He then pushed me up against the footboard of the bed andpulled my panties off of me from behind.I forgot to breath as he lined the tip of his dick wi...th the lips of mypussy. I was facing the bed as he took me from behind. The blowjob hadleft me so wet he glided in without resistance. In one smooth motion heburied himself in me and with a squeak I released some of the air I hadbeen holding onto.He then fucked me like there was no tomorrow. I couldn't hold in my moansand screams as he ravished. The men were dressed more casually, or semi-formal, like Jake. This was definitely a showcase for female flesh.After about a hour of strolling around and meeting all of Rachel’s acquaintances and lady-friends (“Darling, how ARE you! It’s been so LONG!”), and munching anything that came by on a catered tray, the crowd began milling toward the stage. The curtains were lit, indicating a show soon to begin.Ten minutes later, the curtains were drawn back. On one side of the lighted stage was a. She did it with the strength of Sir Hillary, and the beauty of a serpent. And before my eyes could adjust she had attained her full pedestal atop the bar. I was now at eye line with heaven as I could look out to her trim ankles and look up to the hem of her short skirt. I wish that I could say that I looked no farther, but I could not stop myself from staring. If my jaw was on the bar as I suspected, I would never notice. Her veil dance continued from this hallowed perch as she felt the music. "How do they look Yank?" she asked. "Oooh! you should see your face !" She teased. I told her she looked great and with that she went out the door to go to the pub and meet the girls, still chuckling at the effect her legs had on me. The 'girls' were the women she worked with at the factory, making small parts that would no doubt end the war someday. When she came home I was in bed reading. She knocked on my door and came in. She was a little tipsy. "Hey Yank! Can you get some more pairs of.