Julia was scornful. "The Russians have infiltrated cadres into the area and don't want to kill their own! Very caring of Stalin don't you think?"Their...passage through the city took on a surreal feel as they looked out on a city that seemed untouched by the ravages of war. After all the devastation they had witnessed, the ruins, the stink, the gaunt and grieving faces, Sheffield seemed obscene somehow. Children playing in the streets, open air markets, washing on the lines, happy, smiling faces,. "I don't know what is happening to me. I think the stress of losing my dad pushed me to a different ... level I guess is as good a label as any. Finding out that his death probably wasn't because he was at the wrong place at the wrong time pushed that level just a little farther. Everything that happened in South America, and needing to protect those kids, ratcheted it higher. Learning what happened to Maria and her dad just added to ... to whatever it is that is pushing me. Then, on this trip. There was just something about taking the baby-making fluids of a man into my mouth that was really turning me on.When I finally pulled away from his cock and looked up, Doc was smiling down at me and Sandy was standing behind the couch with a camera in her hand. She also smiled at me and said, “We got some really great photos of you worshiping Max’s balls and cock, and some nice close ups of you continuing to suck his cock when it was softening. You really seemed to enjoy tasting and. After we ended our kiss, I looked back at Tina's exposed pussy again, and I reached over and touched her there with my right hand, placing the side of my first finger along her slit. Tina moved her left hand over and gently held my right hand where it was, and looked at me. "Jason," she asked. I turned to look at her, and she said, "Do you ever touch yourself?" "No," I lied. "Really," Tina asked, smiling a little, and continuing with, "Katy said all guys touch themselves." "Not all guys," I.