She stroked her pink fingernails through the hair and pulled it slowly."See what you are doing to me?" she said in her amazingly sexy Italian accent a...d then sucking on each finger, she stepped back to the window to continue her show for me and the terminal.She faced the window and gripped the bottom of her tight sweater raising it slowly. She stopped just before her beautiful round breasts would have fallen from it. Holding the sweater there, she turned to face me and very, very slowly slid it. I definitely agreed. Over the next few weeks, Jessie rented videos almost every day, all of them featuring black males having interracial sex. Steve also provided us our first copy of Penthouse Letters. I remember reading that first issue and noticing the number of letters from men who enjoyed watching their wives fucking other men. I had fantasized about watching Jessie, but never had the nerve to bring it up since I was sure she would refuse. One night while dropping off a video, Steve asked. . What if he did have a plan? I swallowed. I should trust him. He was so confident. And... And I wanted to escape with him. I wanted to live with him, be with him. I was so weak. I would get them all hurt by not acting. By not putting my compulsion on them right now. A purple spirit danced before me, summoned by my thoughts, ready to enchant my husband.“Almost there,” Sven said, taking a turn. “This will work, Aingeal. Trust me!”“I... I do trust you.”We raced up another flight of stairs and. Osus knew that the pirates would do that anyway, so he immediately refused. An order was given on board the pirate vessel, and a man stood up and began to swing a sling shot. Before he was able to get the sling up to speed, Capt. Osus drew his pistol and shot the slinger dead. Several crewmen on The Venus' Joy tossed some hand grenades into the pirate boat and the confrontation was over as the pirates sank beneath the waves. As usual with sailors, they couldn't swim, so every man on board was.