More than mouthful, maybe even more than a handful. I'd gone this far so what the hell, I lifted her top off. I held her an arm length away and drank ...n the view of her magnificent breasts.I'd seen a full length mirror in her bedroom, so I led her there and positioned her in front. I stood behind her and cupped those gorgeous tits. Her eyes were looking back at mine. I smiled and she turned around and we kissed again. Marge lifted my pullover and tossed it on her bed. We kissed again holding. I was expecting her to cover up or duck out of sight or freak out and close the curtains if she saw me watching her fuck her man but, instead she spotted me and decided to to show off her body to me while she had her husbands cock deep inside her pussy. She just started moaning louder as I watched her naked body get thrusted into the air by her man pounding her pussy so hard she can't keep her hands on her boobs for me anymore. But she leaned against the window with her boobs squeezed together. ” She pushed some buttons on her electronic cash register and slid the card through a slit on the side. “She’s a first-timer, so she’ll have to sign the form before I can give her the stamp.” She handed Anne back her credit card and pushed a sheet and a pen towards me. Anne quickly snatched it away and started to scribble, shielding it with her body. I felt a bit silly. Finally, she pushed it in front of me and handed me the pen. “No need to read it,” she told me, “just sign at the bottom. I’ll. “This war has made fools of us all. Three years ago I drove through the English countryside with my girlfriend, and now I am dropping bombs on her towns. War is a mockery of all that is good and kind, it is the final insult mankind can throw at God.”Dorothy glanced down and adjusted her tie.“If it means anything to you, I do not hate the Germans. I used to write to a German girl before the war, we were pen pals, she lived in Essen.”“I know the town well, I was born not far from there, in a town.