It runs between the road we just left and the large wall ahead of us. It would take an average guy carrying a pack and rifle almost a minute to run fl...t out from the road to the fence. I had a couple of local boys make the run and I timed them.“A minute is a very long time, particularly if someone is shooting at you. I still wasn’t satisfied with that as a deterrent. The ground here is basically grass covered, but the surface below the grass is little uneven. Actually, it’s a lot uneven. It’s. Beyond was the station here in the middle of nowhere, lit only by flickering, dim bulbs. The night was gray-gray wooden building, gray platform, gray drizzle. Two more days of this before I reached Berlin.I had been lucky to make it on the train. At first I'd been told there was no seat for me, but then at the last minute the conductor had motioned me aboard and shown me to a small cabinet at the end of the car. One of the couch-like benches and most of the aisle was stacked with bundled goods. I turned him around again and stood up, lifting him with me, this time, with both of his arms pushing against the wall, I held him around the chest and starting wanking him off. I went faster and faster, he moaned deeper and deeper. His moan was really deep, I held his head back with my arm around his neck and he came on his stomach, into his belly button. We sat back down onto the shower floor, with the hot water running down my back and Jackson facing me, I licked the cum off his stomach and. Would you be up for helping me out? Oh my god! Id love to, but … You can say it, Sarah, youre afraid that I would be jealous. Im afraid that I would be jealous too. Horribly jealous Yet, Ken, youre OK when Andrew or Les is fucking my arsehole while youre fucking my cunt. Whats the difference? The difference is that Im fully involved. I wouldnt even be in the same room if you and Vera were fucking men for Andrew. OK. Lets not get into an argument about something thats not likely to happen.