I will hold you responsible. And before we start this day’s lesson, I’d like you all to know that a classmate of yours received an award for havin... one of the best essays in an interschool writing competition.” The class was staring around; it was clear this was news to them. Ms Granger sighed exasperatedly. “I would’ve thought that you told them. Well? Stand up, Masters, and let your classmates appreciate the honor you’ve brought our school.” Johnson Masters hesitantly stood up. M’s daughter slept. She was only fourteen and the Germans never bothered her. Seeing two of the women they had bothered with told me why. They were both very pretty and had fantastic tits. As Mrs. M. began treating my leg her daughter stirred and woke up. She was a stunning beauty with reddish blonde hair, blue eyes and freckles. She was ecstatic about the American invasion and we had to tell her to be quiet several times. The bleeding on my shin had never completely stopped and my pant leg. It was Carol on the line and we talked for twenty minutes about how difficult it was to tell anything about someone through ads, letters or phone calls; we talked about sexual freedom and new morality etc.Later I told my wife about, "You know, I like her, she seems to be bright and she has a sense of humor. Of course, she'll probably turn out to be a pig but I have a feeling she won't."Next Friday night we went to meet Larry and Carol at an East Side bar. Caro turned to be a smashing brunette. His growls made Paris’ stomach clench and heat with lust. Eyes widened and breath caught in her throat as his tongue ran from Tiffany’s engorged nub, through her fleshy, swollen folds and up to the forbidden, wrinkled opening that twitched incessantly. Paris felt her knees buckle as she watched Tom work the tip of his tongue into the dark star, thrusting and prodding, stretching the tight opening so that his thumb smoothly slid into her clenching depths. He slid the digit slowly back forth as.