He mentioned killing the four men and tying up the camera guy, his phone call, and the FBI. He talked about the doctor and nurse examining me and thei... prognosis that I would be safer and better suited to be here than in a hospital.“You mean you made a phone call on that special phone, you left, and the FBI came and cleaned up? You weren’t in trouble for killing those guys?”“It’s complicated. Cat, there are things I can’t talk about, not yet. There things the FBI doesn’t really understand, they. I can hear the familiar moans and screams of her orgasm as her tempo has reached an unbelievable rate. The blue toy has entered her rectum at least two inches and then four until she is fully impaled. Both toys are up to their hilt inside her. I watch her gorgeous body pounding both toys into her sweet tight pussy and ass when suddenly and uncontrollably her legs start shaking. Her body has sunk deep onto the pink toy taking every inch of its substantial size. Her clit is resting on the rabbit. It didn't help him a bit and in seconds he was bleeding out from his guts too.While Juko was releasing my loop again the remaining four took off, no doubt thinking I couldn't get them all. They were right of course since I couldn't. The trouble for them was my mates could get them and they did. By the time they were being dragged back all but the youngest of the boys who'd come with Juko had their spears at the ready and did the deeds.I figured it was a wise move on Juko's part. He sure as hell. No black woman is thrilled about that. However, I could care less what some random black guy does. I have my life to live. Angelo didn’t think white men and white women could truly love anyone who wasn’t white like them. According to him, when white women and white men dated black men and black women, they were under the influence temporary jungle fever or mild curiosity and nothing more. They didn’t understand us. They could never relate to our struggles. They couldn’t love us even if they.