‘So, you fucking hairy like that all over now?’I replied ‘not ALL over, but getting there!’‘Hairy chest?’ He asked‘A little, some down t...e center, hairy around my nipples, more chest hair each week now, it’s filling in nicely’‘So fucking cool dude, I think your fucking stomach hair is sexy, got more than me!’, and with that comment he took off his tee shirt to show me. ‘Let’s see that stomach again man, come on, show me’I lifted up my shirt again. He pressed close to me and slid his hand over. You have anametag already on the shirt."Jake sighed and turned back to the rest of his task. Heturned around and snatched the pantyhose up. Verycarefully, he sat down and pulled the pantyhose on, carefulnot tear and snag it. He remembered when he was little whenhis mother would get upset if she put a run in herstockings. He stood up, tucked his small dick between hislegs and pulled the pantyhose up to his waist and put thesocks on. He took the skirt and stepped into it and zippedup the side and. The escort consisted of two Wehrmacht soldiers who were not inclined to talk to me, nor to each other as we traveled. We were just outside Bruges, on a lonely country road when we came to a sudden stop, ostensibly for a hay wagon which had lost a wheel and was blocking the road. My two escorts got out to protest vehemently to the farmer, with a lot of shouting, and waving of arms, when suddenly, they were overpowered by about five men. The car door was opened, and I was roughly dragged out,. I was determined to swallow that black sword but it was so big that every time that I thought I was home free, I gagged and had to take it out. My wife pulled out a tube of some kind of lubricant that I’d never seen before. It somehow numbed my throat so that I could deep throat that huge cock. He didn’t fuck my mouth, he just let me bob my head up and down on him. Just before he came, I could feel that monster swell even more in my mouth. Instead of having me jerk him off all over my face, my.