When we sat down in the living room and he began speaking I knew right away that he was undoubtedly an alpha male and I knew my wife liked it from her...mmmm sound when he walked in the door to her studious attention she showed him the entire time he spoke. He then reached the point he began explaining how he soundtrack our progress and pulled a measuring tape out and asked if we had a scale, my wife said yes and ushered me to go fetch our scale and off I went and placed it on the floor after. I am in a unique situation, but I’ll let the story fill you in the details. Here we go……..PreludeSpending 60 days in country on my first time with Zero Section of the CIA’s SOG section and surprisingly it was boring. Composed mostly of watching, listening and looking at some local nationals for intel on possible operations when you saw her. 5’2 Redhead semi-shapely woman in PT shorts, black unit shirt and a PT belt. Her stature and what not didn’t intrigue me at the time what caught my eye at. Sounds of skin slapping from Jerome's relentless ramming flowed into my ears.After a few long minutes of the frantic fucking, Jerome pulled away unannounced and told Miss Bell to remain in her position. He then walked over to me, and pushed his raging hard-on into my mouth. It was covered in the juice of Miss Bell's arousal, but I did not resist. Instead I happily accepted it for the brief moment he allowed me too. All too soon, he pulled away from me and walked off to the kitchen only to. Then, just a moment later I put my hands over my tits cupping and covering them. I stood in front of another guy, dancing and twisting, hot and sexy and feeling out of control and loving it!"Undo my skirt!" I ordered him. He looked surprised. "Go ahead, undo the snap on the side!" While I danced in front of him he tugged at the snap until it came free and my skirt dropped to the floor. Now I was gyrating in front of him with nothing on but my panties. The flash of a camera burst to one side, I.