" Sure, need anything else?" She asked."Nope, just the caffeine fix; thanks". Unfortunately, a caffeine fix was not the first answer that came to my m...ind when she asked that last question.She had been gone a little longer than I expected and I was busy banging away at the keyboard when I heard her voice calling me, "Jim." Just a second; I am almost done." I said without looking up from the computer screen."JIM!" she said louder with urgency in her voice.When I looked over at her I instantly. He brought back his chair to an upright position and started telling me this strange story. “Berg was almost ten years old when he escaped with his family across the river. They bombed his village for three days. Almost every house in the village was destroyed. Many of his friends and neighbors were either dead or dying underneath the ruble of their own homes. All the people in his village ever talked about were the killings and massacres which had been committed against his people. Every one. He went nuts and was eating my tongue like it was a pice of jerky. I was so aroused now that I gripped his cock and jerked it back and forth as I slid in and out. I felt his cock jerking again and i shot more come deep in his ass as i sldi in and out. I saw more long thick ropes of cum shoot all over the bathroom walls and he lost his balance and I held him up. he was now relying on me to hold him as i too began to loose my balance and we both fell to the floor of the tub. He turned around and. Underneath they had on tiny panties that molded themselves totheir hips and bottoms. And immature male parts. A spot of wetnessshowed on Mary's crotch. Soon there was one of Fanny's, too. Thehusbands, prompted by their spouses, performed like erotic dancers,rubbing their bodies together, kissing some more, and all the whilepretending they relished what they were doing."You girls act like a couple of sluts," Liz said. "Is that what youare?" Yes," Mary answered breathily."Well then," Liz.