We spent the rest of the night just chatting. The next day was Friday and when I came home from work my wife met me as always with a kiss. She said sh... was glad I was home and she was acting extra bubbley. I noticed she was wearing a skirt and blouse with high hills...I asked if we where going out? She said no I thought we could spend the weekend here at home. OK I said , I was just wondering why you where dressed up. She pulled the skirt out on the sides and said I wanted to look nice for. I found it in my top draw and turned it on, the loud buzzing noise in itself started my pussy lubricating. Today I just moved it gently over my clit, back and forth while I squeezed my tits hard enough to hurt. I wasn't going to last long not with all those disgust images of the sex shop in my mind. This time he was shoving his cock deep inside me, and pumped it in and out hard. My orgasm swept over me and I was still."That was fucking fantastic," I said out loud, "perhaps I'll go back to that. When she's horny, she just goes at me. I love it.We'd use Monica's house some, but her little sister, Myra, is kind of a snot. She's thirteen and cute like Monica but is really kind of a brat.Anyway, Monica is sixteen, like me, and a cute redhead. She has real pretty breasts and, naked, she is a mass of freckles. Her bright red pubic hair is trimmed into a little heart right above her slit and she says that her heart is mine. Mmm, it sure is.She's also on the pill, she tells me her mom put her. Within minutes they were being led across some fields on their way to a safe house. They had originally planned to go straight to Anne-Marie's apartment, which her parents had given her as a wedding present in Zeebrugge. However, the leader of the partisans decided that because the Germans were very active that night that it was too dangerous. It was something they did at random and it was unfortunate that tonight was one of their random nights for a crack down.They were taken to a small.