You moan, your eyes still locked on the nail lady."Wet my cock." Without breaking your gaze you spit into your free hand and cover my dick in saliva. ...I look over, seeing the woman lost in this event. "Come here," I say, and motion for her to approach.The shy middle-aged woman walks toward us cautiously. I pull her in by the waist so she can see me penetrate you. The head of my cock enters, then the glistening shaft follows. She exhales in amazement. I stroke slowly, feeling how much you enjoy. .. wait, where’s Melody?!”“I’m here,” a sweet voice said from the other side of the bed. Mike quickly flipped on the bedside lamp and felt a wave of relief wash over him as he gazed upon the face of his lovely wife, clad in her favorite black satin robe.“Melody ... I thought ... I thought I’d lost you,” Mike breathed, crawling across the bed towards her.Gently pushing her husband to lie on his back, she cradled his face in her soft hands and kissed him lovingly. “You’re not getting rid of me. And this was her last fight. But she was going to win it! And she hoped the fight would be raided and this sordid exhibition wrapped up.In Round two, Gloria knocked Mara down and kicked her in the face, to the fury of a crowd who were all increasingly on Mara's side. They cheered as Mara put Gloria down again and kicked at her as she tried to get up but Gloria was ready for the kick this time and avoided enough of its force to get up and face Mara, putting her arm round her neck as if about to. He watched the internal surveillance feed as the mysterious woman vanished from Frank Tabor’s bed after having made love to him. He was a little annoyed at the odd video glitch just before she left. It had showed her positioned beneath Tabor, then instantly reappearing above him. That indicated a gap of about ten seconds of lost data. He would have to arrange for the covert surveillance unit to be checked for malfunction.The second video feed came from the MAS-DEC security system installed in.