Her breasts were now bulging around her nipples; I lightly flicked her nipples to test their bounce and once satisfied I slowly lightly licked ever de...reasing circles on her breasts until my tongue lashed her nipples. Tammy was moaning in a low guttural pleasure sort of way. Perfect I thought.Just then the front door bell rang; I looked at Tammy's reaction and nothing. So I slipped silently away and let the six guys in: leading them into the living room; I began to explain the rules before they. I waited to see what she would do. I knew what I wanted. I was hoping she did, too.Then it happened as she was pulling her pussy lips wider apart. It began gushing. I pressed my prick down. It was stiff but I needed to do something, badly. I began pissing, also, down onto her peeing pussy. She let out a loud groan and almost fell back. I was letting it all splash out against her pussy."Omigod, coming now. Shit. Oh fuck," she cried, but kept rubbing her pussy with her fingers.Then, as I forced. It seemed horribly unfair to him that a girl with legs as beautiful as young Bettina's had to suffer such an indignity. It never bothered him to see the twisted bodies of young men cut down in their prime but the thought of a beautiful young girl marred for life or a child caught up in the chaos of war was overwhelmingly sad and depressing.Ever since the debacle at Stalingrad, he knew deep down inside that the fatherland would lose this war just like they had lost the one his father waged so. Now I’ve been with a lot of men, and I can safely saythat this stud had what we women call a belly tickler.It wasn’t the thickest dick I’ve seen, but it was easilyeight and a half inches long, you know, the kind thatyou can feel up in your stomach.“Oh God Raif, that’s a fantasy cock alright.”“Bigger than your husbands I take it?” he asked. By thelook on my face, he already knew the answer. “Oh baby! You’ve got him beat by a.