Blue was the boss and he saw the wisdom with not starting a war with the ofay. That really made me feel better about the whole idea of invading the Is...and with Tommy guns.The second hardest idea to get past Mr. Blue was that Sarah would go along and take low-light pictures to document everything. It and the German documents would be our 'get out of jail free' card. He and his mob were worried that they would be identified by the photos. Sarah assured him that she would not take any pictures of. I'd driven past the place many times, and I'd always been intrigued by it, and I wanted to go inside and see for myself what it was like; but I'd always driven on past each time I'd initially thought I'd go in---except finally, on a very hot and humid summer day in 1981, I pulled into the dusty gravel parking lot and, with my heart pounding in my chest and neck, I walked in through the front door!The first thing that I noticed about the place was the heavy aroma of cigarette smoke. The place. My hand was covered in my previous excretions but I didn't care I just wanted to watch my wife get fucked by these studs.Her lover yanked his cock out eventually and I watched as he grunted loudly and shot load after load all over Anna's asshole and asscheeks. When he had finished Cumming he slapped her ass a few times with his softening cock and said "Hope you enjoyed that bitch I fucking did!" and laughed as he stepped of the bed and went out of sight from me. Anna lay there moaning softly. We stayed like this for a few moments her eye’s looking into mine wantonly. I put my hand on her thigh and slid her around so she dropped to her knees in front of me. Sally instinctively knew what was coming as I slid slightly down on the sofa. She massaged my thighs with both working inwards, and then she undid the belt and slid down the zipper. Sally then bent down and drew in a breath of musky man, “ah such a sweet aroma makes a girl feel all wet and horny”. “I have a hungry hole and it.