John said if i was ok with another man joining us then he would call his friend and see if he'd like to join us. We discussed it over a coffee and Joh... said he wouldn't let things get out of hand. I admit i was horny thinking of having another cock to play with and agreed to let John call his friend. As i sat in the front room, John went to out to the hall to use the phone(no mobile phones those days). He returned 5mins later saying his friend would be over in half and hour. This gave us time. They finally broke their kiss and we all collapsed on the bed, one girl on each arm. It was getting late and Kriss' phone rang. "Hello? Oh hi mom! I'm with Ronnie. Is it ok if I spend the night?" She rolled her eyes as she continued talking. "Yeah, her dad is here and he said it's ok. Yes, you can talk to him." She walked over and handed me the phone. "Hi Suzy!" was all I was able to get out before Kriss started sucking on my flaccid dick. I covered the phone and gave her a stern look. She. She used to tell us stories about the camps, and how terrible they were, about how often she was close to death… She ended up in a retirement home and went a bit senile. In the last years, when I went to see her she thought I was her daughter, and she would tell me strange stories… She’d be quiet for a half-hour, then suddenly she tell me a very graphic story about giving an SS officer a blowjob just to get a hot meal… It was tragic, but she told the story in a funny way. Like she knew it was a. As the words sank home his expression turned to wide-eyed amazement. His hand darted furtively to a pocket and he touched a small lace handkerchief to his forehead to blot away the sudden sheen of perspiration. My envelope held a letter of credit for 750,000 Guilders made out to me and drawn on the largest bank in Florence."I see you come well recommended," he said at last."That one has friends," I said, playing coyly with my fan. "Many friends. They may miss their friend here and want to join.