I think I got the last case in Honolulu.’ It would indeed be a shame, Jim thought, if Hoshito turned out to be disloyal or worse, a spy. Time to get... some surveillance out here, he hated to admit and wondered why it took him this long to think about that. A grocery store was the perfect place to keep tabs on what was going on and American sailors on passes weren’t exactly known to keep quiet. He hoped he was wrong. His complacency may have been a tremendous gaffe. Even now, the grocer looked. “He definitely felt my tits on his chest. What was I thinking. I should have wore a bra before coming down. Hell I should have put on panties before I came down too. What if he not only felt my tits press on him but he smelled my pussy juices? Omg why do I do this to myself” she thinks to herself as she starts closing her legs to try and prevent the smell of her still juice soaked pussy. “Amina go show your uncle the way to your shower then come back so you can help me clean up.” Her mom says. His pecker lay on his pants, my glorious master.“You won’t hurt her, will you?”His lip curled into this cruel smirk. He’d do to my wife, whatever he wanted, and I’d like what he did, even if she didn’t. My mind only thought of him pounding the hell out of her. Thinking of his cock splitting her tiny pussy open, filling her to overflowing with his pungent, salty, spicy seed kept me on edge.At last, we pulled into the drive of my home, the garage door swung up, opening the two-car parking area. ”“I don’t have to have orgasms, but a couple wouldn’t bother me.”“Glory hole, my ass sticking out, they can cum in me and never see my face, they won’t know they dicked your smoking hot wife.”“I don’t know, how about some of the guys you ride with, you know, the motorcycle gang.” “Set it up, tell them I’m visiting my parents or something. Invite them for a stag party, and to make it more believable I’ll ask my sister to come over, she likes screwing anything with a prick, she’d not only come.