So no, I don't mind. I just hope you two are careful. I trust you to know your own mind by now." Is Dale in trouble?" No. Neither of you are. Actually... Aunt Nancy is down talking to him right now, telling him the same thing I'm going to be telling you," my Mom said. "Oh boy, where to start? I guess it all started while your Aunt and I were in college. We both attended the same University. I was a senior at the time and she was a sophomore. We each met a great guy around the same time, and it. It was fortunate for them that General Rommel had disarmed the bulk of the Italian Army before they were either sent home or to Germany for slave labor against their will. It was a repeat of the rape of the French population by sending “volunteers” to Germany to work on the farms and in the factories in exchange for the captured French army prisoners of war in German Stalags kept as pawns to force the Petain government to cooperate with the occupying forces. Still, it was a far better existence. We had started working out at the local recreation center together, around about my birthday, which was a couple months before Tadd's. She had been dating a guy that she was really into, but one night they had a bad argument, and I am not sure what happened, but he got violent. He poked her, and beat on her, I got a call from the Emergency Room, and I went to the hospital to see her that night.The police said they had caught him leaving town and put him in jail. The investigating officer met. It was true, he mused. Beth's pussy had responded to the defloration with an overflow of slippery juices that coated her Father's prong and seeped out to puddle in the crack of her writhing ass. The blonde hairs about her gurgling snatch were drenched with the thick cream, and each stroke of the cock was an audible sound of slurping flesh.Clyde's fingers curled about his cock, beginning a steady stroking that matched the rhythmical hammering of his Father's hips. He saw Ted's amused glance at.