We all stood there looking like a trio of dumb fucks when I just started laughing. Paul and Helena looked at me like I was a loonie but I just said."J...st wait to you meet my wife."And we all ran into the river for a clean up.And I thought having a beautiful Brunette suck on my cock whilst she bounced on her boyfriends cock on the edge of the Edwardes River was as good as it could get. How wrong can you be?Helena, Paul and I waded in the water for a while cooling off after our wanton threesome. Could she get away with fooling MI6 into giving her the info she wanted? What if she couldn’t find Nin? What if she could? After all, it was just her conviction that had set her on this ... what was it? A quest? A wild goose chase? Suppose her contact with MI6 prompted them to scramble Nin’s whole plan? And how did Georg manage to get nearly $5 million? Not to mention: should she contact Mossad when she had information from MI6 – if she got any information from MI6, that is.She snuck a look at. He looked into Jen's eyes and kissed her.Missy, sat back against the headboard. Oh this is so hot, she thought.Donnie thrust his tongue into Jen's mouth, and she responded with a moan and some tongue action of her own. He kneaded her firm tits and kissed the soft skin where they mounded above the cups of her nighty. His cock was rigid steel and begging to be played with. Donnie took Jen's hand and placed it on his erection. "Pull it out," he told her.Jennifer tugged on the material of Donnie's. Seeing it demonstrated, and the obvious results it gave, she planned to have a serious fuck session with Frank when he was through with Béla. She was going to learn how to accept his hand inside her if it killed her!Frank was pretty relaxed about the whole ‘Béla coming back from the dead’ thing. He kept clenching and opening his fingers inside her, and she kept coming in one long, constant orgasm, crying and pounding on her own hips and pelvis with her tiny fists. The bed was getting soaked.