He was not a member of the Nazi party like some of his fellow officers, but like everyone in Nazi Germany they all had to toe the line. Every squadron... had a party informer, who would not fail to report back if they uttered a single word of anti -Nazi feelingsHis grandmother had said in despair, just the evening before "What can we do, there is nowhere we can to run to, and if mein liebchen you can possibly get away you must look after yourself. Go and join Tony and make a new life if you can.". The room smelled of sex and I had just experienced the best orgasm that I had in years, and all while my cunt was untouched."You are soooooooo fucked!" Rachel whispered at me, and I knew that she was right. I had perfectly good intentions: I would tease Jeff, let him dominate me, but keep the sexuality to the level of teasing. And now I knew what Rachel clearly understood: I was fucked. It wouldn't happen today. Not tomorrow either. But one day soon, despite my best intentions, I would be down. Brenda grabbed my ankles and dragged my body down so my head was about a third of the way down the bed. Then she folded a pillow in half and placed it under my head. She moved so that she was squatting over me. Both of her muscular thighs were pressing against the side of my face to hold my head still. Brenda then adjusted the pillow so that my mouth was perfectly positioned to lick her cunt. She lowered herself until her pussy was only an inch from my mouth. I knew what was coming; Brenda. When I touched her pussy, she let out a huge sigh. Sheguided my hand back and forth between her slippery twat and herdiamond-hard clit.Fully lubricated, she inched back and grabbed my throbbing rod. Likea bellydancer, she gradually lowered herself onto my meaty pole,moaning as I slipped further inside her. When she touched bottom andour steamy crotches met, I reached out to grab her tits. She had adecent rack, but today they seemed fuller, more at attention than I'dever seen them. And when.