One day, he called me and said his wife going out and will be back by evening and the k**s went to school. So he asked me to come to his place. After ...n hour, I reached his home. We talked for a few minutes and he asked me whether I have shaved my pubic hair. I said no. So he asked me to come to the restroom and he shaved me clean. And then we hit the bed and started to play by holding each one's cock and kissing. I should tell you that he is a king in kissing. I thoroughly enjoyed his. He felt that he was an artist creating exquisite floral tableaus as he destroyed the enemy. He created many such displays in Poland, Belgium and France from September, 1939 through May and June of 1940. ALOFT-Now it was early July. The Battle of France was over. The Wermacht had marched triumphantly down the Champs Elysees in Paris. Hitler had danced his little jig at Compeigne. Now England lay at the mercy of his mighty Luftwaffe. Goering had promised the Fuhrer that the RAF would be. I came inside the room then she told me it was not her room but her mother room i laid in the bed and she laid by me ,, i could not believe my eyes that i am with her under one ceiling i started touching her again and listening her throttled sighs her sighs started getting loudly when i touched her erected nipples then she went off i could at last having this sexy woman , from these small dense breast to that shaved cunt my lips never stopped untill i could drinking her juice ,, i sat on the. Her mild perfume and body odor was making me mad. I could see from her expressions that even she was enjoying every moment of it. After some time I slid my hand under her legs by lifting her sari, working my fingers from her toes to calf, thigh and her G- Spot. I made it sure that I did it very slowly and patiently and made her enjoy every bit of it. When my hand touched her G- Spot, (she had not wear panty and was clean shaven) she trembled like there was some earthquake and I knew she had her.