I didn't know any Polish.None. Zip. I could only assume it meant come in. I opened the door.The man inside was sat at a desk but look flushed and w...s fumbling withhis trouser buttons under the desk."What are you doing? I asked you to wait!" he said angrily. "Nie m?wiszpo polsku?"Now I really was caught. I had no idea what he said. I just stoodthere."zamkn?? drzwi," he said softly, looking at me inquisitively. I stoodthere, rooted to the spot, unsure what to do."Close the door, just like. He quickly pulled out of her just seconds before he came and still holding her hair, he pushed the door open and lifted her non too gently out of the car pushing her up against the skip so hard she felt her face graze as she caught the edge but the force didn’t stop as he pulled her legs apart he thrust three fingers straight in her wet cunt. “Fuck my fingers bitch! You know you want to cum, cum all over my hands”, still holding her hair with one hand pushing her against the skip all the. Usually when his wife creamed off, her juice poured out so heavily that there could be no doubt of it."It's okay, darling. I had such a lovely cum when you fucked me. It should last me the weekend," she added, with a mischievous smile.Dan looked doubtful. But then he supposed that his wife was being thoughtful and unselfish, knowing that it wouldn't be a good idea to be late in meeting his boss.He shifted back and his prick loomed but, slightly stiffer than it had been when he'd gone down on. The ones coming from the FATHERLAND were just as bad, however. Ruth supposed that they did manage to talk to and socialize with the soldiers who were returning although she knew that the powers in charge tried to prevent such social intercourse. They were so shaken mentally by the appearance of those returning that they were often as depraved as the others. Fear of the unknown was disabling to many of them.Ruth had to deal with both groups and she never hesitated to help her own cause along..