He was several inches taller and packing less pounds than myself. His skin was ebony, his smile genuine. He was about a decade younger than myself.We ...ntered the living room and found my wife pouring herself another drink. Her panties were on the floor at the foot of the sofa. She paused at our entrance and sipped at the wine. She flashed her cute smile and placed the glass on the table beside the bottle.Dennis walked to her and embraced her in a hug. I felt my cock twitch as I watched his. Our tongues wrapped around as our kissing became much more intense. God, how I wanted his cock inside me. I reached down and guided it into my hole. It slipped straight inside. With one or two thrusts, I felt him deep inside me as I clasped my legs around his waist. Oh god, he felt so good. At that moment, I heard my husband cum hard with a grunt. I did not even care. Russ was the only thing that mattered. I started to scream as Russ pumped his cock into me harder. I was so damn turned on I. I knew there should be more information than what was on Interpol and I was equally sure if there was, Israel would have it.It took twenty minutes to fill out the online authorizations for me to be able to use Gitmo’s facilities from now on. Nowhere was there a place to put a name for the individual, only a number.A number, a contact person and department. A number would not give hackers any real information. I was issued a block of twenty five active numbers; it was another check to confuse. Abruptly realizing how hungry and thirsty she was, she slowly raised herself up on her hands and knees and began a tortured crawl towards the food. Her whole body acted lethargically, drained, even.On the tray was a pile of local fruits, and the pitcher was full of room temperature water, still, Tamara raised it to her lips and drank greedily, her body desperately seeking to replace lost fluids.Only after the food and drink were completely gone did she realize that they may have been drugged,.