.. I... , “ she paused considering any other lies she could tell. She sighed, realizing she was backed into a corner on this.“It was ... him. His...name is ... Jack. He was just trying to help me,” she lied. She knew she just secured Jack’s death sentence with those words. She was sure they had him locked in another room, ripping his fingers and toes off one by one. She felt awful for lying but she couldn’t risk Joe finding out about Patty.Being a Military Commander, he knew about Doves and has. I could see Tyrone's huge swollen cock gleaming with my wife's love juices as it pulled out and reentered Val's well lubricated vagina over and over again. Her labia seemed to tremble and pout spasmodically, puckering around the gruff and relentless ramrod that was Tyrone's big black dick."On your hands and knees, bitch!"She complied quickly. He gave her butt a quick spank.Grasping my wife's supple buttocks by the thick, he spread her cheeks wide. Dark eyes roved over tender flesh, appraising. She wore the traditional nurse uniform that looked about two sizes too small, her tits were round and perky, about the size of g****fruits about burst from her blouse and showing cleavage. She had on a short skirt with a long split and to top it off she had on white high heels. I let her in and showed her what she would be doing for Granpa, giving meds, baths, and prepaing meals but I couldn't help staring at her awesome ass filling out that skirt and those tits were to die for. Finally I. "I complain, "Hey, those are some of my favorite clothes, please don't burn them."He insults me by saying, "Oh well there's no accounting for taste. I guess you're more butch than most of the women I work with. But we are here to make your day special so we will save your terrible clothes."I turn on the shower, jump because it's fricken cold and complain, "The shower is cold!"The dressmaker says, "Yes, that's the way I wanted it. We need to keep you cold so you don't start sweating and ruin.