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back. She complied. He brought his strong hands onto the soft quivering mounds of her upturned
buttocks and dug his fingers cruelly into her smooth rounded flesh. Ruth tried to twist her hips away from
the torture of his fingers, but she couldn't. Her every effort only seemed to increase his pounding and
punching his prick between her wide spread legs. He tore viciously at the soft resilient mounds cupped in
his hands, pulling them apart like a maniac as his balls slapped in them, then squeezing them together
again as he withdrew.
Then, without warning the Lieutenant began to moan with ecstasy. "Aaagh ... ai ... ai ..." he roared.
Before he had made the complete sound, Ruth's body was jolted from within and she wanted to come
with him, to enter the world of sheer pleasure and animal lust that was now so well known to her.
She responded in a loud moan, matching his "Aaagh's" with soft purring "Oh, oh, oh, oh's," of her own.
Then they began a wild matched rhythm of flesh smacking against flesh, the Lieutenant pounding and
punching away at her, squeezing her buttocks into numbness as he did so.
Ruth's hands flew to his neck and across his back and she tightened her legs around his hips. Then, just
as an automobile's gears are shifted and the car begins to run more smoothly so did their rhythm increase
and become a perfection of movement. He began to jab shortly and quickly into her, roaring with
pleasure each time. He threw back his head and screamed as though he were in excruciating pain,
strangely bringing Ruth's orgasm shooting from deep in the center of her trembling belly and erupting
warmly against the large throbbing head of his deep imbedded cock. She moved her hips from side to
side with a wild salacious fervor until the Lieutenant had spewed his thick, white sperm hotly into the
desperately sucking core of her pulsating little cunt. He groaned shortly and collapsed on top of her, his
prick staying hot and hard inside her.
Ruth was afraid to move to make herself more comfortable. He didn't say anything, just lay on top of
her. She had not expected to enjoy the act after he had so crudely plunged into her, but she had and
now she feared that he would know how much she had enjoyed it and that he would make her suffer for
that pleasure. So she remained silent with his hard, hot cock pulsating against the still throbbing walls of
her vagina.
"So, Fraulein," he said after a few minutes, "You are not a virgin after all, hey?"
"I ... WASN'T?" Ruth asked.
"Ha!" he laughed. "No, fraulein, you wasn't! But it doesn't matter. I don't expect one could find a virgin
in all of Germany over nine years of age."
He moved his hips slightly and rammed more fully into her. He raised his head and his cold, grey eyes
sought hers. "Fraulein," he said, "How does this bit of German Manhood feel to you?" He moved his
hips from side to side to emphasize his question.
"Ooooh ..." Ruth groaned her answer.
"So you like it, huh? Tell me you like it, Bitch," he growled, then forced his mouth onto hers and bit her
lips.
Ruth cried out in pain. That seemed to turn him on again. Like lightening he was on his knees again, had
hoisted her legs into the air, then rammed into her solidly, all his weight behind the thrust of his hard
prick. Ruth's white legs splayed apart and threshed the air helplessly, the whole of her loins open
helplessly before him.
He jotted and rocked and pounded into her with all his strength, his stroke short and swift. It was only
seconds before he screamed a profanity and rammed his hard prick into the core of her and spewed his
hot semen again into her. Her position became more and more uncomfortable. His prick had not
softened one bit after his first rousing shot into her, nor after his second. Yet he was panting from
exhaustion.
After some minutes he withdrew his huge, pulsating prick from her tight little cunt and rolled over onto
his back. He put his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling. His pole stood straight up, bard and
stiff, from his body. The large purple head glistened with moisture from their combined orgasm. Then he
began to talk. Ruth simply lay quietly by his side, not touching him, and listened. Her stretched little
vagina throbbed and pained her from the immensity of his size.
"So. You were supposed to be a virgin, Fraulein! Ha! Don't worry about it, though. I know you were
told to tell me that. It matters not. I do not care. We are told so many things and they always turn out to
be different from what we are expecting. So. But, cest la guerre."
Ruth did not answer because she felt that he did not want an answer. She was right. She heard him
swallow and she knew that he was running his tongue over his lips. Suddenly he sat up and supported his
head on his hand. He looked at her.
"You have a beautiful body, Fraulein, Beautiful. We'll make it not so beautiful. Get me a cigarettes He
ordered her.
Ruth went to the table, lighted a cigarette, and returned to the bed. He put it in his mouth and took a
deep drag. "Good. Now you may get back on the bed," he told her.
Ruth crawled back into the bed. She eased her trembling body alongside his and wondered what was in
store for her. She swore at herself for trembling, but she didn't seem to be able to control it. She stared
at the ceiling and clinched her teeth together.
