I went home that night and had to think of a way to ask her to help me get rid of my curiosity. Could I jus blurt it out? Could I say it real fast and...hope she thinks she hears it then deny it but ask still? Then it came to me, forward her a text and if she says no jus say it was a joking forward. Before I sent the text I had to release some of this anxiety. I went to take a warm bath. Still all I could think about was her warm tongue where my hand now was. Sucking and licking on my clit.. ... I loved her. Always have, and as I grew older,my love for her changed into something much more intense..., A love so strong that when summer came around each year, Ididn't dread visiting her, I looked forward to it....,My folks were probably as happy as I was to see me go visit her, as it got their nerd son out of their sight so they could do what ever they wanted in my absence., Since all I usually did was hang around the house and read, I'm sure I was in the way of a lot of stuff that. ”“Do you happen to know what this little, teeny-tiny brown spot is?”“That’s Germany.”At this point Rudy becomes quite pensive, and then very quietly asks the question of the century, “Do you think Hitler knows that?”― Georg Rauch, An Unlikely Warrior: A Jewish Soldier in Hitler’s ArmyMy boss in New York City, a gorgeous redhead called Roxanne, sent me a telegram up in Bremerhaven that it was not a good idea to return to Berlin at this point in the unfolding war.I had felt relatively safe. “You like it rough, little girl?” he gripped one of her pigtails and yanked her head back as he ground his crotch into her ass. She felt her pussy twinge in response and let out an involuntary moan. “I think she does.”Tegan fumbled in her pack and pulled out one of the condoms.“Oh, she came prepared.” The man rolled her skirt up over has ass leaving her exposed from the waist down and unclipped her fanny pack letting it tumble to the floor under her. She heard him unzip and felt his cock.