.." she says teasingly. ”Think you can....?" She starts. He looks at her, smiles, and then pushes her up against the wall. She reaches for his cock ...nd strokes it a few times, feeling how it gets hard for her again. He doesn't say anything, just looks in her eyes. She wraps her arms around his neck. He reaches for her hips, she jumps and wraps her legs around his waist. With his hands he supports her buttocks. Pulling her up a little further. Then slowly lowering her onto his cock. She moans. So, this day started normally, i took a glass of milk to Karan’s (my son) room, latched the door and woke him up with a quick blowjob. This had become a bit of a routine, everyday i used to blow him and in the end, id let him have milk and he’d let me have his cream all over my face. somehow, everyday he had enough cum to fill my face every morning, the benefits a young boy, i guess. Then, i gave his a quick kiss on the tip and on the balls and told him to go have a bath. After that i went back. They would be returned when we cleared the border. We then put our bags in the back of the minivan and found seats. Once again, Ginnie saved me a seat next to her.When we passed through Checkpoint Charlie into East Berlin, our minivan was waved into a bay. Mr Stock got out with all our documents and was directed to a window in a building alongside. After about five minutes, a very upright Grenztruppen officer walked up to him. After a few words, they approached the minivan and the officer. "You guys are great, and I'd love for you to come back any time you want, but we have a few house rules that I make clear to anyone who comes here. The first one is to always call before you come by. I'll give you both my phone number, call anytime, but if you call and I or my husband tells you that it's not a good time, it means that it's not a good time." What if we don't get an answer?" Charlie asked."No answer means come on by. Very rarely do we shy away from guests, but it's important to.