My sensual Anita was bent over the wooden picnic table and Tadeusz was holding her hips as he shoved his hard black cock in and out of her cunt.Her ni...e boobs were pushed against the table and his face was facing the side wall; I saw her nice wet mouth was making a perfect O as he pounded her with no mercy at all.I watched as this bastard nigger made my wife come twice. She closed her eyes and bit her red lips as had these intense orgasms…I did not she and this black guy were lovers; I. The surface had things on it. Things with writing, what looked like boxes.Chris's eyes flicked up. Ah. It wasn't a ceiling. It was a wall.Chris lay in a darkish hospital room. His head, and upper body, were raised up. Not much, but enough to confuse assumptions made over countless previous nights. His eyes closed again.Whatever.What had happened was still a bit confusing, at least in his current state. Some sort of an attack. A call to his sister. No, wait. A stagger to the door after dressing. There's no doubt that the media will have a fieldday with ?the cross-dressing spy' at Harkness. And I know that Beauwould like to crucify me if he could. I'm going to try to keep as low aprofile as possible and take my direction from Bob Wynant. But afterthis is all over, I've got to pick up the pieces and I hope that we canbe friends."Tony looked expectantly at Brenda. If her gaze at him could havesoftened any more than it was already, she would have let it. The tearsof love and gratitude. .... he stopped mid sentence as he looked me over and to my amazement he began to fucking yell at me the fucking nerve!!''Ya know you dressed all provocative tonight and got every one riled up I just thought I could, maybe work something out, but it didn't turn out the way it was.......he went silent again.''Fuck you and the horse you rode in on Jim!! I spat''Just then he spun the truck off the deserted highway and into an entrance to a field, where he got out of the truck came to my side and.