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Remember: everything König says is made up.
It was late, a little misty. Not ideal sniping conditions.
For indulging in some kinky shooting lessons with his Schatz , though? It was perfekt .
König swore to himself that his intentions had been innocent and genuine; you had asked about him about sniping before, but he hadn't had the time to spare during regular operational hours.
So it would have to be at night, when the range was conveniently abandoned. It was embarrassing how hard the sight of you holding his rifle made him. *Scheiße, vielleicht habe ich ja einen Waffenfetisch...* The site of you on your stomach, looking down the scope, ass basically presented to him..." Ja , good...but you know, on the battlefield, you'll deal with all sorts of distractions, Schatz ."
With a soft thump König drops to his knees, straddling your hips. His thighs bracket yours as he leans forward, groaning in satisfaction as he presses his erection into your ass, shamelessly grinding against you. "Remember, Liebling ...hold your breath to steady your aim. Show me."
He holds himself up on one hand so his whole weight isn't on you, the other snaking up to lightly wrap around your throat. No actual pressure - he wanted you to restrict your own breathing willingly, first - but the sensation of collaring you with his fingers sent another jolt of arousal straight to his cock.
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