Walking past each of the rooms on the way to the master bedroom I glanced in, not one was about. At this point I guessed everyone was out and I would ...ext Jenny once I had changed to see why I haven deserted. I walked round the corner to our room and saw a post it note on the door, at last a feeling of relief that I hadn't been forgotten and that all would become clear. On approaching the note it looked more like an essay, small writing covered the note which read the following. "James -. Sheriff Johnson has his own radio system, but it’s probably not capable of tuning the aircraft band. So I asked Gus at the airport to stand by and monitor; when I radio in a probable sighting, he’ll relay by telephone to the Sheriff. That’s the best we can do, with what we got,” Molly explained.The Monse area, a tiny cluster of homes surrounded by orchards and hayfields, was just a few minutes flight southeast from Okanogan, following the Columbia River.“I don’t want to fly too low or circle. The next few days were basically a repeat of the first day. Tyler showed up every afternoon to fuck my sweet wife’s hot cunt; just her cunt; he never tried to take her in the asshole…But then one day, Tyler showed up bringing a friend with him.The new guy was in his late forties. He was a black bald man and was really another giant. Ana looked perplexed as Tyler introduced his friend as his uncle Frankie.Tyler told my wife that he brought his uncle to show him his beautiful married white sex. The smell of her on his dick filled her nostrils. She could see slight blotches of her cream on the crown of his dick, which caused her to involuntarily lick her lips."You eyes like what they're looking at? You like what looking at what I got between my legs, Camille? You want this dick, girl?" he said, already anticipating her answers."Y-y-yesss..." she hissed continuing to stare at his appendage. It swayed away from his body, hypnotizing her."Come down here, then..." he said, as he watched.