"Suhl Makarov PM nine millimeter," Wolfgang told her. "With a matched factory suppressor and two eight round magazines in a hand crafted mahogany box.... Really?" Eva's look of astonishment amused her brother. "How did you arrange that?" Herr Polgar is an avid collector," Wolfgang said, referring to a Czech antique dealer they had become acquainted with previously. Polgar was an older man that both he and Eva had become quite fond of and a useful source of information and tools, like the Yarygin. In the middle of the night, some muffled sounds woke me up. I got up from the bed and opened the door. I heard Camilla was getting fucked as she moaned with pleasure. I wondered if she was still wearing those sexy black stockings I saw her in earlier. Then I came closer to their room, trying to make no sounds. The door was open and I could sneak inside from the dark alleyway.Camilla was there, facing the ceiling with her legs spread open on their bed; her head towards the door; so, she could. Before I could get too close to cumming she’d move to suck Boyd again. She continued alternating between our tools for several minutes, slipping one between her lips and pumping the other in turn. She was definitely enjoying herself.At one point she pulled our two cocks into her mouth at once, or tried to; popping the engorged heads into her stretched mouth. She was being playful, rubbing the tip of Boyd’s cock along the length of mine, following it with her tongue. Not a fan of cock-on-cock. You then look down and you see my hard cock and you give me a coy smile and you bite your lip coyly. "I see that you have been remembering our vacation" you say to me. I nod as I watch you gaze at my upright cock, remembering back to that vacation. We have such a great time in our hotel room that week. "Why don't we relive that week, here. We don't have to reserve ourselves to our vacations together".I knew what this meant. We mostly kept our most lustful and more erotic fantasies and sex.