I saw track to bring them up when there was no trouble. A man that needed this much protection had to be involved in crime.The basement was deep. It w...as used for lavish entertaining. There were no windows and one external door that was also protected by an additional steel door. The house would be difficult to take.My weapons were inferior but were quiet. My ship gave me mobility while I could see through objects. A real commando could use what I had and possible not disturb his hair. I was. Bill arrived on his motorbike this time, which meant he had the full leathers on, boots and all. Wasting no time I took him straight up to our bedroom, sat him on the side of the bed and knelt on the floor. Slowly I removed each boot, then his socks. I ran my hands up the inside of his thighs, getting to his buttons. I opened up the top of his trousers and put my hand in. Good he was hard! Off they came ...again he had his wife's knickers on. I joked he wouldn't want an accident and have to go. With that my wife got the lube out of our nightstand, made a fist and liberally applied a large amount of lube to her tiny hand. Her hand was not much bigger than a large cock. Now I knew why we were running out of lube!!! Apparently, my wife’s specialty was using her small hand like a cock to please her amazon lovers. No wonder she had such a parade of large girlfriends?I watched from above as my wife made a ball with her fist and went down between Greta’s legs which she had spread open in. "You're still talking to me?" she asked."I guess so," I answered.She got out of the hammock. She was wearing a tank top, and she looked really good in it. She looked up and down the street."Got time for a good deed?" she asked, hesitantly."Sure, if it doesn't take too long," I said. "I have to be home for supper in half an hour."She didn't come out to the gate to meet me, like she usually did, but just turned around and went in the house, leaving the door open. I went in. She was in the.