There was a nervous look on her face and I could see that she had something in her hand, but because it was underneath the table, I couldn’t see wha... it was she was holding.“Honey?” was my one-word question, sufficient for a couple after twenty-five years.Sue was trying to control her expression, but she singularly failed as her face broke out into a huge, radiant smile. She raised her hand and I instantly recognized the blue and white plastic device she was holding, nearly identical to the one. Her attacker had not said a wordnor had she seen his face. He now held the bottles ofmilk in front of her and drank each one in front of her.He then replaced the bottles and flipped the reset switchand the pump began sucking each breast again. Elaine’schest jerked slightly upward with the sucking of thepump. She remained in a high state of sexual arousal fromthe numerous orgasms she had experienced. Elaine beggedthrough her gag as her attacker again stood between herlegs.This time he. The driver drove worse than the normal Moscow maniacs so I knew this had to be important. I glanced around: No one was talking and in typical Russian fashion, no one smiled. I followed their lead...We arrived at the airfield, loaded into a transport and I was shocked at the sheer number of weapons and supplies aboard.Finally the Captain stood up and gave a mission briefing. "Today at 0930 hours an armed group of unknown size from the Riyad-us Saliheen brigade of martyrs seized control and are. He says that's cool I understand. He needed to look at my Gas Meter for some future work planned for the area. As I walked around the side yard I noticed him Pulling at his Pants and adjusting his Huge Bulge. When we were in front of the area of the meter I bent over to point it out. Knowing that if I bent over my shirt would ride up and show off my underwear. I could see his leg just behind mine. So I knew if I backed up just slightly I could press my ASS against his thigh or if I got lucky.