She held herself from thrashing in heat, but she could not help arch her back from. She felt both of his hands part her down there and a third somethi...ng enter her. His tongue sheathed into her smoothly, the saliva covered organ aided by her wetness. She felt his fingers clutching on to her inner thigh and leg, parting her open. She twitched as he flicked her with the tip of his tongue, and soon she began to clutch on to the sheets and his head as she felt waves of pleasure crash through her. The soviet rulers had been worried about people attempting to escape to the west and if she was caught by the Stasi who knows what would happen to her.People sometimes disappeared without warning.The fact that she had been visiting her friend and lost all track of time would not matter at all to the authorities. No, they would automatically accuse her of some kind of subversive activity or, worse, trying to escape to the west!She had lived all her life in Eisenach, from birth in 1922 until now. Can't you just ... let it go? Just this once? For me?" Fine," Mike muttered, sighing. "Don't like him, Abby. Don't like him at all." He couldn't help saying that, letting Abby know his stance hadn't changed."I know, Mike. I know. But you did once. And for me, can you at least pretend to respect him while the agencies are working together? I don't know why, but he means a lot to me. Almost as much as you do, you big turd," she teased him, and punched him in the shoulder.Mike shrugged. "Maybe,. Lips and tongue combined as they left a trail of warm wetness up to his head, quickly, the head engulfed again to the warm wet depths, saliva leaking he began bobbing, slowly taking more and more of Myron in. Then they hit the barrier, again and again Myron felt he couldn't get thru, didn't matter he though, it was way wonderful so far. The boy pushed him away slightly, leaned forward a bit and guided Myron back into the depths, 'it's about as far as it's going to go, he muttered,. But the boy.