She was being fucked like a bitch in heat... and I was her s0n... so that did indeed make me a "s0n of a bitch". Dad got the joke too, because he grin...ed at me and urged me on, all the while stroking his swelling cock. "Fuck her, s0n! Really fuck her hard! Your m0ther needs a young cock every so often to keep her satisfied." I understood immediately, my m0m and dad had become swingers. I didn't mind that one bit because I was getting to fuck my gorgeous m0ther and that was all that mattered. He dived to the floor and crawled through the undergrowth. Above him he observed in silence as Japanese soldiers passed him gripping their own guns and escorting a light tank. Soon they had passed. The year was late 1944. Germany was close to defeat but the Japanese were still fighting on against both the British and the Americans.Eric stood and began to walk slowly in the dark towards the smouldering ruins of a city or town, it looked like it had been bombed by the British and the American. Occasionally a lady would take hold of a cock, tease it with her fingers for a moment before dancing away. When the music stopped for a minute, and while the records were replaced drinks were gulped down. Catherine was also down to her stockings, still wearing her maid’s cuffs and hat, but the uniform and her knickers were missing. More interest was being shown to me by men, although I was also feeling randy, I tried to control my urges. After all as the supposed hostess, I wanted to be. I've done some checking with various law enforcement agencies and your fingerprints are either not on file or there is no information that would cause you a problem wherever you went. I suggest you re-establish your proper identity when you settle on where you want to live. The last time we talked about it, you seemed to be thinking about British Columbia." Yes. I think so. That's a huge relief, Denis. I don't know what you did or how you did it, but I'm really happy to be just Colin Stewart.