I then told my friend to make sure he took good care of my wife and that I would return in about 30 minutes. I'm sure he did not know in what manner I...meant for him to take care of her.When I arrived home about 50 minutes later both my wife and our friend were in the living room talking. My wife's make-up was slightly smudged and she no longer wore her red bras. Her cheeks were rosy and she had a satisfied look on her face. I gave her a kiss and could smell and taste sex. We had several more. Carl and Jane both looked at us and smiled asking if we had been here often we said not for a while and they asked what we liked. We explained that we were here to push your boundaries and to see how far we wanted to go, I explained I was your Dom and liked to control the action Carl smiled and said Jane and he were very similar.We jumped out of the pool and slid in to the Jacuzzi Jane sat next to me and you next to Carl as we chatted, it wasn’t long before Jane’s hand was rubbing my thigh up. As soon as I kissed her I felt something different but I thought I am imagining stuff as I have not seen her or kissed her in the past 5 months. She also felt unusually heavy but she always used to say that she had put up weight due to pregnancy. The kiss was not the easy one and I was struggling to part her lips so that I can French her. But her struggle was really started to get on my nerves.I simply started rubbing my finger on her pussy while kissing her. And slowly her struggle was fading. His knee hit the curb, creating an explosion of pain. He was sure that his knee was broken. He would have cried out, but Franklin landing atop him drove his breath out of his lungs. He was left gasping for breath, in pain, and sprawled out on the ground.He would have complained except he could hear the bullets hitting the car. Someone was shooting at him. Martin looked up and knew that he was about to die.The skinhead popped up from beside the building. He fired off a half dozen shots. A second.