My Misstress Chelsea leans her head back, her legs lift up around my shoulders pulling me in tighter. I moan into her sending deep vibration through ...er entire body.My tongue flicks faster over her, back and forth, up and down, in circles, pressing against her, moaning into her, my fingers slip up and slide effortlessly into my Mistresses wetness, two fingers spreading her open and curling up inside her, wiggling and tickling her silky walls.Her breath catches and I know she is close, I double. There are over 100 verses in the Koran that instruct the Muslims to kill the Infidels. Here are a few of them.”Ben pulls up a well-worn Quran and I comment, “It looks like you’ve used that Quran some.”Ben smiled at the camera and replied, “Yes I have. I had this with me in Iraq and studied it. It’s important to know your enemies.”Ben flips it open and reads, “Quran (2:244) - “Then fight in the cause of Allah, and know that Allah Heareth and knoweth all things:Quran (2:216) “Fighting is. If I succeed in painting my feelings on these pages, I'll give you this letter when you get home. If I don't, well, I'll try again some other day.I was standing on the back porch of our ranch. I told you about it once. It's a large old ramblin' place near Big Spring. The place where my daddy tried to raise the Santa Gertrudes cattle. Good thing he did a better job raising oil wells. That's for sure.A great big old place. Spent the best years of my childhood there.On that special day, I watched. She sighed loudly with relief and pushed hard to force the liquid from her bladder quicker, hurrying to get out of this place, out of this park. ?What have we here?? A man’s voice, with a distinct tone of pleasure, echoed in the room. ?Someone had to go, man, and she’s going, ain’t she.? A second voice answered and the men laughed. Cindy realized they were inside the building with her, close to the stall door and her fear made her suck her breath in a gulp and hold it. Her flow.