" What did you ever see in him?" When I first met him he reminded me a lot of you. But that was only the superficial stuff. Blue eyes, lopsided grin, ...tall and charming." Of course he was charming. He was trying to get into your pants. When did he show his true colors?"As Lara related the story of her life with Mike I listened for any signs that she was going to cry. The tears started flowing when she started talking about mom's funeral. One of Lara's neighbors told her that Mike had brought a. The wanking continued for a few minutes as Mike fucked Maggie’s cunt as she felt the effect of her building orgasm, but it wasn’t the orgasm that mattered. She just wanted cum.Mike fucked her a little faster, it was soon after he increased his pace that Maggie was moaning and groaning as she pushed her bum off the sofa to meet his thrusts.With Maggie’s orgasm over, Mike had done what he had intended to do from the first time David positioned himself on the top of the sofa. It was a brave move,. With a last jarring trip through yet another mud hole, I drove up into a fairly level stretch of ground sheltered under a monstrous cypress that also shaded the shack. I stopped at the back corner of the house, shut off the engine, and got out.The house – it was well built, I could see, certainly not a shack, despite the weathered, unpainted clapboard exterior – sat next to a creek that meandered its way through the swamps. Past the corner, I could see the end of a wooden dock, and the fog. Frau Schmidt would listen to music and act as translator and guide as our knowledge of each other’s language deepened. I tried very hard not to ‘learn’ too quickly, but as we approached Christmas, Frau Schmidt commented to my mother on my ‘remarkable language ability’ when they happened to meet in the High Street. Col’s English was also improving rapidly, although he spoke it with a noticeable German accent.We were sitting at the table, homework finished one day, just chatting.“Willi, how about.