He checked again the address and picture of the house. They matched perfectly. He sat and waited, watching for Susan’s arrival. Susan arrived an ho...r later. She pulled into the driveway and on to the back of the house. Jonathan got out of his truck. He hurried closer to watch her knock on the back door. Her lover greeted her with open arms and a sensuous kiss as they embraced in the open back door. Then they disappeared inside unaware of Jonathan’s presence only a few yards away. Going back to. Refugees were fleeing to the docks of Odessa and Sevastopol to be evacuated across the Black sea.The Tsarist colours were eventually hauled down for good in 1924 on the ancient Battleship Georg Pobiedonosets, Wrangel's floating headquarters. By then even Wrangel himself had sought other employment.White Russians.White Russians came to be so-called because they opposed the 'Red' Russians. In reality, that was pretty much all they *did* agree on. Constant bickering between the various factions. I let out a moan of intense satisfaction. Michael lightly stroked me and felt the head with his thumb. It was covered with slick, clear pre-cum and Michael spread that around the cock-head. I moaned again. This was the first time another man had ever touched me sexually; skin-on-skin, and it felt SO GOOD! I savored every stroke of Michael's hands. He knew all of the right spots.Michael moved his hands from the base to the tip. Frequently another clear slippery dollop of my pre-cum would ooze. .. DAMMM........ she fuckin sucks pussy likeshe's been doing this her whole life" she said as she was panting uncontrollably. Olivia could feel some thing soft and cool rubbingher pussy she spreaded her legs automatically without being asked to allowthe intrusion of the pleasuring object what ever it was, it did not matter,it just felt good to her and she wellcomed it. Never it ever did crossedher mind the one day she'd be forced to please another woman and enjoy it.It was automatic.