But it was.Comrade Captain Andreytov walked beside her on the stairs, holding her arm steady, protecting her from stumbling.“I thought you were my f...iend,” Ekaterina muttered.“We are all your friends here,” Andreytov replied. “That is proven by the fact that you are not to be permanently harmed and that Colonel Tretyakov wishes to give you a second chance.”“But you intend to torture me first.”“We intend to punish you, and there can be no punishment without pain.”They had reached the lower. But this black guy was a teaser, a truly son of a bitch.We came over me, saying he wanted to make a bet on me, by playing a game of pool. He said that if he won, he then would get to have fun with Anita.If I won, so I could do the same with Barry’s wife; an attractive ebony babe sitting there with another girlfriend.We played eight ball.The bastard whispered to my sensual wife, that she better should get ready for some fun. I saw Ana twisted in her stool, but I knew she was getting even wetter. While she moaned and cried from the first orgasm another started to build in her. I could feel my own cum rising into my cock and grabbed her hips to thrust hard into her. I threw back my head and gasped while my cock began spasming and jerking and filling her wet wanton cunt with the cum she deserved and desired. She rocked into me furiously and threw her hair around while another powerful orgasm gripped her. We gradually slowed and then collapsed onto the bed and only then realized the show. ..."You want to see the fat porker in action?" I asked them both before grabbing her laptop and clicking on a folder and some files. "I quite often take this fat sow up to a few local 'dogging' spots in the area and film this cunt behaving like the fucking animal she is. A movie on the laptop started and there she was in all her nasty piggy glory on her knees in the middle of a car-park, her painted whore face surrounded by eight hard cocks of varying size and colour. The men were all jockeying.