She was covered in a thick, dull grey latex suit that ran from her head to her toes. Only her crotch and some of her long, dark red hair were open to ...he air. Her arms and legs were bent in and bundled up inside the suit, leaving her elbows and knees to support her weight. He could see the bulge in the sleeves that held her legs, where the meat of her thighs fought for space with her calves inside the tight rubber sheath. The ends of her pseudo-limbs were capped with fake pig hooves. They were. Ana had no time even to a light relax. Soon the second man, holding a black dick even bigger than his friend, occupied the empty space between my wife´s legs.“Don`t worry, baby; remember I love to fuck white assholes after my friend, because my black cock is even bigger that his; you will enjoy it, babe, you are a fucking hot slut white little wifey”. He whispered into her ear.Ana started to sob behind her gag, but soon the sobbing was replaced by some muffled squeals, pain sounds as I could. ’ ‘I will.’ he said than left the room, not wanting to discuss visiting Jezebel right now. He knew he would eventually have to, but now was not the time. He just wasn’t ready yet. He grabbed the mail by the door on his way out, glancing through the assorted envelopes he saw the letter addressed to Jezebel R. Stefani from Peter L. Rogers. Jake quickly tore the envelope opened and read the contents. Dear Jezebel I am so sorry for the things I said to you! I am selfish and inconsiderate! You were. No crime, no foul. What do you think will happen if I give the police MY video? Keep in mind I’m well known by the department.”I couldn’t help a little grimace at my own words. Well known, true. The Chief of Ds was just a tiny bit angry with me at the moment though. Last month when I busted in and rescued a kidnap victim, I had inadvertently beat the cops to the scene by three minutes. I wonder if she knew that she was beautiful when angry?“What do you want?” She asked fearfully.“Remember when.