" Ashley sah verlegen auf ihre Füße, sich selbst einschätzend. Sie war ein wenig kleiner als Sandy, kein Basketball-Star wie sie, sie war aber eine...gute Läuferin. Schlank und fit, bevorzugte tagsüber Trikots als Bekleidung, aber sie scheute im Gegensatz zu Sandy das Rampenlicht. Nein, Ashley tat in der Regel ihr Bestes, ein Mauerblümchen zu bleiben, ihr goldblondes Haar ging bis zur Mitte der Wange und das Pony versteckte manchmal eins ihrer hellen blauen Augen sein. Sie schnürte sogar ihre. I reached behind her, and with a little difficulty I managed to unclasp her bra & gazed as her gorgeous tits fell free. I lifted her head from my cock and pulled her down to lie on her back. Her nipples stood erect as I lowered my mouth onto one of them, my tongue teasing it as I gently bit and sucked at it. My hand started rubbing her thigh, moving upwards until it brushed against the thin material of her panties. With my fingertips I traced the outline of her pussy lips through the now. Chris closed the door behind him, locking it. “How have you been?” I asked. My back was facing him so that I couldn’t see his face. It took Chris a long time to answer the question. “Fine. I guess...” It was so weird to hear his voice again. I wanted to hear it for so long, but I wasn’t expecting for it to be tonight. “Shit’s been fucked up lately,” he finished.I sat on the couch. Chris sat in the chair on the opposite side of me. He looked the same, still beautiful, but there was a sadness in. There were threats of Nuclear war made by the Chinese government if any attacks were attempted. Our government in its supreme confidence, took these as just idle threats. Simply put, no missile had that kind of range. The Chinese knew better than we did. They had started working on Intercontinental Ballistic Missiles in the early eighties. The pride of the American government would not allow them to see any one other than the former Soviet Block countries as a Nuclear threat. That being said,.