...My wife on her back on our couch, and Kelly's face and fingers buried deep into her pussy. They didn't seem to notice that I had come down, and was...watching them. I suppose I could have just stayed there and watch what unfolded, but I wanted a better view of the action. So I went downstairs. My wife saw me, and we just sort of looked at each other. The she motioned for me to sit down in a chair near the couch so I could watch. I knew my wife didn't want me touching another girl, and I was. Niedermann wasn't exactly sure as to why that was the case, but the admiral's increasing disenchantment with the Fuhrer was an open secret in Abwehr headquarters. He wasn't exactly the only recent dissident. Even Niedermann had his reservations about National Socialism these days.Whatever the case, that wasn't the major's department or responsibility at the moment. His brief was a top-secret inquiry into Himmler's favorite new pet project. The Reichsfuhrer of the SS wasn't Niedermann's favorite. Just keep touching me all over.”I oblige. My warm soapy hands are all over her body. I go behind her, grab her tits from behind, run my hand down her stomach, hover over her trimmed bush with the tip of my fingers, inside the legs with both hands going down each thigh. Of course by now, I’m hard as a horse and I slip my dick between her legs. “OK my turn” she says. But she uses a different technique than I used. She goes behind me, reaches between my legs, grabs my balls and starts stroking my. She knew she had been making poor choices but her body’s desire for cock was making it difficult.The hard bodied woman slowly rolled out of bed. She looked out her window towards Phil’s house and shook her head. She closed her eyes and sighed deeply. Katie couldn’t believe she agreed to jerk him off yesterday. What was she thinking? To top it off he came so much that it took her forever to rinse it out of her hair. Her head pounded from her hangover as she slowly stood up. She stumbled down the.