He stopped jacking himself and bent over her again, reaching up and pulling her panties off, just seeing how easily they came off, made me realize the...skimpiness and pointless protection they offered a woman, especially since they were meant to protect our cunts from penetration, and now here he was, a perfect stranger, now putting Michele’s into his pocket, and opening her legs to expose her cunt for him to abuse. He took hold of both her ankles and eased her down the bench so her head slipped. Samantha, typically for math exams, was the first one finished. Mignon and Alexandria were near the last to turn in their papers but neither seemed particularly worried. Neither so much as glanced at her as they returned to their desk.The bell rang and everyone filed out for lunch. Samantha walked alone to the cafeteria, paid for her tray of tepid, meatless spaghetti, and walked over to an isolated table near the back of the room, just like normal. She had no more than put the first bite into. I turn and face you again, sensously kneeling until I'm crawling catlike towards you. Reaching your legs, and rising up on my knees, I place a hand on each of your legs and push them apart so I can come closer to you.You lean over and kiss me as I offer my mouth to you, passionately, tongues meeting, lips moist and warm, our breaths mingling. You hold the kiss as my hands wander up your thighs, kneeding the muscle through your jeans, then coming to rest on the obvious hard bulge of your cock.. His name was Hans, a junior officer in training; the product of wealthy parents who bought favour as so many other parents had in being rich and influential members of society that enabled him to skip over many of the hardships of infantry boot camp after excelling in the private military academy's 'silver spoon' Officer's Program. He hated his years there. Daring to further say that he hated the Nazi party as well and everything they stood for but had no choice in the matter other than to go.