"No, you cannot, it is against the Geneva convention," she wailed."Hard to prove," I agreed, "But that's for later, first we have to check you have no...concealed weapons, disrobe if you please." I demand that a female searches me." she protested, her English improving surprisingly rapidlyI nodded at Sarn't Brough and he grasped her sack firmly.She tried to be defiant, and she might just as well have pulled her Burka, or what ever it was they called their sacks, over her head and kept it in one. “Then how did you become so renowned as the best cock sucker in the United Kingdom?” asked Jeff.“I guess I was lucky to fall in love with a man who taught me what pleased men the most!” she said.“Interesting Emma!” Jeff said. “I see you’ve finished your Tequila Sunrise. Shall we continue your blowjob skills now? And Ray, be sure she goes all the way down on me!”“Sure Jeff! Talking about sex has made me a little bit horny!” Emma admitted.Still sitting, Jeff put down his drink and as Emma crawled. The buildings along the avenue were boarded or gutted. The ornamentation at the entrances was worn, peeling, and chipped. Besides the buildings, the faces had changed, from white ruddy faces bundled in thickly-padded jackets to dark faces wearing wind-breakers, wandering in no particular direction. The divide between the races, both black and white, glared visually and economically: the boarded buildings, teen-agers loitering the fronts of grocery stores, graffiti on an old brick wall. She knew. ”“Of course not. You’re my BFF. I trust you. Besides, I really wanted to get creamed in my ass eventually. I guess we’re going to need to get cleaned up.” We both laughed.I put my hands on the side of the tub and lifted myself up as Tiffany’s cock pulled out of me. I stood up in the tub. I could feel a little of Tif’s cum between my cheeks. She leaned forward and licked the remaining cum from my cock. Then, I stepped out of the tub and sat on the toilet. I could feel her cum run from.