" She gave a tiny sob and snuggled in closer."He was born in 1925. Berlin. His parents were upper middle class. Both engineers, my grandfather, a desi...ner for the aviation industry, my grandmother, in civil planning. Highly educated and well paid, both had missed serving in the First War. Essential personnel, I believe. They were killed in the bombing and all the family records were lost in the fires."The Jews were destroying Germany's economy. A wheelbarrow of Marks wouldn't buy a loaf of. Wake up people if you have to.”“This had better be good enough to wake me up at this hour,” president McKinsey says, stepping into his office.“Another power plant has been attacked, sir,” the aide replies calmly.“How many so far?” McKinsey asks, waking up a little bit more.“This makes number six, sir,” the aide returns.“Damn it,” the man grunts. “Get Strandon in here.” He watches the aide leave before taking his seat. The country is under attack for the second time since he has been in office. ‘Samantha, squeeze me,’ came his calm reply from behind her. He shifted his weight slightly between his feet and she finally felt him. He was inside of her already! He must have slipped in while she was still in her throes. How long had he been there? The how was not as important as the simple feeling of him there. Sam wanted so desperately to give him some of what he had given her, but saw that he was not completely ensconced in her folds. Samantha tried several times to move her butt back to. ’ ‘Later. Right now, we’re going to finish what we started before the kids get back.’ He pulled her into her room and flung her onto the bed. Laughing, she reached up and tugged him down beside her. ‘Getting a little aggressive?’ He lay on his back. ‘Nope, waiting for you to aggress. Get on my cock. Now.’ She straddled him and he held his cock as she lowered herself onto it. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her down to lie on him as he thrust up into her. This was their favorite.