make out what they were saying, I don’t speak English. As the conversation continued, more of the spoken words were German and I started to piece together what they were saying. These men were just as confused as I was, wondering why we were in a shower with no water. Most of them thought it was another cruel joke to further make us feel inhuman. I figured they were probably correct, but fearing the devils at the exit, I kept my mouth shut. I stared at my feet, which were still. Linda got up and peeked into the living room, she saw Ted, and saw his hand motion under the blankets going up and down. Linda went and grabbed a shirt, it was a long shirt, it barely covered her butt and pussy up. She went out pretending she didn’t know what Ted was doing. Ted heard her coming out and stopped. Linda said hi and went to the fridge and open it up. She bent over and showed off her ass to Ted. Ted stared at her ass and he started to masturbate again. Linda turned around and looked.
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