"I could only nod. I knew that he could probably snap my bones like toothpicks, if the muscles that lined his arms were any indicator."You know the st...ry of Mengele?" It was a rather odd question, but I nodded my head. Mengele was the Nazi doctor. They called him the Angel of Death. "Well, this has nothing to do with him. But every good tale has to have Nazis in it. This story starts way before World War II. It even goes before the Revolutionary war. This story starts in ancient Rome, back when. I brought my face near her pussy and gave a long lick. Her body shivered. Then I started licking her pussy and was pressing her boobs at the same time. She was getting out of control. I finger fucked her for some time. Then I put a pillow under her ass and positioned my cock on her pussy lips.I entered the tip of my cock in her pussy. She screamed in pain, saying it’s too thick. Her pussy was very tight. I understood she doesn’t have a good sex life. I again sucked and pressed her boobs gently.. I carried on giving her little kisses and kissed her cheek and the side of her mouth. She brought her hands to hold my head, our faces just a couple of inches from each other. I could feel and smell her sweet breath. She looked at me and brought my face to her, my lips to her lips. She kissed me gently and then more urgently. I felt her mouth open and her tongue touched my lips. I opened my mouth slightly letting her lead. Her tongue entered my mouth and I felt it touch mine.I couldn’t. She told me that was fine, that she was planning to bake a carrot cake for dessert. We LOVE carrot cake! I didn’t exactly tell her what I was going shopping for, it was a bit of a surprise. I drove to the mall and found the store I wanted…Victoria’s Secret. Before I went in, I called Ginger and told her that I was buying something new and sexy for Michelle for dinner. She said she’d find some old rags to wear. Yeah, right I thought, I’ve seen her in some of her ‘old rags’! This was the first.