He brought the old whore back to the apartment with a big scary knife provided by the Frenchman as encouragement. Another knife held by the Frenchman ...hreatened the pimp. The little whore gathered her drawings and a couple of art books and her birth certificate, all hidden under the same floorboard and tossed them in the trunk and waited in the cab, replacing the guitar player beside my unthreatening self. The mother, a bloated woman dressed in unclean chiffon signed the document emancipating. I suspected that the troops under Howe were more concerned with getting Washington out of the city as quickly as possible so they could consolidate their forces and set up a viable perimeter of defense. Both of the Howe brothers knew instinctively that the control of the harbor was vital to the mission of driving a wedge between the colonies and rolling up Washington’s flank as quickly as possible.Apparently, the high ranking officers had promised Whitehall that they would bring the troops home. “Would she really come out of her shell?”“Would she finally succumb to her pent up desire?”These were the instantaneous thoughts running like a marathon through my mind! As all that could be heard beside the music in the room was none other than there right before my wife’s trembling body was Buster and his heavy panting acting like he was damn well in heat himself!And I mean that in the honest thought and action of it all.He had his big ol’ head cocked right. My cock was so warm inside her wet hot pussy and slowly I pulled it out and pushed back in. Bit by bit, I started thrusting her with speed and force.Next thing you know, we were fucking each other and kissing each other like wild a****ls sweating everywhere.After that, when I was about to cum, I pulled my cock out and came over her navel and tits and some hit her face too.After that, I collapsed on her, breathing heavily. And then slowly kissed her.She then whispered to my ears, “relax, we have.