I ‘carry’ him, more like drag his dead weight, to the entrance where his doorman helps me get him in the elevator and to his door before I thank h...m and bid him goodnight. As much as I’m pissed off at David right now, I can’t help the butterflies in the pit of my belly every time his deep voice resounds in my ear. David: ‘I’m home, you can go now.’ Ananda: ‘Shut up.’ He actually does. I fight with his body weight and getting the key in the lock like a sixteen year old virgin fumbles with a bra.. I gently pulled down his boxers to reaveal a hard and growing cock. OH MY GOD!! i said to myself. HE IS HUGE!! i quietly spit in my hand and began to rub his cock slow and steady to e sure he would wake up. i then slipped the head into my mouht and began to suck gently. he was twitchy and i thought he would wke up but something in me told me to keep going. soi did and i loved it the feel of his warm and pulsating cock in my mouth was invigerating nonetheless sensual. i was so into it i. Jason could care less.Working in the Concentration Camps of pre-war Germany, inured him to human suffering. That he was a trifle mad worked to his benefit. No pity and a sociopathic outlook allowed him to experiment. Free rein from Herr Hitler assured no complaints from his staff.Eventually, the handwriting on the wall said, "The Third Reich has failed. Get out while you can."In 1943, confiscated wealth and loyal underlings transferred Jason from Germany by U-Boat to the coast off Rye, New. I loved the feeling of hot cum splashing and sticking to my big thick nipples.I then stood up. Turned to face the bed. I looked at one of the guys who just came and said, “get these panties off me.”He reached for me and pulled them to the floor.I stepped out of them and crawled on the bed giving those 2 a great view of my shaven pussy.I crawled over to one of the guys and straddled him. I reached down and placed his cock at the opening of my pussy.“Ready?” I said.He just nodded. Very slowly I.