When we got to the garage, I attached my Tommy Gun support to the handlebar and mounted the Tommy Gun in place. Just to be extra sure, I used the 100-...ound drum as my ammunition magazine. We had not made such a provision for Arlene's motorcycle, but she let me know that would happen as soon as we got home. In the meantime, she wore her SMG slung on her back, and she had a pair of 30-round stick magazines installed.We left with Arlene as leader of the search unless we found some bad guys. She. I'm so sorry that he insulted you like that."She looked like she was getting upset as she looked up at me. She was very beautiful, even with a sad look on her face. I caved in a bit as I looked down into her big blue eyes."Ok Lisa, you can have lunch with me and Steph, but we're keeping this strictly platonic for a while longer" I told her. "We need to get to know each other better and the next couple of weeks are killers for me, with the Alaska trip, assignments and midterms."Her face broke. This is a torture to watch. I always jerk-off while she does it, her hands slowly rubbing a tiny amount of liquid into her breasts, toned tummy, and butt. I want to lick every inch of her. Her skin is glowing after that. I think she doesn’t shave her pussy. My telescope isn’t that powerful to see ( I wish), but I like to think she has soft hair just trimmed to a certain length.Finished with her shower, she got on the phone. Probably somebody turned her on during that call, because she put more. I put my ear against the main bedroom’s door and I confirmed that Ana was being fucked by someone else…I just wondered who the lucky bastard was.Ana squealed and cried with pleasure, so I went out to the balcony, to check out through the window who was her lover.My sweet wife was servicing a black man from her own office.I watched her onto the bed, on her knees, her face against the satin sheets. She was wearing just sexy stilettos, as a huge black man was fucking her from behind.Anita looked.