"Before we leave, before you die, there is one last heartbreaking bit of information you should know."My heart was hammering in my chest. My adrenalin... pumping and Vikkor's words slowed. She looked down at Renée. "Tell him my dear."Renée shook her head and Vikkor pulled on her hair. Renée winced but still wouldn't speak."That's okay. I thought you might refuse." Vikkor pulled an open laptop on the dining table to her. After a few key strokes and hitting enter, "Now, tell him."Renée just spoke.. I was notlistening all that well at that very particular instance because as I tooka breath there was a tearing feeling in my ass as his whole hand passed throughmy sphincter. If I could have screamed I would have, the pain was somethingthat was out of this world. I could feel his hand flexing inside of me stretchingme a little at a time. It was after a few moments of this slow stretching hewas able to close his hand into a fist and at that moment, all I could seein front of my eyes were stars. Your one hand is busy caressing Angels breasts & nipples. The other is clinching Winston's ass cheek as it's flexing with each trust he takes. You then stand & straddle Angel's face positioning your pussy right above her mouth, lowering it to her already waiting tongue. You are so turned on she has finally decided to let loose sexually & just have a great time. Your facial expressions change as her tongue gets a rhythm going on your pussy. She takes pause every now & again cause of the force. A note.You're a lousy spy. Hope you got a good view ;)Still processing last night's conversation. Sorry I'm not more help. Hang on today and we'll talk after running.MUnder that were two lines, unfinished.The world will be fixed/in the eyes of friendsI smiled. There was nothing to do, nothing on my schedule, so I pulled on slacks and an old zip up hoodies and shuffled barefoot to the kitchen for cereal, toast and television. Only to find that my mum had left me a list of jobs literally as long.