She could see the sparkle, when the dim light struck it, of a large drop of pre-cum seeping from the slit in the dark swollen head. Using the tip of her tongue, Isis spread the pre-cum over the head of his prick until it glistened in the dim light from the snowstorm outside. Isis squeezed Finn’s prick with her hand, pumped it a little, teasing another drop of pre-cum from the slit, then probed the gaping slit with her tongue seeking even more. She opened her lips wider and let the large head slip between her lips, into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head and the shaft as she took his prick as deep into her mouth as she could. Isis felt the swollen head of his prick pressing against the back of her throat, then its head being squeezed by her throat…she relaxed her throat muscles and took his prick even deeper in her throat…burying her nose in his pubic hair, her nose pressed against his abdomen. Isis backed off, took a breath, and began to suck Finn’s prick in earnest, her. ’ ‘Miene liebe Katrina,’ Jeffrey said dropping to one knee. ‘I am not like that. My feelings for you are true. The gift was from my heart.’ The two looked at each other. A woman’s voice called out from one of the tents. ‘Katrina, die Kinder sind wach. Gekommen!’ ‘Jeffrey, I must go,’ she smiled. Standing she placed her hand on his cheek. Katrina bent down and lightly kissed his cheek. He grabbed her hand. ‘Tonight?’ ‘Yes!’ and she hurried off. Jeffrey sat at the table deep in thought. He meant what he said when he said he wasn’t like those men. Was it true though? He remembered what Frau von Hausen had taught all those years ago. She had him many things but one thing she stressed above all. Love was not a game and a woman’s heart was not a trophy. He leaned back in his chair, took a drink, and felt Nancy’s locket on his skin. He realized he had learned his lessons well, perhaps too well. That is all but one. After all these years, maybe it was time for him to use everything she thing.
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