You can tell me about it Friday" 'Dolores' XXX" He packed it with his things in a rucksack. And admired the apartment which he'd had so little time to...enjoy! Though in this new life he was controlled, he was now really getting into living out his fantasies-he found himself constantly yearning for the next encounter. Celeste arrived back before he knew it;'This is a lovely apartment' she said; 'You must invite me to an evening in with you- alone- I think you owe me that from last night; I want. Dancing and casual drinks had followed an elegant dinner. Then in a completely natural way, a fantasy almost, Barbie had found herself in Ken’s arms. It was as if she was drunk on a love potion that had really worked. They were in his expansive suite. The kisses had led to touches, which had led to more kisses and more intimate touches. It was all a blur, but the young patient had found her self in Ken’s huge sumptuous room wanting his body. She was aroused, highly aroused. Her body was. Except this bath gripped his cock and he could feel the walls of her cunt trying to grip them in vain as he pushed in and out of her. She bucked under him in response to his fucking, grabbing his back, her fingers digging into him, imploring to push harder, to push further. There were no words needed now. Each movement, each action was understood by the other. Hansen had never felt anything like this on the end of his cock. She was impaled on him and he could do with her what he wanted. And he. Are you sure that you went to the right branch of service for you? Navy’s not the best place for sharpshooters, you know,” Obadiah chuckled now as I picked off a Nazi who held some kind of rank ... it wasn’t clear what kind.“See those chevrons? That’s a Scharfuhrer that you just shot. An SS NCO. Damn, they really modeled their whole force on the historical Schutzstaffel, Hitler’s bodyguard that morphed into a massive state within a state. Clever of them in a sort of low animal cunning fashion,.