Some conniving would have to take place. Brad knew what he had to do.Little did Jerri know that he had searched the net long and hard and handpicked a... handful of black men for Jerri. He told them all about his wife in great detail, including pictures so they could get a visual taste of his wife. He hoped this information would help seduce his wife one day.October 22nd was their thirteenth wedding anniversary and, somehow, Brad convinced Jerri to leave the k**s with the sitters and head. I loved the way he was grabbing both my cheeks and squeezing them firmly. Then he began to work his way to my little pucker. When he was there he stopped kissing and looked at me with a confused look. He discovered my butt plug. I told him I put it in when I went to freshen my lipstick and that I had put it in to lube me up and to open me if he was interested in fucking me. I asked, "Do you want to fuck me?" His response was, "hell yes!" I suggested that we continue kissing and as we did. I drove the car into a isolated lane and stopped it. Not a word was exchanged. My hand was still feeling her tit. I took her hand and put it on my cock. She squeezed. She looked far away as if she already had an orgasm.I reclined the seats so that both of us were almost horizontal. She was holding my cock through my pants. I opened the zip and took him out and offered him to her. Thats when she went berserk. She said take me please... I held her face and passionately kissed her hard. Her tongue. You're going to blow our cover." Permission to speak freely, sir?" Maxwell asked formally. He'd never worked with Major McTavish so he wasn't sure how strictly the man interpreted the rules. Of course, the Major was a Navy puke – the black coveralls easily gave that away – but Maxwell wouldn't hold that against him; not everyone was good enough to be in the Marines, after all."Now and forever, Gunny," McTavish replied with another wry smile. "I don't stand on ceremony much on the best of days –.