This time Quashem was alone in his apartment, so that day after college Moutusi and me went to Quashem’s apartment.Moutusi and me used lift to reach...9th floor of the apartment and she found the nameplate of Quashem’s father and rang the doorbell. Soon the door was opened and Quashem smiley welcomed us. I was informed that Quashem would be alone in his apartment but inside the hall room I saw another person. He was Quashem’s friend Kamal, I knew him. I saw him with Quashem for many times. His. He went to work early in the morning before she arose and came back fairly late in the evening. He was punctilious in telling Linda when he would be home and she had good meal waiting for him when he arrived. They chatted in the evening and went to bed quite happily. On Thursday evening Oliver told Linda that he would take her out to a lovely restaurant on Friday and to be ready at 7.30pm. Linda prepared herself with a simple black dress that hugged her figure slightly more than decency. She said, “Damn it’s been a long time since somebody’s filled me up like that!”. Although I enjoyed the compliment, I never replied. I just pulled back my hips and gave her one hard thrust as deep as I could go. Her head reared back and she let out an “Ah” with her eyes closed. I repeated the same motion a few times before pulling most of the way out and fucking her steadily at the entrance of her pussy. I could hear the sound of her wetness and looked down to see my cock glistening from her. The last thing he feel is the butt of a rifle across the back of his skull.The massive double doors explode inward, spraying pieces large and small in all directions. Gunfire is instant, peppering the door way as Samantha rushes in followed closely by Spencer and Nash. She steps behind a pillar avoiding being hit. Spencer and Nash follow suit as well. “How many do you suppose?” Spencer yells over the roar of gunfire.“Two squads, Russian soldiers. Heavily armed,” Nash answers.“Two Goji and that.