"Raise your hips little tramp," I mocked.Her mind wanted her to resist but her body had abandoned her mind. She meekly raised her hips and pleadingly ...ooked over her shoulders into my dark and ridiculing eyes."Please. . . . . . . Not without protection. You mustn't fuck me without a rubber.." begged the aroused wife."Beg me to fuck you with my black cock you little whore," I continued her subjugation.She started to say no. . . . . The sharp crack of my open hand on her taut ass cheeks ended her. After allowing her to calm for a few minutes, I allowed her to turn me to my back. She got off the bed and pulled me down further. She put me on my knees and had me bend over with my head on my arms. I got a chill as I realized that whatever she had planned for me almost certainly involved something to do with anal. She hadn't hurt me before, so I had no reason to suspect that she would do so now, but I bit my lip just in case. That was somewhat confirmed when she started licking my anus and. "No, Sir, they are real, and here's the GODDAMN PROOF." Slapping the 8x12 colored pictures down on the table that showed the half eaten remains of a human and several T'Lari he slid them across the table at the man.Thomas Kincaide paled as he looked at the pictures and then shook his head, "Doesn't matter, now order the missile subs to launch their cruise missiles against Boise, Seattle, Sacramento, Santa Fe, Denver, Phoenix and Juneau. I want the cities flattened with enough ordinances that. Have you seen this fucking snow? What happened to the guy tailing her?" He laughed at Max's profanity laced reply. "Keep your skirt on, retard. If it makes you happy, I'll go patrol. But Mitch is gonna owe me big. This weather isn't fit for man or beast or even you, Maxie ... yeah, fuck you too. Night, night. Kisses."After hanging up, he laughed heartily at the thought of the shit-fit Max was sure to be throwing. Briefly, he wondered where Max would be hiding out during the storm. The Driscol.