The other man in the room looked up from polishing his spectacles. "Yes, we are actually," he said quietly."Sorry," said Churchill, "should have intro...duced you. Clegg, this is Turing from GC&CS." Clegg nodded. "Can I ask how you know about Enigma?"Clegg explained, "I used to own a few." Strangways gave another strangled grunt. "The Germans produced a commercial model. Used by banks and the like. I had quite a large business concern in the '30's. UK, Europe, USA. Our branches needed to exchange. Jeff and I chatted for about an hour, getting on well, and then the rain started to come down. He asked whether I had a place to stay for the night and invited me to stay with him and his partner. I accepted.When we got to his house it was already getting dark. His partner, Mark, was there. He was a bit taller, also in his late 50s. I hadn’t brought too many warm clothes and, feeling cold, they let me take a hot shower and gave me a robe. They had a cosy living room with a sofa and lounge. "At least put on that robe," cried my friend’s mother. "I don’t think so", I replied and headed for the door. I opened them wide and saw the little one staring confusedly at my naked pussy, freshly shaved, and my tits with nipples stiff as a rock. I inhaled the smoke and put my hands on my hips, with my legs half spread. "It's not polite to stare," I scolded the boy. I could imagine what it was like for a 10-year-old k**. He all blushed and began to stutter an apology. "Come on, come in," I. Her very well-muscled legs were taut and well defined. Upstairs we passed Caitlin’s room, the door was closed and the sound of the television told me someone was in there. I wondered if she knew what her mom had planned.Vickie’s bedroom was large with a king sized bed as its focal point. Two doors lead to a balcony. Watching her every movement she pulled down the bedspread and the covers revealing maroon sheets of a very soft material. Laying down she spread her legs, opening her pussy lips..