Hell! He wondered how anyone could have survived the nightly bombing raids of the Russians and Germans.- and yet the people of London "soldiered on". ...e wondered how the bomber pilots aimed for their targets now that St. Paul's was a pile of rubble. Follow the river up to London and look for the white dome of the cathedral — that's what the Germans had done. "What do the bloody Reds do?" He wondered.Suddenly he was at the bottom of the stairs. He waited — uncertain what to do next. Through a. "I don't know Robert. I have been busy these past two weeks getting ready to go to Jamaica with Arnie for two weeks. We're leaving Sunday. I know that doesn't give us enough time to meet before we leave. Ooooh, I just had a delicious idea, I wish you were coming with us that would indeed be a pleasure."Robert's slid his shorts off and ran his fingers down his stiff cock and replied. "Oh God, that would be hot. I can picture the three of us fucking on the private beach or in one of those. ”She nodded, and said agreeably, “Sounds like a sensible plan. We can play it by ear.”John smiled at her and said, “Thanks for this chat. I do feel better after talking to you about it.”She grinned at him with delight, and said, “It is my job after all.” She glanced down at her curved tummy and added, “As your XO, I lighten your load, and help you with heavy burdens.”John laughed heartily, and hugged her tightly, her relentless flirty optimism making him feel much better already. “Are you going. He said "Shhhh, Sorry, are you ok?" I replied "Yeah it's good" and went back for more. He pulled out a few times to jerk it and shove it back in. I used those opportunities to catch my breath. On one of the breaks I asked if he wanted to fuck my ass? I could tell he wasn't prepared for that, he hesitated, so I took the initiative. I stood up and started to undo my pants, he took my shirt off and gently pinched my nipples. I grabbed his hard cock and he fondled my limp wiener while we kissed..