Knocking on the door I was greeted by a slightly balding man in his late 40’s with a bit of a Cockney accent, “Hello mate, you must be here for th... room, come on in”. I followed him into the front room and it was nice to see the house was as clean on the inside as it was on the outside. He introduced himself as Mr Johnson but said I should call him Pete, and then went off to call his missus as he said this was her idea and best she dealt with it. I’d been sitting down for a couple of minutes. I need you, darling!"Whit didn't say anything. He sat up and reached over to her and grabbed her arm gently but firmly. He then pulled her down to him and they languidly began to kiss."He what?!" shrieked FBI Agent Rachel Rivera."Rachel, he was only gone for a couple of hours," replied US Marshall Turner."Where did you find him?'"We didn't. He found us." Where did he go?" He says he took care of some business, which we all know what that means." Yeah, I get it..." said Rachel."He got laid,". ... When we come to England and stay here though it all alters.?She slides on to the top of the bed and opens her legs wide whilst lifting her slithering skirts exposing a shaven pubis and similarly pierced labia to that of Volkmann’s wife.? But here she can be a good slave cant you maggot?? She pulls the woman’s head to her and lifts up the lower layer of the hood to expose the mouth.? Now be a good cunt and give Gloria pleasure in return for all her loving care.?The woman lowers her mouth on. I was headed towards my bedroom but Marcy said, "No, this way" and led me to the extra bedroom. There were scented candles lit everywhere. Lorrie's roses lay on the bed. The toy heater was on the stand by the bed with two glasses of wine. I stood her next to the bed, lifted her dress over her head and smiled. She stood before me naked and proud. She was breathtaking.For a moment she looked puzzled then she reached out to the bow between my tits and pulled the end of the bow. She was staring.