The Emir looked her over as she walked towards him and marvelled again at the wonderfully elegant upright walk of these women. She was young, about tw...nty or a little less, slimmer than most Arab women, with beautifully curved resilient breasts and a flat belly. Her nipples had been rouged, he noticed, and she had been shaved so close that he might have thought she had not yet grown any pubic hair."How do you manage to shave so cleanly?" he asked."Master, the hair was allowed to grow last week. The bus was still 15 min away,so John asked megan to give him a blowjob. She had done it yesterday, but then it was dark. Now in full view, with joggers and dog walkers all over the place, megan refused. As if she could refuse. John assumed that the fresh air had caused memory loss, and he brought it back with a slap across her face.megan was stunned. Nearby, an elderly woman stopped to watch. Another slap.Megan fell to her knees, the skirt doing nothing to protect her knees. John unzipped his. Someone usually gets hurt anyway, but let's try to protect your people as best as possible."That's when I had a thought, "If you are State Department, what are you doing with this?"The man looked at Jacques and said, "We are a part of the American CIA who work with the State Department and whatever host country we are in. I was originally from Nice, so I am enjoying visiting here."In perfect English with a New England accent, Jacques said, "Most Americans just call me Jack. The French name is. She loved me to let her drink it, so of course, I didn’t do that often. I loved blasting her in the face, but I didn’t usually do that in the office. Instead I chose to cum on her tits. I enjoyed this too because she had strict orders not to wipe off my cum. When I was done, I pulled her bra cups back down, buttoned her shirt and told her stand up. Less than a minute later the handcuffs were back in the drawer and she was heading back to her desk with my cum drying on her chest. It would.
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