oh, heheeehee!" had a bit more schnapps. Von B. poureed another schnapps. he really put them down. gentlemen, I am an artist and an inventor! my FUCK MACHINE is really my daughter, Tanya-" "more little jokes, Von?" I asked. joke nothing! Tanya! go over and sit in the gentleman's lap." Tanya laughed, got up, walked over and sat in my lap. a FUCK MACHINE? I couldn't believe it! her skin was skin, or so it seemed, and her tongue as it worked into my mouth as we kissed, it was not mechanical - each movement was different, responding to my own. I was busy at it, ripping her blouse from her breasts, working tangled; we somehow got to standing - and I took her standing up, my hands reaching down, spreading her asshole as I pumped, she came - I could feel the throbbing, and I joined. it was the best fuck I had ever had! Tanya went to the bathroom, cleaned-up and showered, dressed-up again for Indian Mike. I guess. man's greatest invention," Von Brashlitz said quite seriously.