SSA Hooper had tracked down Daisy Wilkins’s great-grandfather to a nursing home, where he was living out his final days suffering from advanced Alzh...imer’s Disease. Comparison with historic photographic records showed a near certainty that he was a wanted Nazi war criminal who had disappeared immediately after the Second World War. Franz Wilkensteiger had only been a lowly concentration camp guard, but he had a reputation for doing the dirty jobs that even most of the other Nazis couldn’t. His large, slightly calloused hands gripped my generous ass as he went to town.It seemed to be some kind of competition about who groaned the most passionately. His tongue flicked my clit and I held his head desperately between my legs. My hips lifted all the way off the bed, my feet finding leverage at the base of his spine.“Turn around! Turn around! I want to suck your cock!” I begged.My hoarse words only seemed to spur him on. A loud string of profanities escaped me when Jason’s lips. She'd find out soon enough, once I sent Danny back out on the road to deliver some merchandise. Kaitlyn, with her sister available to sit with her kids, would be out having some fun within minutes of Danny being gone.Bridget must have known something like that would happen too, based on what she asked me next."What would you think of me staying over at your house, Jimmy? Katie said you live alone in a pretty big house right off Hesperia Lake. I could stay out there with you, and maybe do some. Suck them harder. I was waiting for this touch since 1 year. Suck them aaahhhhh damn. Her talks were making me hornier. I started sucking them more passionately then I stopped and she took my shirt off and she was kissing my chest and complimented that Ronit you got a nice body. You worked out a lot and now you have to work hard on my pussy. You have to fuck me hard and I was quite all the time.I was just enjoying my revenge with her and her slutty face was begging for a good fuck. I asked her.