He needed an outlet outside of his home, a means to vent his wilder lusts without shaming himself in front of his wife. Other men had mistresses. Even...he'd done it before. Taking one last look at the pulp serials, he told himself that he'd have some fun with this new girl for a few months and then break it off. No one would know and no one would get hurt.The bus arrived and, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the person he was waiting for. Tall and lean, Elsa Flint was easy to spot descending. I spent all day Saturday setting up ambushes to employ my sniper skills and managed to dispatch over twenty of the enemy before I ran out of ammunition. We had been getting short on ammunition and other military supplies since the previous winter and I suspected that our production council was feeling the crunch of continuous war.At least part of the deal was that we would be able to repatriate all prisoners and we watched the shells of former soldiers hobble and crawl from the transport planes. I have a special job for him." Emmett and Cameron followed Deon's lead. They untied the husband's wrists and ankles. The young man's limbs were so stiff he could only stumble awkwardly as they yanked him towards the bed. Then they re-cuffed Noah's wrists behind his back as they thrust him to his knees near the foot of the bed. "What…what do you want me to do?" Noah said, voice dripping with fear. Then he saw it. His gorgeous young wife's slit was oozing the black man's cum. There was so much. Well you know, I just wanted to know what it would be like to kiss a man, and you know Mr. Thomas your a real man, and I bet you...." "Mr. Thomas I want you to kiss me." "Please kiss me." Without any more argument on the this point, Mr. Thomas walked up to the young girl and kiss her firmly on the mouth. She then melted into him, her arms encircling his neck, as she deepened the kiss. Mr. Thomas put his arms around the young girl and pressed her close to him. It felt wonderful to hold her in.