Vigor.That might have been fine, except that the response of the big dogs drew a lot of attention. It was "the middle of the fucking night," as one po...lice commander later noted, when the normal civilian constabulary in that jurisdiction learned that men with machine guns were in the process of storming a van parked in the Home Depot parking lot.And the local police reacted with cavalry of their own. Need I say they also did so with vigor?Nobody got shot, but it was a close thing.And, right in. Her tits were so huge she had trouble even seeing it without a mirror. I looked at her and grinned as she looked up at me over those huge tits, her face pink. Such a beautiful sight, my sweet, fat Millie, buck naked and spread wide open. In a few minutes she would look even better. My cock was already hard, but I got harder thinking about it. ‘Well? Let’s get this over with,’ she said. I went into our bathroom and got my own electric shaver. I flipped open the trimmer and sat down between her. " No! Of course. You have no recollection. But vee have met, I can assure you. You can see for yourself."Then he grinned at me, and what I saw behind that grin was a friendly-looking, jovial, well-mannered, half-Austrian, half-German gentleman that could become the wiliest son of a bitch with the flip of a switch. It would have felt very reassuring at that time had I known for certain that we were on the same side. Judging from what I saw on the display next though, it seemed like for some. But he suddenly realized that love itself and its reckless pursuit had made him suffer more than any absence of it. He had little clue that love was also like its ugly twin, war, and that multitudes died more of love’s twisted ability to carve up a man’s heart than any sharp bayonet that some unreasonable enemy thrusts into another man. But there were other types of love, he figured, and not necessarily the love that demanded the taste of a woman’s lips or the silky feel of her charms in his.