My berth on the steamer was a step up from the shared hotel room in Bremerhaven but I have to confess that my new quarters in the newspaper building i... Oslo was unexpectedly plush in comparison to either. Unfortunately, I had arrived right at the time when the entire staff was preparing to make the move out of the city and I had to stay with them because they were my cover against the Gestapo.I am inserting a war front page from the New York Times for 9 April, 1940 to show the rapid unfolding. Well, I was a little worse for wear. Last night had been ... well, I didn’t really remember much. I had slightly dark circles beneath my eyes, but they’d go away. There was something about my reflection in the mirror. For the first time in years, it matched the way I thought about myself. Unless I was actually looking in a mirror, I felt ageless. I still thought of myself as a seventeen-year-old but was trapped in a fat, aging body that didn’t get out much. But the crows’ feet that reminded me. Leaning down, he put his lips on her clitoris, sucking the throbbing membrane into his mouth.As his tongue caressed and swirled over her clit, Donna was launchedinto a bodywrenching orgasm. She screamed as she again strained theropes. Her vagina convulsed sending out several streams of heated juiceswhich wet her lover's face and hair. He waited until her body was stillbefore removing his mouth. He laid across her body for a few moments giving them both a chance to recover.The next item selected. My cock was crying out for release but I did not like to masturbate it in front of her but I needn’t have worried as soon as she recovered she sat me on the sofa and after removing her knickers she straddled my legs and slipped my knob end into her hot pussy and without so much as a yelp she sank onto its full length, her hot pussy felt great as it rested on my balls and she began to ride me vigorously her hot hole rising and falling on my hot cock as she bucked herself closer to orgasm, I.