You had your eyes closed as you imagined me with you, you opened them to see what I had wrote next, how my cock was buried deep inside you thrusting h...rd as I kissed your breasts and sucked the nipples, my hands squeezing your breasts as I did it, my tongue flicking your breasts as my cock slid in deeply and back out again.You felt your pussy getting wet as you got more and more turned on as you rubbed your breasts and read what I would be doing to you, I myself watching was rubbing my cock. The thought of her sucking on her own pussy slime made me even more hot and aggressive, and so I finally went back down on my knees and inserted the tip of the dildo between her labia.She was tight. Tighter than me, definitely, but even a little too tight for the vibrator that I picked out for her. I twisted and turned it, trying to screw it inside her pussy, little by little, inch by inch as she squirmed and moaned, pushing her hips back at me. She wanted it now. She didn't seem to care. I’ve never plowed a young man’s ass before, but I won’t knock it until I’ve tried it. It sounds like a regular bacchanalia that you’ve planned for us, my dear, between Magda and you. I like that idea for sure. But there is the obvious question of where would we live ... here or Denmark or both ... or neither? Any thoughts on that, and also how to get Frederik and Bjorg on board with this plan?” I inquired while now lying on my back and holding a very naked and delighted Magda in my arms.“Do not. It is good to sometimes remind the bad guys, that there is a day of reckoning.So if the chick isn't with him, who is she?She is a gift from the Russian Special Forces, Spetsnaz.So what is her story?Some Russian rocket parts went missing. Someone found out where they were and who had them. A local girl didn't want to see terrorist with Russian missiles, so she helped the Septsnaz recover them. She hid them and helped them locate the storage facility. Many of her fellow countrymen died, and not.