"They're already leaving." Stop them! This is Mark Anderson's home; the boy the CIA kidnapped and experimented on in Fort Dodge. This is nothing to do...with terrorists - we've been used!" We're on it!"A platoon of heavily armed and highly pissed off Rangers (their major had been killed) can be very effective at getting people to stop. The CIA head office radioed the transport chopper that was waiting to be called in, telling them to return to base.I didn't see the southern CIA agents being. At the same time, both Matt and I lifted Jay legs up and apart, holding onto her ankles. This lifted and completely exposed my wife's beautiful smooth pussy openly to both of us. Matt moved his hand down the back of Jay’s thigh and then looked at me as if asking for permission. I simply nodded at him and watched as his fingers moved between her legs. Jay gasped with pleasure as two of them slipped inside her hot, wet pussy.As Jay pushed down onto Matt’s eager fingers she turned her face towards. Maybe he was drinking that is why no one wants to go with him.Just looking at him and imagining him roughing me up made me wet. I got horny all of a sudden.I asked him. Bhaiyya. Aap Gurgaon jaooge.He looked up at me and said haan. Aapko jaana hai.I said haan..Kitne paise lagenge. He said 600. I said yeh to zayada hai. Then he said accha aap 500 de dena. I said Ok.The Stall owner said Dekh ho gayi problem solve. Mere dukaan hai hi lucky.He quicky drank his tea and said chaliye madam. Aapka. " License and registration, ma'am." Officer, I don't mean to be rude," Cat said as she dug in her purse for her license, "but could you show me some ID. I need to be sure you're a real policeman." That's quite alright, ma'am. I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours."Cat handed her ID through the window and the policeman flipped open a small wallet. Side by side were a badge and an official looking picture ID identifying him as a member of the municipal police force."You realize you were.