There is no willing away such inhuman pleasure.Sisyphus, you must ascend to an inevitable fall. Your hands find her breasts, they fill your palms to ...erfection, her dark nipples slip between your fingers and you squeeze. They shine in the candlelight. Two pearls of ebony, lit by fire and your saliva.Your true prize, though, lies between her legs. Her lips can't contain this overflowing well. The juices of her first orgasm dancing with renewed passion. Her clitoris shines too, impossibly, from. Mike was getting ready to remark on it when he saw that there were actually two glows very close to each other. It was at that moment he realized the red glow was the signature of bomb or missile blasts and not the rising of the sun. Maria legs were shaking as she too realized it was not the dawn but an explosion of some magnitude. The sound of the falling ordinance came across the still darkened valley with a distinctive Whoomph ... Whoomph ... informing Mike that some target was obliterated. Pamela noticed Janice's nail polish and asked to borrow it. She hikedup her skirt slightly and sat on my face, facing my feet. She kickedoff her heels, slid her pantyhose down her legs, and then trapped mycock between her bare feet. She wiggled her ass on my face, grindingherself on me until she trapped my nose and mouth in her crotch. Thenshe started to fondle my cock with her toes.Janice said she had to get some things and make some phone calls, andwould be right back. She said she would. "Sergei snorted and answered, "Comrade Captain, during the siege of Leningrad we lived on vodka, moldy bread and rats..."Oleg interrupted, "But mostly vodka. It was so damn cold it was all that kept us from freezing. Thank God the German bastards didn't have vodka or they might have taken Leningrad."Sergei added, "Oleg you old liar, you know the women helped to keep us from freezing too."Oleg laughed and agreed, "Yes comrades, those were the good days." Oleg took another big drink of the vodka,.