Inside I tried to make itto my room, but made it only half way before a soldier grabbed me andforced me to kneel before him, the rough ground tearing ...y new dress.his hands gripped my flowing blonde locks as I once again found a cockin my mouth. the smell of musk and sweat filled my nostrils as mycrimson lips slid along his shaft. once he finally came I swallowedinstinctually. I found myself privy to a unique sensation, the feelingof a belly full of cum instead of food.As I entered my room I. "Gotta treat the poor girl right ... she's going off with her dad." Rinsed again, she was asked to choose her conditioner ... Redken is what she wanted ... that was brushed in and let set until she had three more orgasms ... including one from mom.Fluffed and brushed, patted and oiled, powdered and pampered, she looked like a hair products advertisement on Cosmo. Mom had brought Megan clean clothes. They dressed her from the skin out while she was struggling to stand ... weak knees ... too much. "Stop" I hissed "why?" he looked dismayed "Look - I'm not a you know.... prick-teaser - I am stark naked withyou in a hotel room , I'm not going to GO anywhere am I? But.. I AM going to CMOE if you keep going at my boobs like that" "Ok" he smiled . I seemed to have taken the uncertainty out of thesituation. He seemed to have calmed down a little, as a result. "Lie back" he said I lay, did as I was told, as he spread my legs way beyond any dignity ! I will stop here to tell you all about my. It read "Exchange. Dollars. Best Rates". All the other advertising was in a Georgian script that I couldn't read.When we pushed open the door, a buzzer rang. The smell of hashish almost knocked me over. There was a skinny, dark complexioned man of about thirty sitting on a stool behind a glass display case. He gazed suspiciously at us with bloodshot eyes. I spoke in Russian."We're looking for Botso. Is this the right place?" Botso?" He answered in good Russian. "Never heard of him." Are you.