They didn’t close off the big ports the guns used to fire through, and they didn’t bother to close up the broken bunker at all after it got pushed...off its stilts. They put up signs and tape for a while, but then some government engineers decided it wasn’t going to collapse. They also decided that it would be way too expensive to demolish. So they just left it all for the crabs, the birds, the tourists, and me.They did clean up a bunch of the peripheral stuff like metal staircases and guardrails. My husband moved his hands back around to the front and plunged the fingers of both hands deep inside my slippery cunt. He started to work stretching it. He rubbed his thumb over my clit. I squirmed until I couldn’t’t take it anymore. “ Have you been fucked yet? Have you, you horny slut?” He asked. I tried to shake my head no but it was hard with Jay’s cock buried deep in my mouth. Jay had also grabbed onto my tits and was giving them a good work over with his hands twisting and pulling my hard. You roll over onto your side and as I move my manhood down to your chest ready to release myself on your lovely breasts, you stop my movement and place my manhood into your mouth. I try to pull away and you smile up at me and take my whole member deep into your mouth; your tongue moving over and around my swollen head, your hands stroking me. Now I find myself moaning and grunting. Your other hand finds my testicles and squeeze and caress them I can hardly believe the talent you have in your. According to Elsa, Hans was the key to my understanding how they started their financial empires.“By the time the war started in September of 1939, Hans was a Hauptsturmführer in the Waffen-SS, which was equivalent of a Captain in the German Army. Adolf Hitler tasked Hermann Goering with establishing several small groups of SS officers to orchestrate the looting of the countries Germany conquered. One of the groups was the commanded by Hans’ patron, who was a senior Waffen-SS officer and a.