“Tell me how you know Heinrich Dietz.”“From the news. He killed Eliot.” He told her truthfully. “I saw the broadcast earlier.”“And you d...dn’t know him before then?”“No.”Whatever his role in all this, Chase wasn’t aware of Dietz before today. She factored that into her line of thinking. She’d asked if he was a Nazi but she needed more detail and “Are you a racist?” would be open to personal interpretation.“Do you think white people are superior to other races?”“No.” Tad answered right away.“How. I don’t see that there would be a problem with that,’ he said, grinning. And with that we headed to my hotel. Once we got into the elevator, we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. I wanted to fuck him right there but decided that because I had waited this long I could wait a little longer. We got off the elevator and he picks me up and carries me to my room. I start laughing and he’s telling me to be quiet. He set me down long enough to get the key-card out of my pocket, and then. Kissing her neck she clutched him tightly, her hands drifting over the hardness of his shoulders to find the cool skin on the back of his neck, her fingers entwining in his hair, guiding his head as he kissed her. There embrace broke swiftly as he began to unbutton her blouse, his hands strong and rough from days of work in stark contrast to her smooth angelic skin. His lips seared trails of fire down the valley of her breasts as he bared them to the coolness of the evening air, now damp with. Every once in awhile, i would do the same for my mom’s and s****rs panties when i visited…which i wish i took advantage of when I was living with both of them when we all lived under one roof. Anyhow…those few incidents…i can were the begining of my panty fetish…which later on just had collections of panties from my friends girlfriends…i can say everyone of my friends gf i have tasted their pussy through their panties. actually lived with a friend who happens to live with his gf and along with.