There was no time for all that anyway, and it wasn't why I was here. This was the fifth nightclub in as many nights that I and my covering force had v...sited. I wasn't here looking to get laid, although I planned to do that too after duty hours. I was here hunting.Six nights ago, in response to Robert's phone call, I had driven from the scene of my recent tryst with a female accountant named Sandy in Kentucky up to Washington, D.C. I had parked a few blocks away from the J. Edgar Hoover Building. Our husbands would fuck anything so I sent them your details and planned it all. My husband who you had, is out with some other little tramp tonight, it will be her turn to get what we have in store for you next week. With that the wives pulled up a bench so they could have a good view of what was to follow.Even with the sight of the tools laid out before her, Michelle looked around at the women and spat out in defiance “no wonder your husbands fuck around” (thinking they only wanted to scare. As far as you can tell anyway."Hey. You forget about me?" The man's voice says.Startled you turn to look at the person talking to you. Surprisingly, you see a small winged man, floating near your shoulder.One of his wings appears to be little more than bone. He's wearing ragged, green clothes that perfectly show off his muscular body.If he wasn't so small, you'd have a clear attraction to him."Who? er- What are you?" You ask."Just lie back down, I'll explain." He shushes you.You lie back down. I went nearer smelt the spot and her pussy. Oh my god it smelled so sexy. It had the smell of her fresh hot urine which she drained from her urethra minutes before. I licked it to which she urged her panty to be removed slowly, steadily.I removed her panties to reveal her vulva and I was shocked and delighted to find a dense dark forest there. She had a huge tuft of pubic hair very rich, very dark, and very shiny. The dense black glossy curly hair was clearly highlighted against hr whitish.