To say that these gentlemen (with the exception of Mr. Stern) were reluctant to participate as witnesses to this tribal debauchery was an understateme...t. Yet, even as Indy and Colonel Lawrence reached for their weapons, they were prevented from taking offensive action by the presence of more than a dozen heavily-armed Arab security guards. Indy wondered how Miss Hathaway felt about the probable brutality which she may have to observe. The pale, stricken look on her face answered his unspoken. ...and you do as I tell you, I slam my hard cock deep into your mouth and tell you to suck my cock like the filthy whore you are. You start to suck me, even though you are terrified you feel your pussy getting wet. Both my hands on your head now, pulling your mouth to me as I fuck your mouth. I look down and notice that your hand is between your legs fingering your pussy as I fuck your mouth and I laugh, Oh yes you are a fithy cunt whore aren't you.I pick you up and slam you hard against the. I waited until 1AM. I left my house. My mouth was dry, my dick was hard, and my heart was pounding with anticipation. I ran through it a thousand times during the 35 minute ride. How would I start? I hadn’t felt that ass in almost nine years, tonight I was going to make up for lost time. I realized that I was driving 85 mph. Maybe I should pay attention to the road. I couldn’t take my mind off of her for five seconds. All I could think was what she would taste like, was she a virgin, what was. Let me get it."With that, he leaned forward, and ever so softly planted his lips on my chin. He first kissed it, and then I felt his warm, wet tongue poke out slightly, and he slowly licked the chocolate off the tip of my chin. He followed the chocolate trail with his lips and tongue, lightly nibbling and kissing each millimetre as he cleaned it. By the time he reached the last of the chocolate, just on the border of my lower lip, I was squirming slightly in my seat, wanting to feel his lips.