How the hell are we going to fit into that black bag shit, if we are on TV." Executive Security Service is about protection, not black bag shit, as yo...u call it." he said."Oh come now, You aren't going to try to tell me that your boss is suddenly above a little industrial espionage. Because if you do, I'm gonna laugh in your face." I said."Our operation isn't going to be doing anything like that. You and I are heading up the non profit operations. Heading up hell we are the feel good ops. She has the face of an angel, and her long, black hair fell in waves down her back and to the sides of her face. ‘Morning babe’ I reply sheepishly, ‘what’s up?’ She looked down at my dick standing tall and proud and laughed, ‘Aside from the obvious? I wasn’t tired anymore and I’m just so happy that we’re finally living together that I got turned on watching you sleep in OUR room.’ The entire time she was talking her hand was gently stroking my cock. ‘You’re getting pretty hard babe. What am I. He was raping her so hard that it looked like he was literally trying to shag her to death. After a few more minutes, he plunged his dick all the way inside Hannah’s ass then reached down and grabbed her thighs. Hannah shrieked in surprise as the beefy giant easily lifted her into the air, with her knees pinned against her tits and her ass still impaled on his cock. “Who’s next? Phil? Get over here and stuff this little pussy,” the biker instructed, pulling Hannah’s legs wide apart to reveal. Because of the mans legs being straddled across my head, I couldnt see what was happening to my wife but I could hear her squeals and groans as I assumed she was getting fucked by more than one man. I was right as she had a cock in her mouth, a cock in her soaking cunt and a cock buried in her ass hole, all thrusting in and out of her in unison. It wasnt long before I felt a hot tongue on my hole and then my legs were raised up in the air. The man behind me put my legs over his shoulders and.