She massaged my back & shoulders slow and seductively. Once in a while her hands would glide over my ass cheeks, but then quickly back to my shoulders... After a few minutes of this she concentrated more on my lower back and inner thighs. Now her hands were slipping between my ass cheeks more and more. A few times she lightly fingered my asshole. As I was getting this wonderful massage, her hubby James was sitting naked in his arm chair slowly rubbing his hard cock. Lorraine asked me to roll. George and I forged some kind of friendship. It was probably based in need, since she wasn’t going home for Christmas either. Then again it might have been that she was almost daughter like to me. Probably not though, since I still had visions of her pale body without the designer jeans. After driving only fifty miles in two hours, I pulled off the highway. On the feeder highway I found a convenience store open. From all the empty parking lots around, it appeared that the store might be the. Britain was the only European country with a decidedly anti-Hitler attitude and even that country was fairly evenly divided about waging war or continuing to appease the land-hungry dictator.At several ports of call, I gained updates on the war on the western front and the news was just as I had expected and I knew my strategic withdrawal was the best solution to the hectic circumstances.Barcelona was in a festive mood even whilst the British Army regulars were taking heavy fire from the. She held me and sucked on my nipples and thrust her fingers into my panties, I had never felt such pleasure before, her fingers worked my little pussy, it got wetter and wetter, she kept moving her fingers inside me while she kissed me. She whispered in my ear that she wanted to drink the honey from my little pink rose, the more honey the better, never touched before, just pure honey dripping out of my little rose. I moaned with pleasure as she moved back down my body and took my panties off..