" Smith continued with a slight smile, "Bernhard traded one set of plates for that perfect one hundred dollar American note, for the lives of his forg...rs. The guard concocted mechanical problems for their trucks and by the time it was resolved the forgers melted into the Ebensee's sizable inmate population, and within hours the camp was liberated." Gwen smiled slightly as she said tightly, "Well, Billy doesn't have your god damned perfect plate, Mr. Smith. Not much use anyway after the currency. I teased some more giving her just a peak at the head. Turned around with my butt facing her and lowered the briefs down. I turned around facing her with my hands and briefs covering the cock. I could see her breathing hard. "Said ready to see everything?" She said "god yes, show me baby!!!" I removed my hands and tossed the briefs across the room. There I was fully naked, rock hard in front of a fully clothed very sexy but professional looking girl. Here eyes were looking right at my hard. “I sure do wish I hadn't promised Jarrad, but I did.” “Too bad,” Ashley said as she turned toward the door. Calling after her, Brad cautioned, “Don't forget about the yard guys. Today's their day.” And if she's at the pool dressed like that, it really will be their day. “Thanks for the reminder,” Ashley said flippantly as she wiggled her butt and closed the door. My god, Brad thought. I can't believe I'm actually living with a fox like that. Brad and Ashley were stepsiblings. They were the same. Bad Kimmi. The ache between my legs returns with a vengeance. I feel my nipples struggling to protrude within the restrictive bra. My mouth craves the hot dog. You have figured out by now I view it as a cock - a fat, face-fucking cock.My fingers pry its meat from the bun and dangle its length in front of my face. I try to resist, but I am weak. Opening my mouth, I push just the tip into my mouth. Of course, the tip doesn’t satisfy. One hand slides the hot dog in and out my mouth, while my other.