She sucks and licks, every now and then blowing soft breathes on them until they are hard and swollen. Her tongue continues its way down his body. She...lingers at his navel for a moment, then continues moving lower. Her tongue is flat against his lower stomach. She is at the top of his pubic nest when she pauses. Nick’s hands are on top of her head, gently pushing her lower. When she has resisted his pressure for what seems like eons, she continues her downward movement. Her tongue starts at. Rachel was making a soft purring sound which was turning me on like crazy. She took hold of my cock in both hands and squeezed firmly, taking the precum with her lips. Her tongue coated the head of my cock in saliva, and she continued squeezing it with her soft hands. Her shiny brown hair fell in curls down her back, and I ran my fingers through the silky strands as I watched her. Rachel wrapped her cherry flavoured lips around my cock, and looked at my eyes for a moment, before starting to. And when I was done, he asked softly, “Could you take off your pajama blouse mom? I really want to see you under this light.”“What more damage can that do now since I fucked my own son already? And I’m a bit hot too.” I thought. I unbuttoned my blouse and slowly opening up to reveal my bra, and then I removed the blouse from my body and tossed to my pants on the floor. And without my son asking, I removed my bra as well.“Wow, you’re a gorgeous woman, mom.” He commented and I smiled.He sat down. If he enjoyed this so much, I knew what it would be like when we were alone, when he could be truly cruel.I made my decision. “Then I will need my rifle back. Zampolit Pavov.” It was a better and cleaner choice to die at the hands of the Germans.He stood suddenly, leaning across the table toward me, face darkening, nostrils flaring in anger, but before he could say a word, a familiar voice cut in.“Pavov! I have need of your volunteer.” Seriov strode forward through the roomful of unassigned.