Killing a few who discovered me, I hurried up the grand marble staircase to her room and pushed the door open. It was a very traditional bedroom. The...objects that jumped out at me the most were a four-poster bed with white silk sheets and filmy curtains that dominated the room, and a huge desk, where Nissa sat, head bent, focusing on her paper. I tipped her head back and forced a hand over her mouth. I could have hit myself! I usually crept in and killed the target before they became aware. ‘I took Lady home,’ she said. I nodded and asked, ‘Ready?’ She nodded, kissed my cheek and went out the door. I opened my car door for her and we drove to the restaurants. ‘Either in particular?’ I asked. ‘Either. They are both owned by the same guy so the food is the same.’ I took us to the one furthest from the bridge. It was early enough we could choose our table. We ordered sweet tea and looked at our menus. ‘What is good here?’ she asked. ‘I don’t know, this is my first time in this. “You know,” Ms. Connor said as she enjoyed the show, “Suzy here is very ticklish too! Isn’t that right?”I didn’t like where this was going. At least my brain didn’t like it. My nipples stuck out obscenely, begging to be tickled.“Ms. Connor, I...” I stammered, “well ... I ... yes ... Yes! I’m a very horny ticklish girl!” I blurted out, rocking my foot to get some friction on my throbbing clit.Where did that come from? I just told these two cute teens that I’m horny. And ticklish! AND a girl, not. I watched the veins of arms, standing out as he started to fuck my wife harder. I listened to her moans, her panting and begging for more, as his powerful frame shook with exertion and need. I knew that fucking a white woman, and a married one at that, would send him over the edge. Sure enough, after just a few minutes, I watched his balls pull up close to his body, ready to release their cum into the latex condom. Bill thrust a few more times into my wife, then to my surprise he pulled out..