Just then the doors opened and in walked the guy who'd served us on entry. Yes I thought, now they'll back down and let us out. "Hello Ted" one of the... called, "You come for a piece of this sluts ass as well?" Oh fuck no, he's in on it I realised.My mind must have spiralled because next thing I remember my beautiful wife is bent over the seats being fucked hared by one of those bastards. I could hear her sobs with each thrust. I lost my temper and jumped at one of the guys in front of my. He. I sent to her. She sent me a photo of her face and longer hair. She looked really beautiful, her hair was past her shoulders and dark brown. I could just taste the sweetness of her lips on my tongue from our last encounter together. I could smell the strawberries of her shampoo. These next few days are going to be tortuous.“Yum, I like, very sexy.” was my reply. “Then here’s another.” I read the reply waiting for another picture message from her. When it came in, I almost had a heart attack. It. Now that I was out of Intensive Care, they didn’t have to gown up to see me. These guys were a lot better than the last G-2 major from Baghdad I had met, Halstead; they were human. They brought with them several briefcases with recon photos, and they even had a laptop computer that could play movies and audio on it. Very high-tech stuff. I had to go through the entire night with them, the attack, where everybody was stationed, and so forth. They had diagrams of the compound drawn up as well as. The feeling of his tongue working her pussy sent instant shivers up her spine. Intense, passionate she was already close to cumming and her shrieks and moans only served to make Jonathan eat her pussy harder and faster. ‘Ohh my, I really needed this. Eat my pussy, take my juices’ Sally’s eyes were closed and her mouth wide open as each flick of Jonathan tongue sent shivers up her spine and just that little bit closer to the mother of all orgasms. She ground her pussy harder and harder onto.