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back. She complied. He brought his strong hands onto the soft quivering mounds of her upturned
buttocks and dug his fingers cruelly into her smooth rounded flesh. Ruth tried to twist her hips away from
the torture of his fingers, but she couldn't. Her every effort only seemed to increase his pounding and
punching his prick between her wide spread legs. He tore viciously at the soft resilient mounds cupped in
his hands, pulling them apart like a maniac as his balls slapped in them, then squeezing them together
again as he withdrew.
Then, without warning the Lieutenant began to moan with ecstasy. "Aaagh ... ai ... ai ..." he roared.
Before he had made the complete sound, Ruth's body was jolted from within and she wanted to come
with him, to enter the world of sheer pleasure and animal lust that was now so well known to her.
She responded in a loud moan, matching his "Aaagh's" with soft purring "Oh, oh, oh, oh's," of her own.
Then they began a wild matched rhythm of flesh smacking against flesh, the Lieutenant pounding and
punching away at her, squeezing her buttocks into numbness as he did so.
Ruth's hands flew to his neck and across his back and she tightened her legs around his hips. Then, just
as an automobile's gears are shifted and the car begins to run more smoothly so did their rhythm increase
and become a perfection of movement. He began to jab shortly and quickly into her, roaring with
pleasure each time. He threw back his head and screamed as though he were in excruciating pain,
strangely bringing Ruth's orgasm shooting from deep in the center of her trembling belly and erupting
warmly against the large throbbing head of his deep imbedded cock. She moved her hips from side to
side with a wild salacious fervor until the Lieutenant had spewed his thick, white sperm hotly into the
desperately sucking core of her pulsating little cunt. He groaned shortly and collapsed on top of her, his
prick staying hot and hard inside her.
Ruth was afraid to move to make herself more comfortable. He didn't say anything, just lay on top of
her. She had not expected to enjoy the act after he had so crudely plunged into her, but she had and
now she feared that he would know how much she had enjoyed it and that he would make her suffer for
that pleasure. So she remained silent with his hard, hot cock pulsating against the still throbbing walls of
her vagina.
"So, Fraulein," he said after a few minutes, "You are not a virgin after all, hey?"
"I ... WASN'T?" Ruth asked.
"Ha!" he laughed. "No, fraulein, you wasn't! But it doesn't matter. I don't expect one could find a virgin
in all of Germany over nine years of age."
He moved his hips slightly and rammed more fully into her. He raised his head and his cold, grey eyes
sought hers. "Fraulein," he said, "How does this bit of German Manhood feel to you?" He moved his
hips from side to side to emphasize his question.
"Ooooh ..." Ruth groaned her answer.
"So you like it, huh? Tell me you like it, Bitch," he growled, then forced his mouth onto hers and bit her
lips.
Ruth cried out in pain. That seemed to turn him on again. Like lightening he was on his knees again, had
hoisted her legs into the air, then rammed into her solidly, all his weight behind the thrust of his hard
prick. Ruth's white legs splayed apart and threshed the air helplessly, the whole of her loins open
helplessly before him.
He jotted and rocked and pounded into her with all his strength, his stroke short and swift. It was only
seconds before he screamed a profanity and rammed his hard prick into the core of her and spewed his
hot semen again into her. Her position became more and more uncomfortable. His prick had not
softened one bit after his first rousing shot into her, nor after his second. Yet he was panting from
exhaustion.
After some minutes he withdrew his huge, pulsating prick from her tight little cunt and rolled over onto
his back. He put his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling. His pole stood straight up, bard and
stiff, from his body. The large purple head glistened with moisture from their combined orgasm. Then he
began to talk. Ruth simply lay quietly by his side, not touching him, and listened. Her stretched little
vagina throbbed and pained her from the immensity of his size.
"So. You were supposed to be a virgin, Fraulein! Ha! Don't worry about it, though. I know you were
told to tell me that. It matters not. I do not care. We are told so many things and they always turn out to
be different from what we are expecting. So. But, cest la guerre."
Ruth did not answer because she felt that he did not want an answer. She was right. She heard him
swallow and she knew that he was running his tongue over his lips. Suddenly he sat up and supported his
head on his hand. He looked at her.
"You have a beautiful body, Fraulein, Beautiful. We'll make it not so beautiful. Get me a cigarettes He
ordered her.
Ruth went to the table, lighted a cigarette, and returned to the bed. He put it in his mouth and took a
deep drag. "Good. Now you may get back on the bed," he told her.
Ruth crawled back into the bed. She eased her trembling body alongside his and wondered what was in
store for her. She swore at herself for trembling, but she didn't seem to be able to control it. She stared
at the ceiling and clinched her teeth together.
The Lieutenant smoked about half the cigarette. He then ordered Ruth to mount him. She got on her [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]