Just for once, the Luftwaffe gave London a break and the air raid sirens failed to disturb our night’s sleep.We took Patty with us when we met Keppe... at the American Chancery in Grosvenor Square, we couldn’t possibly leave her alone all day, but she stayed outside with Jock where the armed guards at the Embassy directed him to park the car.While Mary had been playing plain “Mrs Jones” for the past couple of days, with the smart clothes that Milly packed and Jock picked up from Hettie’s the. Take the three bedroom doors off their hinges and stow them in the garage temporarily. I don’t want her to run in a bedroom and lock the door when she gets home Saturday. I could always kick the door in, but my way is much more economical.3. Force Karen to answer the seminal question- Why?I called in to my boss and told him I needed a few days off to solve a personal problem. Brian is a great guy and very perceptive. He asked the question, not to pry or be nosy, but because he truly cares about. She moved to that position and I quickly realized that, not only was there no bra, she wasn't wearing panties either! I put a hand on each leg well above her knee and she steadied stretching to unfasten the fixture. With her legs straddling me, it was easy to see up her skirt and her shaved cunt. She wiggled a bit and I moved a hand up and cupped her cunt. She was already damp and didn't seem to mind so I let my fingertip push into her slit. She moaned a bit but didn't try to stop me or say,. “Slower,” she whispered hoarsely. I tried to control my lust, worried that she was still too weak. Eventually, we fell into a nice rhythm. Our movements became fluent and synchronized. I had the feeling that I was detached from reality and that only the two of us existed. Her moans became louder with every thrust. I was barely able to breathe. Then it came. She shuddered and cried out as I erupted inside her. I lay beside her, watching her pretty face. She smiled and snuggled closer to me. .