Meanwhile the mobile artillery guns separated from the camouflage they'd enjoyed amid the tanks and began to assemble into their own formations. Their...loaders and gunners prepared to begin firing on pre-determined points, their goal to destroy the concrete reinforced anti-tank bunkers of the main line. A battalion of tanks remained behind to guard them. This was not because any trouble was expected — after all, what kind of trouble could there be? — but because it was standard doctrine.And from. Tingles ran throughout my body as I began to lick and kiss the base of his thick cock. I breathed in deeply taking in all his scent as my tongue found it's way to the large mushroom head of his beautiful black cock. At this time he began to stir, in a half dream state he was moaning with the pleasure my mouth was giving him. It turned me on to know I was giving him pleasure, in a weird way it gave me self worth. I was his white bitch, his to do what he wanted with and he was my black daddy,. It was an inland lake. From what we saw, I'd say it was about a mile long and only a quarter mile wide. The eastern side of the lake was mostly flat grassland with a few hillocks that reached up towards the sides of the valley wall. The western side was denser in vegetation and in earthwork. I spotted at least three major hills that rose behind the screen of rushes lining the western shore and one prominent rock out cropping that stuck like a finger into the lake. It was so prominent that we. You have had no real childhood like other children."She was getting teary eyed and I knew this was hard for her. My Aunt held and squeezed my mom's hand then. Grace said, "Go on Julia, it's okay, just say what is in your heart." (Now this started my eyes to tear.) (I fought it the best I could of course.) MEN DON'T CRY! BULL FRIPSY THEY DON'T!Three against one in a heart to heart conversation is not fair at all! Not to me anyways! Well, my mom continued then. She looked at me again while.