A Wing Commander came into the room and he stood up and saluted.The Wing Commander introduced himself as Wing Commander Dawson and he asked. "Do you s...eak English?"Rolf re-assured him that he could, and briefly explained that he was related to Commander Tony Nash, and that he had defected from Germany to avoid being arrested by the Gestapo. He explained how he had seen his family being arrested, and luck had been with him as the RAF raid had given him a chance to seize a plane from a wounded. . my dick is aching. Traffic is starting to back up. Dammit, my dick is burning from the pressure! This is crazy. She wants to get fucked. She always does. What are we doIng? Is my dick now talking to me? Fuck her??? There always comes a point where a man can make fantasy become realIty. Someone Is In the fast lane flashing their lights for us to move on. AW HELL, SHE IS GOING TO GET FUCKED!!! I pull over onto the next exit and Gregg and the trucker follow and stop and park behind me. I get out. She nodded. After work I called the wife with my cellphone saying that I had some extra work to take care of. Most of the time this was true so my wife didn't question it. I left with Cindy to a local bar and sat at a table with her. In moments we started to drink, drink, and drink. She was tipsy, but still got along fine. She opened her coat and freed the pressure on her breasts with that. They still seemed to stretch the fabric of her blouse, practically begging to be released. I. I was falling in love.I was finally with a woman who wanted me for me. I had someone I could go out with and know she wanted me before the night was over.The only problem with Sheila was she was always worried about losing weight. She told me she wanted to have a family someday and wanted to be around long enough to watch them grow up. She wanted to have a gastro-bypass surgery.I told her that I thought it was a bit drastic but I would stand behind her in whatever she chose to do. That's when.