Clinton was so desperate for a good fuck that he even entertained the idea of fucking Hillary. He figured that it had been so long since he had screwe... his wife that it might actually be arousing and fun. But for now Clinton had to put these thoughts at the back of his mind as he had to get ready to receive the guests coming for the peace conference.First to arrive were Yassir Arafat and his wife Suha. The Palestinian leader although getting on in years had recently joined the "Mile High Club". I just whispered, “Wow Daniel you make me such do dirty things.” As I just finished my word she turned around and placed her fingers over my lips and just slide it over them and gave me a kiss. My body just responded naturally and we were in tight hug sliding our hands over each other feeling each other.I glanced over and saw Karan just pressing the pussy area of Sasha and she too was mesmerized. We signaled and I told Daniel that let’s get outta here. She just holds my hand and walked towards. Jor jor se chillane lagi, “Aur jor se dabaiye.” Woh josh mein jor se dabane lage aur mere neck pe kiss karne lage. Thodi der baad unhone mera pallu hataya aur blouse ke saare button khol diye. Aur mujhe topless karke mere boobs dabane lage. Maza toh bohot aya par mere boobs abhi laal ho gaye the.Aur bohot dard ho raha tha unme. Toh maine kaha, “Pandit ji abhi mujhe boobs main dard ho raha hai kuch aur nahi kar sakte kya.” Unhone kaha, “Thik hai saree nikalo aur nangi let jao.” Maine vaisahi. ‘We’ll talk later,’ he assured her. Jessica nodded again, took his hand and followed him out of the room. Danny carefully led Jessica through the maze like hallways and breathed a sigh of relief as they reached the entrance of the compound. As Jessica walked outside to safety, Danny let out a gutteral moan and slumped to the ground. ‘Danny!’ Jessica shouted, fighting Jake as he restrained her. Cal and the field medic hurried to where Danny lay, bleeding on the ground. ‘We need to get him back.