But she wasn’t there, her place was still warm.“She must have got up recently” I thought.I listened carefully and heard the water purling and a ...hythmical sound of a knife working. She was cooking breakfast for me.I stood up reluctantly and without dressing up moved to the kitchen. I didn’t feel cold after the warmth of the bed.- I’m glad you’ve woken up. Good morning, honey! – my wife said slicing a cucumber. – I’m cooking a salad for you. Are you hungry?My thoughts were far from breakfast. My. The longer he works, the more I feel the wetness gather between my thighs. I feel my hips begin to grind against the bed beneath me. Biting my lip, I feel his hands slide underneath the waistband of my shorts.Xavier begins to knead my ass, and I wiggle at his touch. "Bbbbaaadddd!"I hear him laugh, but he keeps going, saying, "Hey, it's a muscle, too."His fingers are mere inches from my pussy, which is now undeniable wet. Although I know I should stop him, I can't. It simply feels way too good. Dee turned the key to open the doors again and they were slow to open. I slide a flash bang through as soon as there was room and we waited for the doors to finish opening as the flash bang went off. There was nobody in the area so Dee and Dove moved to the stairs to check it out. I moved to the door and carefully looked inside.Another shot and this time the door banged into me as a bullet hit it. I heard and saw two flash bangs go off in the observation room right after each other. I could see. She was standing right in front of that stranger man wearing a black corset with garters and black lace top stockings.Her round boobs were naked and so was her sweet shaven pussy.Then she knelt down and started undoing the guy’s pants. She pulled them down to his feet and took hold of his soft cock.Ana started immediately giving him a blow job. The man acted as if that happened every day between them…After a few minutes he was rock hard and his dick was at least ten inches long.Ana stood up and.