I asked … do you girls work out … .they both nodded and said we go gym together and work together at office … we live separately and spend our f...ee time together they said.Hmm … interesting … .and social life … ??Well … Avi said … it’s just us all the time … no boyfriends … ..we are good together … and love each other’s company.I said … what a shame … .are there no men … that find you interesting …Do you?? Asked Pooja … yes definitely I would if I could afford you …Ha ha … .they laughed … .and. I started to wank him without thinking about it at all, “That’s right, my dear, that’s real nice, come on let’s feel that cunt of yours,” and he pushed my skirt up and gently stroked what small length of the lips of my cunt that were revealed. It felt nice and almost without any conscious volition on my part, my legs began to part. In moments his gentle fingers aroused me as my lips swelled and opened, then he was feeling inside, he pushed a finger deep into my love-canal and began fucking me. We had shared a couple of bottles of wine with our food and had chatted for ages about everything. Jessica was a dark haired, dark eyed, attractive English girl in her mid-twenties. She was taking a break and traveling around Italy before starting a new job. I could tell she had been in Italy a while because of the tan she had acquired, and there was something about her that drew me in. The conversation ranged from jobs; I was in computers and Jessica was an architect, to life, loves and. War die Front endlich vorbei? War sie es nicht? Niemand wusste es, und den Fernseher anzuschalten lohnte sich nicht. Er hätte einen Teil seiner Stromvorräte opfern müssen, und solange das batteriebetriebene Radio nur vor sich hinrauschte, glaubte er auch nicht daran, dass das Opfer es wert gewesen wäre.Theo blickte aus dem Fenster. Die staubigen Straßen, die Ruinen vieler Häuser waren von den Grauen des Krieges gezeichnet. Niemand war mehr auf der Straße, wer noch lebte, hatte sich verschanzt..