Lotte S: Memoirs

Ilse studied the question for a moment, then whispered back with quiet seriousness: "You will let me suck the jism from Newberry's big black prick? And fuck with Norman's? And take Paul's in my ass?"

Jung grinned and pulled her tighter against him. "As long as you will let me stick pins in Lotte's titties. And fuck her cunt. And eat her ass," he whispered in return, equally serious beneath his external smile. "And as long as we are still going to the movies tomorrow night."

"Of course," Ilse said with a wise smile. "The one thing has nothing to do with the other, does it?"

"Vunderbar!" Lotte cried with delight as the two young lovers took their places among the group. She took Ilse's cheeks gently between her palms and kissed her on the lips. "I luf you so much, my beauty," she said. "And you too, Herr Jung. All uf you. Now let us all luf each other again before Sanchez calls us to dinner!

"There iss no telling what delightful surprise he has prepared for us," she said with a sly grin.