” Then Kelly said “Okay, so we will take the spare bedroom and you guys get our room. But, do you guys want to watch us first?” Becky said �...Do you want us too?” Kelly said “Hell yes. I think that would be hot. It should get both of you in the mood too!” Becky said “Either way is okay. I’m in the mood already.” Kelly told her she just wanted us to see them. So we agreed. Kelly said “Becky. Can I steal him for just a second? I just want to talk to him. I promise I won’t drain him. Fifteen-years younger than us, huge cock, bigger than my eight-inches and bisexual apparently.”I am Anne, a forty-five year old woman with a very strong sex drive. I still have a good body, men love my legs and dimple free forty-three inch arse. My current man, Jon, who is two years younger than me tells me I have given him an ass fetish and we seldom have sex without him kissing it. I have long fantasized about having a third man, two men at the same time while having sex.A few days later Jon. Their mood was subdued. They actually didn’t even have sex on Thursday night – they cuddled and kissed and exchanged pledges of undying love and affection.And, then, Friday came and it was time to say goodbye. They did write to each other – long letters full of love poetry (Jim was no poet but he tried, often borrowing from The Bard when his own limited skills failed him). Sarah Jane’s letters were equally filled with protestations of love and pledges to wait for Jim to come and take her. There was no response. Finally, one well-armored officer got to the vehicle and looked inside the windshield. ‘I think they’re dead.’ he said. Another officer came to the back doors and opened them, covered by his teammates Looking inside, they saw four dead men… three by gunshots to the head at close range, the fourth by taking cyanide. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I was in my office. I had gone over the duty logs and was working through emails. Most of them were between other officers with.