Very nice, very pleasant.Bill and I plopped down on the couch while Kayla turned on the CD player. Hard to imagine a girl that young would know James ...rown, but that’s what she played. Lots of bass. Lots of soul.“Okay, now it’s time for me to open my presents. Bring ‘em on girls.”“It doesn’t work that way, Bill. We’re going to be doing the opening for you.”I don’t think he heard me. He was watching Kayla dancing by herself and she was really getting into it. Pretty easy to do when JB is playing. ”She drained the last of her drink and stood up. “I’m really tired. These last few days have really taken it out of me. I know I promised you food, but I really don’t have any appetite. Its in the fridge in the kitchen if you want to take it with you. I feel a little discourteous but I’m sure you understand. I’ll be over to discuss plans very soon.” Without any further apology she turned and walked out, the loose ends of her leotard still swinging wantonly between her legs. A second dismissal.. Juices gushed down my thighs. I bucked, my nipples throbbing in the cheerleader’s hungry mouths. Jolts of rapture and waves of ecstasy swept through my body.“Yes!” howled Tatyana.The cheerleaders moaned around us, fingering each other, kissing, and loving each other as their cheer captain’s wild cunt spasmed. That hot cunt writhed around Florinda’s and my cock. The pleasure surged through me with each spurt. My ovaries unloaded into her underage cunt.“Oh, my goddess, that’s incredible,” panted. America, including those few Americans in Hampstead Nebraska, went nuts.What Americans in general did, that day, is well documented. What happened in Hampstead Nebraska, a mere footnote compared to larger events, was that Sally Winston, an unmarried woman of age twenty-three, lay with her lover, Bobby Martin, a supposedly mute orphan boy, and got thoroughly pregnant. The euphoria of Germany's surrender could be argued to have, in some part, been responsible. For one thing, she was joyous to her.