His long-time personal secretary Trudi Junge slept there with another secretary just recently assigned. A nurse called Ema Flegel also slept there as ...well. In the beginning they would have conferences in the building above and have tea in the afternoon. The accelerated bombing prevented them from continuing that routine as the enemy drew ever closer to the gates of Berlin.Things changed for the worst when the Russian Army began the Battle for Berlin on 16 April 1945. The ring of steel around. " Glancing down he saw there was a definite wet spot on his crotch, right where she had been sitting."Whoa," he gulped. "Somebody wet themselves, but I don't think it was me." Well, I'm just a woman," she said fluffing her hair and batting her eyelashes. "I can't help what you do to me." She hadn't yet fixed her blouse and her breasts wobbled as she moved; Nilsen found he couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight even if he tried."Ah ... ah ... May?" he stuttered. "Don't you think you should,. "Darling, I can't believe they got you to come in on a Sunday. You mustbe mental." Hey Jen! Some of us haven't got sugar daddies to rely on you know, wehave to actually work for a living. Besides, time and a half."Simone was a no-nonsense butch Bristolian, with beautiful dark skin anddreadlocks that fell to her shoulders. Today she wore a delightful septumpiercing that together with her eyebrow and labret jewellery made herlook positively fearsome, but nothing could be further from the. .. slowly sliding my dick back and forth between her wet thighs with my balls pressing against the back of them, each time I pushed back forward. My hand was applying more pressure, as I slid it across her stomach and back up to her tits. To my surprise, she tried to help by slowly grinding her ass back to meet my forward thrusts. By now my precum was flowing freely so, in no time, my dick and her thighs were slick with it’s wetness. My fingers flicked over her nipples again and I heard her.