She was wearing a severely black - but entirely transparent - full-sleevedblouse, with puffed shoulders and long tight cuffs fastened with blackbutton... - five on each - contrasting with the pale skin of her hands, withtheir long, elegant crimson-tipped fingers. She surely had worn a coat, itwas cold outside, but there was no sign of it now. The blouse did nothingto obscure the dark red long-line bra or corset top beneath, a garmentwith what must be half cups, Carlo thought, to display so much. He threw in two more grenades before the first one had exploded. The resulting series of explosions was devastating!The lawmen had all ducked away from the cave entrance before the first explosion, so they were not adversely affected by the noise or the pressure wave, even though the effects were enhanced by the shape of the cave. The noise and pressure wave roared down the tunnel for a good 30-40 yards. Even those criminals who were beyond the immediate reach of the force of the explosions. Visitation (II)May, 1980By the time three weeks had passed since Lori flew to the US; I still hadn’t received a reply to my letter. I was starting to think that she wasn’t going to reply, but then when I got home from work on the Friday, Mary Beth handed me a small padded envelope.“This arrived in the mail for you today,” she said. “It’s postmarked ‘Virginia’, and it’s got Lori’s handwriting on it.Excitedly, I tore it open. The fact that she had sent something larger than a standard envelope. It was one of the reasons Mike was so crazy about his sexy, beautiful wife.He quickly fucked his cock in to his balls, then paused, breathless and turned on."Mmmmmm, sooo good, honey! You always fuck me sooo good!" Fran moaned, her words cut off by a powerful thrust of her husband's cock into her pussy.She moaned again with lust and pleasure. The woman was filled with a hot sensuous happiness, just as she always was when her little pussy was totally stuffed with hard cockmeat."God, baby, I love.