I stood there in silence, thinking about beating them both with my pool cue. But I was also very turned on watching my wife being taken by this man. J...mal soon picked up speed, his cock making sloshing sounds inside Ana's very wet pussy. He pushed my wife’s legs up to get even more depth. My cock was rock hard now and I decided to drop my pants so that I could stroke myself and have my turn in Ana’s cunt once Jamal was done.Anita was now close to have an orgasm and she was screaming loud and. Its broad body, armoured with iridescent plates, is hunched into a low shoulder charge, presenting a grotesquely oversized pauldron towards the opponent that is comparatively motionless, waiting for its chance to dive or to get a bead with the giant harpoon that makes up its left forearm. Green-striped black armour on the lighter frame hides the gladiator's body, but you can see his face. It is tattooed with stark lines that appear to radiate from beneath his thick goggles, streaking away round. I can admit now that it was never going to be much more than a bad fanfic, but at the time I was connived it was going to be "The Great American Novel", as I am sure most people who write sporadically as a hobby convince themselves.I made some turkey sandwiches, grabbed a drink out the refrigerator, and was perched on the couch with my laptop, pecking away slowly. I had done about 45min of writing and re-writing the same page (I never said I was a good writer), when the screen flashed, then. I sat back down at my desk and called Jeb, asking if the meeting was still on for tonight. I was assured it was and that Jubal and Farley had some good news for me when I got there. I was thinking about this when Myrna came in with coffee. Carver was on her heels with a smile on his face."Jon, doesn't she look beautiful? Carver and I decided we are going to get married on this island of yours. What are your plans for you and Kat? Are you gonna ask her to marry you?"I looked at her in shock.