“They were GONNA shoot him, but they COULDN’T! Because that very morning, back in Moscow, Stalin had declared him a Hero of the Soviet Union for n...t losing a single man in months! So now he was propaganda, and they had to give him the medal or go back to Moscow, tell Stalin he fucked up, and get shot themselves. They gave him the medal!”The laughter re-erupted. When La Contessa’s phone rang, the laughter died down. As she picked it up, the Generalissimo’s phone also rang. They both quietly had. I love pussy but the smell of a woman who drank too much wine and early onset of menapause was a sweaty and sour nightmare. Her attitude was reflective of her fragrance.Don't get me wrong, I love pussy and the smell of pussy God knows I have eaten 80 to 90 women over the last few years and what fun separation has been.Long Before we separated I was intrigued so I started fucking her mom. Her mom smelled the same but tasted much sweeter and her moms pussy was always damp as she used to cum in. Her legs were up in the air and I was banging away like mad, Joan just starting to come for the third time and I was just at the end of my tether when the door opened and Joan’s soon to be 16, pretty daughter entered the room. I couldn’t stop and shot my load inside Joan as she finished her orgasm. Janet looked a little stunned for a very short time and then came towards the bed undoing her blouse. I pulled my cock out of Joan and by the time we looked Janet was down to her panties and bra. . ..what if I went with you to San Francisco?" You asshole," she said again. "I don't want you to leave my sister so you can have some fun with me and then leave me when you get bored." I'm never bored with you," I said. "You're so much more than just "fun." You're smart and hilarious and..." I stopped because Steph wasn't looking at me anymore. She was looking at the entrance to the stairwell.There, wrapped in a towel, was Kim. Sunday - Part 2She turned around and ran up the stairs. Steph ran.