Hard then slow. Taking his time and savouring the moment. A wet mess on the sheet between her legs. What a stud. Hard to believe he’d only met my lo...ely wife that very day. Here he was fucking her bare. In a moment Eddy raised himself up onto his arms, looking down at Kirsten from above. Her face was one of sheer bewilderment. How was this happening to her. I wandered toward the bed and scooped up her gentle hand. Immediately she grasped me hard and I could feel the tension of taking Eddy’s. Of course, I knew that within the month Poland would be carved up like a Thanksgiving Turkey by the Nazis and the Soviets leaving the Polish people with no place to hide and total inability to protect the Jewish citizens of the country. A large number of them had already fled to France thinking that the French promise to protect them equally as well as their own citizens was better than chancing their fate in places like Warsaw. In fact, it was the French decision earlier in the decade to rely. “Is this where you like it?” he asked in an alluringly husky voice as his finger pressed against my spot. I could feel myself becoming wetter and wetter as he continued to stimulate that spot. I couldn’t take the pleasure building inside my pussy and started grinding hard against his hand as I moaned loudly in abandon. Smacking wet sounds echoed throughout the room mixing with our panting and passionate moans. Sensing that I wanted more, he pushed in another finger inside of me and started. When I finally came, my body tensed and quivered like never before and I felt a huge relief wash over me! Kelly just looked up at me smiling saying looks like we have a gusher here! I didnt know what she meant until I looked down and saw an enormous wet spot with a puddle of my juices on the bed! I always knew I got extremely wet during sex or when I masturbated but this was unbelievable. I had never cum that hard before. From that point on the longer I could let the feeling build the stronger.