Prime Minister Churchill was revered for his plain talk and his faithful attention to duty in keeping promises and never lying when asked a question a...out the status of the war. Even in their darkest hour, the British leader was tireless in devising new ways to defend the homeland and he set an example of leading from in front that inspired the British people to sacrifice everything for God and their country.I was listening to the historical events from my tiny hotel room in Marseilles, Vichy. I lingered in the shower just in case he came back. When he didn't return, I stepped from the shower and dried myself with two towels. One for my body and one for my hair. The whole time that I was naked I tried to decide what I wanted. Did I want Michael to leave me alone or did I want him to come watch.I was dressed and in the hall when I next saw Michael. He was also dressed. He looked quite handsome even in his old jeans and orange sweatshirt. Michael was a very handsome young man. I was. As she was sliding the dildo up and down her body, lingering around her pussy, she stopped and came back to the computer. Finally she gave into begs for her underwear to be removed and she peeled off her bra and thong to reveal gorgeous tan marks but as she began to play with her breasts and started sliding her fingers into her clearly visible dripping pussy someone knocked on her bedroom door. Sarah jumped up, hid the dildo, put her dressing gown on and opened the door. It was her flat mate. "I'm getting undressed, too."Christine waited. They had played sex games over the phone before: sitting naked on there beds, trying to get each other hot with sizzling sex fantasies. The big difference this time was that Christine's story was a fantasy. She held the phone and her breath. Already, her cherry pussy was seeping hot cunt juice. She stroked the retriever's belly absent- mindedly."Okay, I'm ready, I'm naked, too." Tracy lay on her bed, the phone propped against her ear, anxiously.