" Ah ... yes ... I had quite forgotten Harry."A USAAF pilot, Mother's brother and youngest sibling, Harry, had flown bombers ... B-17's ... I think ..... from a unit base in England to targets in France and Germany. Shot down on the very last raid before the surrender he was captured and escaped while being transported to Stalag VII-A, Germany's largest Prisoner of War camp, just north of the town of Moosberg.Stalag VII-A served also as a transit camp through which prisoners, including officers,. "You are truly the pearl of Jurai!" He thus announced firmly. Ayeka closed her eyes in pleasure, allowing the feeling of warmth to spread, bolstering her resolve. Before drawing herself firmly back to matters at hand. Turning and again regarding the elaborate mirror."But will he think so?" She asked her reflection. Still acknowledging on some level the old 'log' would say almost anything to please her. Learning to skillfully apply cosmetics growing up was considered essential, a royal. Her tits were nice, big, sexy and pretty, just not firm and high like I had thought they might be, and her ass wasn’t as firm and tight as I expected from the way it looked in her tight jeans either. Instead, she had some softness to her, almost but not quite ‘cottage cheese’, but full and sexy! She was voluptuous, curvy, soft and sexy, and she was naked with me on Paul’s couch. We made out for a while and I eventually got between her legs in the missionary position where I could rub my dick. She got angry at me and asked me to fuck off. I got very angry at her behavior and asked her to open the door or else I would call everybody and humiliate her. She hesitantly opened the door for me.Once I was in, I closed the door behind me. I just grabbed her boobs over the gown that she was wearing. And squeezed it hard. She didn’t stop me but let out a moan out of pain. And she just stepped forward for a kiss. She was already horny and wanted a good fuck.So we started kissing like there was.