My job was to inspect all brief cases and handbags as that was the height of IRA terror bomb attacks in London, not that there was much I could physic...lly stop anyone who had a bomb in one. The most awkward situation was an electrical engineer who had a strange meter in his briefcase with all sorts of wires and just to be safe I called the Bomb Disposal People to check it out. The couple were rather generous and often had a drink smuggled to me(against company rules) or gave me very handsome. He made love to me (or fucked me, whatever) for more than an hour again. Thank God he's been fixed. (I know I've said that a lot but especially now that I don't have Bill to fall back on I can't afford to get pregnant.)G'nightDear Diary Jul 20 — It's been an awful week. It's one week since Bill called to tell me he's staying with the bitch and also one week since the last time Joe made love to me. I wish I could have back those photos I e-mailed to him amd Val. He's virtually ignored me all. And that was what she was doing… A huge black man was fucking her pussy doggy style; with such power, that Ana gave out grunting sounds with each trust of his cock. The other black man was holding her head while he fucked my sweet wife’s face. Ana was face down on the bed, so she did not see me come in. I was not sure what to do next, so I step back outside and took a seat under the window so I could hear my wife being used. It was clear from her grunting and the sounds Ana was making, she was. Sooner than I would have liked, I felt an orgasm approaching, so I stopped stroking and held my hard dick still in her pussy waiting for it to pass, but I was too late and I started cuming in her pussy. I had a nearly complete orgasm, so I wasn't able to recover and start fucking again right away, I rolled off of her and lay beside her. We chatted for a while and then got dressed and went to the couch in the living room. Ron returned and was surprised to see the two of us sitting on the couch..