She would call me 'Yank' but always in a sweet way. There was just the two of us in her home as her husband, Harry, was serving in Africa. She always ...reated me grand and I would bring home extra rations to help her out during those tough times. I was assigned to a department that was trying crack down on the rampant black-market racket which was thriving in that economy. I worked in the evidence room documenting and storing the confis**ted merchandise, it was boring but it was better than. I climbed on the bed and bent over so that he could get a close-up look at my big hairy snatch. He climbed up on the bed and bent down to lick my hairy snatch. I was already wet from the champagne and the way he couldn’t take his eyes off of me, but he drooled all over my pussy so that it was sloppy wet. He slipped his chubby finger in and out of me. Then he got on his knees behind me and took me doggie style. I rubbed my clit and let him pound into me.“You like fucking my hairy pussy, Robert?”. The door opened up to a small boy who looked at us, and then let us in. “Hi Brady, how are you?” I said. Wife walked in first and headed to the living to see the baby. I took the salad into the kitchen. There I walked in to see Long legs of sexy Sam. Well in my daydreams, she is sexy Sam to me. I took notice of her newly painted toes, and how short her shorts were. Her blonde mix hair was up in a bun, matched with her crazy purple shirt. “Here is the potato Salad, Sam”, I said. She responded. "We practiced that routine so many times, whenever I hear that song I have to stop myself from— Ohhhhh. Devious. I like it." Jennifer slowly got to her feet while Theresa ran back to her truck. "Sugarshine, want to play camera pony? Here, hold this." She passed Jennifer's phone to the plush alicorn and connected hers to the truck's data port. She pulled up the song and cranked the volume way up."Time to be aggressive. B, E, aggressive," said Jennifer.[Background Theme: "Call Me" performed by In.