She would call me 'Yank' but always in a sweet way. There was just the two of us in her home as her husband, Harry, was serving in Africa. She always ...reated me grand and I would bring home extra rations to help her out during those tough times. I was assigned to a department that was trying crack down on the rampant black-market racket which was thriving in that economy. I worked in the evidence room documenting and storing the confis**ted merchandise, it was boring but it was better than. It ended as it began, no pre-amble, no suggestion the end was near, it just stopped. Taylor rubbed my bottom again and between my thighs and when she covered my pussy again I gasped. I didn’t want her to give me those feelings but I didn’t want her to stop either as I gyrated my hips and Taylor’s fingers started to explore me, slipping inside me, deeper and deeper until she found my clit, closer and closer to orgasm, but I didn’t make it. Suddenly Taylor’s fingers were removed and she shouted, . I hadn’t heard the first part of what he’d been telling them but I’d heard him say Janice and then say, “She’s definitely a world class fuck!”My feet, my lungs and my heart all stopped functioning. Janice is my wife’s name and she IS a world class fuck but I’m the only one in this town who’s supposed to know that.Without missing a beat, Bill, my best friend since grade school, said, “You’ve got that right. I know you’re hung a hell of a lot better than I am but her pussy muscles are so strong. Sarah was unable to return the compliment. The young man's body was a shapeless mass of pasty flesh. His breasts were so layered with fat that they swelled like those of a girl in puberty. Rolls of blubber encircled his thick waist and his stomach bulged like that of a middle- aged man. Compared to her lean brother-in-law, the naked young man's obesity seemed even more evident."Into the kitchen everybody," Gene ordered. "And don't forget your equipment, Lenny," he reminded. The young man's.