Eventually, Harriett assessed that Emma was ready. She seemed more than ready to Charlotte who felt the shuddering in Emma’s shoulders and the whipl...sh of her hair as it was thrown about in ecstasy. Harriett eased the dildo into Emma’s cunt and the reaction was almost immediate. ‘Ohhh! Godd! Go-o-oddd! Uuooaahh!’ cried out Emma, shaking herself ecstatically. She grasped Charlotte’s hand and squeezed it as if her life depended on it while gasping out. Then she screamed out in an aural. 'You plan to have a very good time?' I turned to saw him holding up the box of condoms, 'What a fucking chancer', I thought, 'Take one', I said, getting into the act, and I walked over with my now empty glass.His face lit up, it now appeared I was getting involved in the sexual overtures or the innuendos, flying around the room.He was a man of Indian decent, polite and courteous, as they are, but strangely lacking in the understanding of strong and single mindedness of white European women.I. Ya called ‘bout a broke water heater?” “I finished with my last job early, so I figured I’d pop on over an see whatcha got.”“Come on in Otis. The heater’s in the basement.”My heart sank as we walked by the open bedroom door. My wife lay there, tied buck-assed naked to the bed with her wet pussy on full display.“Whatcha got in here?” Otis exclaimed as he pushed by me into our bedroom.“I, uh…I, ummm…well.” I stammered like an idiot.“That’s a fine piece of white girl ya got tied up there.” Otis. “Raise your right hand and repeat after me,” the sergeant at arms said. After we sat down, this statement was read.“This investigation and all testimony are CLASSIFIED and shall remain so for fifty years by order of the National Intelligence Supervisory Board. There will be a media briefing of selected items by the chairman of this committee and only the chairman,” the sergeant at arms read the statement.“On page 54 of this report it indicates that there were 27 containers loaded at Morton.