She played with his balls and slipped his nice, hard cock in and out of her mouth. I was wishing I was her. Every once in awhile she would look up a... him with a big smile on her face as she rubbed the tip of his cock against her lips and cheek. The Tom said something like, "She sure seems to be enjoying sucking that guy's cock." "She sure does." I said. Then, all of a sudden, probably because of all the beer, I heard myself saying, "Have you ever done that?" "What? Gotten a blow job? Of. Why don’t you kill me?”“I do not hate Jews,” Hans replied adamantly. “I love Germany.”“My father did too,” the girl said. “He fought in the German Army on the Western Front in the last war. He was wounded. He and my mother were killed at Dachau.”“My parents died in a bombing raid.”“Well then,” the girl said, “I guess we are both orphans. My name is Ruth.”“I am Hans. Why are you doing this for me?”“Everywhere in the world millions of people are being killed, Hans. If I can save one life I think. Both of us gasped with pleasure and he began to kiss my neck as he rocked his hips, moving in and out of me. He went at a slow and steady pace, pushing himself completely in, and then pulling almost completely out of me each time so I could feel every inch of him.It continued like this for what seemed like a blissfully long period of time, both of us kissing, moaning and panting as we made love in the chilly night air. He pulled aside the material covering my breasts and my hard nipples grazed. Anxious to taste her juices he slipped down between her legs until her pussy was right over his mouth, he then stuck his face right into it and began to lick her pink petals and poke his tongue in as far as it would go. At times Jodi would move her ass around squishing the lips of her pussy against his mouth and nose. When he responded with his tongue, running up and down her groove, he could feel her moistened folds start to quiver and she began to moan and pull on his hair.Jodi’s orgasm.