There is a question I’d like to ask you. OK ask away and call me Kitty when we naked together first names are fine. Yeah I’d like that too. So wha...’s your question? Oh yeah I almost forgot do you think it might be possible if I could maybe eat your pussy and maybe fuck you too? I think that is very possible you can eat my pussy right now I’d love that. Yes mam. Kitty lay down on the couch as Michael dove face first into her cunt. He placed her legs over his shoulders and proceeded to eat Kitty. They were so loud that they sounded like nearby explosions. He ran out into the hall with a half-open ream of copy paper in his hands.And there was one of his former English students, a skinny junior, standing in the middle of the hall with his hair in his eyes and a big, smoking pistol in his hand."Michael," the teacher said loudly, feeling his left knee buckle. "What are you doing?"The boy turned toward him, waved the big pistol in his general direction and blinked several times. He looked. Danny, in turn, pressed herself up against Sam as they worked their way to the corner of the dance floor. I could see only one of Danny’s hands and imagined where her other was located. I slipped my arm around Heidi and my other hand on to hers, on my thigh. Heidi looked at me. We were almost face to face. The kiss was inevitable. I placed finger-tips under her chin and guided her lips to mine. As I pressed my lips to hers, softy and gently, I fully expected to be met with some type of push. By then her English was a lot better but that line was the first thing some of our men had taught her to say, and now she knew it was both funny and provocative. Chrissie was a small blonde with very light-colored hair, nearly colorless, an upturned nose, a compact and exciting body with a tiny waist, heavy thighs and the nerves of a sapper. And she did like to fuck. Everybody said so.Her father was one of the first foreign officers old Ben Franklin had talked into coming to help our cause. He.