"Of course not!" Jan said.It took her a moment to understand that Bryant had threatened just that act."Jan, it wasn't a threat," Bryant said. "If some...hing happens to you, I'll probably go through with what I told him I would. I'll track down his Mom and Dad and put them in the ground. I'll find a dozen black guys in Columbus and turn his wife over to them to do whatever they want with her. And I'll drag his kids to that prison, put him in the room without a camera and kill them in front of. But with her by the hand was a tall and muscular black guy. Why is the picture unusual? Because it is almost impossible to meet a black person in these places. And I thought maybe some foreigners. The couple sat down nearby and opposite me on a bench. This sight aroused my great interest, because it is not some kind of charging cyclist or runner. I watched them. They were sitting and just talking, but at some point the black guy started kissing the blonde's neck. I felt a strange sensation that. Oh, Beckys pussy was dripping wet. She was clearly extremely turned on, so I pushed two fingers deep into her cunt as far as they would go and then I swirled and moved my fingers around inside her, before starting to push them in and out at an increasing pace. Becky was moaning in pleasure along with Jane now. Becky whispered out to me huskily, May, youre going to make me cum soon if you carry on like that… youre distracting me from Janes pussy. Oh Becky Jane said in a breathless voice, Im so. "The communication ended.Chapter 172Rear Admiral Bright1:10 am, November 4th, 20062:10 pm, November 4th, 2006 (local time)My office was attached to my cabin. My cabin even had a private dining room. Somehow attached to both the office and the dining room is a conference room.Unfortunately all these rooms were still attached to the aircraft carrier.Normally that does not bother me. Normally. Unfortunately, I needed time to think. If half of what my Annapolis classmate told me is true, then I.