"Hello?" Hey, Jerry, it's me. Are you ready to go?" Yeah, I've been ready for a while." Great! Hey, listen, I'm outside the building, do you just want...to come out to the street? I don't see any parking spaces close by." Sure. I'll be right out."Jerry hurries to get his coat on; he almost runs down the hall to get outside where Roger is waiting for him. He feels a new attraction for Roger the moment he gets into his warm car. He wants to kiss him, but since they are in public, he doesn't.. The incredibly sexy, tallblond was all over him. Her radiant pussy was the universe, and swallowedhim up as he merrily pumped away. Greg was in a state of bliss, butsomehow, that state abruptly changed, radically.Suddenly, he wasn't the pumper, he was the holding tank. A hard dickthrust into his - her - softness, and Greg cried out in awe. No wonderDharma loved him so much - he was really hung. He clasped his old bodyeagerly to himself! His new tits were straining at the bit."Harder, more and. He says “are you going to show me who you are or not” and I slowly pull my hands away from his eyes and he turns around and oh my god, to this day I can’t forget the look of shock and happiness on his face. He just stared at me, and then grabs me and kisses me with the most hungry and passionate of kisses I’ve ever felt. I knew then he missed me as much as I had missed him, he picks me up and I’m straddling him now, lucky I was wearing jeans, and I’m sitting there on top of him, kissing and. "More! More! More!" Was her acquired American plea as he became not only steeled, but, impervious to satisfaction.At exhaustion she slept, her breathing once ragged now even and calm.Just before dawn he slept, visions of "Sergeant Kinchloe" being murdered by SS agents standing before his mind; Colonel Klink, monocle locked watching the slaughter take place and lifting not a finger to stop it.---------"My dearest, Robert,I must return to my country. Stalin awaits my presence. Yes, some day I.