Bruce learned, and so should you.”“What’s that?” I asked. “She giggled, then said, “You’ll need to go down on us lady’s once we fin...sh, and clean your cum up. I loved when Bruce did that. Then we kissed hotly.”I kind of laughed, but said, “ Nothing ventured, nothing gained. But if I don't like it, that stops.”“ Deal…. And thank you for making love to me. I've missed that”, then kissed me on the lips and left.After a bit I went outside and just walked around, thinking. Never in my wildest. It serves me right for assuming that I’m still the center of his universe. I can see what he sees in her though. She’s beautiful, she looks smart, and most likely she’s funny with a little spunk and no attitude. She’s just what he needs to move on. In a sense I feel like Gatsby—minus the illegal money and mansion—waiting on my lover to realize how much I love him, willing to sacrifice my very soul just to have a moment with him again, waiting like a moron for him to turn around and love me even. Lo was virtually totally destroyed except for some underground fortifications that survived the bombardment.The civilians were warned by the allies to leave the area and move to a safer place to avoid being killed in the action. However a large number of them remained and were killed in the battle along with an unknown number of German forces that were ordered to stay at their position and not surrender under penalty of execution. It was suspected that the German high command thought that by. I felt his hand go under my dress and almost to my most private place. I had to bite my lip to keep from yelling out. His finger started to follow the outling of my tiny thong, he teased me like this for ten minutes, torturing me and daring me to beg him for more. Then when I least expected it, his finger pressed on my clit. I almost yelled out in pleasure but instead opted to put my head down to cover my definitely red face. I grabbed onto his thigh and squeezed and he just kept rubbing my.