Dress was still in it's simple stage—sweats, jocks, and sneaks. The 4 mgrs were on top of their game—already had the coolers and powdered gatorade...ready for the field. Most were shirtless, already sweating in the hot humid locker room. Most were already getting a fine hot Texas tan. I felt a stir in my dick and balls, and noticed Maurice tilt his head up and smile. I gave a smirk back to him, thinking of that big black cock, and admiring the sleekness of his smooth dark skin as the sweat ran. Now, what can you tell me about the Mittelwerkcomplex and those who worked there?" Not a lot. I know that manufacture of the V-2 was moved there after thefirst raid on Peenemunde by the RAF. Hans Kammler ran Mittelwerk and Ibelieve Walter Dornberger was a regular visitor. Wernher von Braunstayed on at Peenemunde. I think he visited it once or twice, but day today manufacturing wasn't his purview. Rocket test flights were." And Helmut?" He never visited it at all. Why are you asking about. I have no jealousy whatsoever. You have no jealousy either, do you Ava?" No. I just want to get fucked." At the moment that was mostly what was on her mind. She'd already admitted to being "really horny".Julia said, "Katelin, you can love Mark all you want. Be my guest and go for it. Which you already do, don't you? You love Mark?" Yes, but I don't like this weird stuff."Julia ignored that, "If you truly loved Mark, you'd let him use your pussy juice as lubricant to fuck another girl's. I looked up into her eyes, my dilemma clearly visible. She looked down, realizing that I was clueless as to what I should do. Then softly, she said, “You’re a virgin, aren’t you Rick?” “Ummm! Yes Ma’am!” I croaked, breathing in the scented air emanating from her visibly moist pussy. “Then lets do this right!” she said, taking my hand and leading me to her bedroom. Once inside, I went to close the door behind us and she said, “Leave it open!” as she led me to the bed. Kneeling down in front of.