The Wermacht had marched triumphantly down the Champs Elysees in Paris. Hitler had danced his little jig at Compeigne. Now England lay at the mercy of... his mighty Luftwaffe. Goering had promised the Fuhrer that the RAF would be destroyed in thirty days so that ‘Operation Sea Lion’, the planned invasion of England, could begin. Karl angrily thought that the arrogant Englanders should have surrendered. Their expeditionary army of four hundred thousand bedraggled men had been evacuated from. The beds were relatively close together. Then I saw something I will never forget. Jeremy was jacking off in his bed! With me in the room. He was pleasuring himself with a soft rhythmic stroke and he didn't last long. The way he touched himself was so beautiful and it was on full display for me in the soft morning light. I saw his hips rise in the early morning shadows and I could see clearly that he shot a load of cum onto his chest and belly. Jeremy quietly used a washcloth to clean up. Wives don't ever check, not unless you get addicted and keep on doing it over and over. Hopefully she can please you at home and it won't become a problem."Or maybe she can please me HERE, on one of her late shifts at the Pink Kitty, I thought cynically. My cock-driven brain was grasping at any and every reason to forge ahead, and self-righteous spite readily fit the bill.I pulled my credit card from my wallet and gave it to Amber. She looked it over, studying my name as if it rang a bell, and. Her moaning filled the air and she held me by my forearms pulling me up. I kept licking her up and reached the side neck just below her earlobes. She forced her hand between our bodies and reached my dick guiding it to her love hole. I raised her knees a bit, spread her legs and guided it with my hand. She seemed fresh. She was moaning and with one jerk shoved it in. She yelled and her whole body quivered. She raised her legs, I kept stroking. Her moaning alternating with some words was on. I.