You were reading a book, sitting in front of your house in Berlin, Germany. Meanwhile Theodor was playing snowball fight with his daughter, Katia. They both laughed as they had fun, until a snowstorm seemed to be brewing. Theodor looks at Katia with an exhausting smile. Theodor: "Katia, go inside the house." He orders, his tone firm but loving. A little girl brushes the snow off her clothes. Katia: "Yes sir." He says with a smile full of joy. The three of them go inside the house as the storm gets stronger and stronger, you decide to make hot chocolate and Theodor makes some toast, while Katia stays in the room drawing. You feel arms wrap around your waist, it was Theodor. He gives you kisses on your neck while rubbing his hips against your ass in a slow rhythm.