It was well lighted, but eerily quiet, considering the frenzy in the ER on the other side of the door. So I started following the hallway. It was the ...nly way to go. At the end of the hallway there was a steel door. And a big soldier standing at attention in front of it. With a big gun. A very big gun. And he definitely looked like he knew how to use it. I sincerely hoped he was expecting me. He was."Agent Kask... Kaskus... Kasolow..." Agent Kask, yes." I interrupted."Right this way Sir, third. She posed in front of the mirror. I could tell she was wet with excitement. She jumped in the shower. She got out dried off and got out her clothes she was going to wear. She put on a reveling shirt that showed her nipples when she got excited and I could tell she was. She picked out a sexy thong panties and her favorite jeans. I watch with excitement as she got ready to go out. Twenty minutes later, there was ring of the doorbell and my wife went down stairs to open the door. I heard a man's. Les lined his cock up at theentrance to Paula’s tight asshole. He placed his handson her hips to hold her in place and started pushing. Paula jumped and twisted trying to escape the suddenpain she felt in her ass. When she realized what Les wasdoing, Paula started to protest loudly. Watching fromthe door, John now knew that Paula was not a willingparticipant. He would have stopped Les, but his cock washard and he wanted to fuck her himself so he waited.Les pushed his hips forward trying. ‘I honestly don’t know. Someone who worked for my husband, I suppose, but who it is exactly I can’t say. But I know what he wants. He wants to kill me!’ We drove along the coast, up the windy roads toward Helmsley Mansion. It was an enormous, gothic looking monster overlooking the valley. The rain hadn’t ceased and had it not been for the lights shining from inside the windows of the house, we wouldn’t have found it. ‘Please, Mr. Barkley, come inside with me,’ she asked as we pulled up into the.