Julianne checked her PC. Damn, the FTP still hadn't downloaded yet! She took a pack of cigarettes out of her purse and walked outside to have a smoke ...hile she waited.She leaned against the wall just outside the employee's entrance under the "No Smoking" sign as she tried, unsuccessfully, to puff away her sexual frustration.Her pussy was aching for some action, and all the smokes in the world couldn't fuck her. She tossed the butt on the sidewalk and headed back inside.As she approached her. The guy grunted as he shot the last of it and he pulled out.The bastard then made me open my mouth wide to show him that salty cum in my mouth. He said I should better swallow all.There was so much of it. It took me three gulps to take it down.I thought he was done with me; but I was wrong. I knew it when I noticed his huge black cock growing up again…He grabbed my hair and got me on my feet. He then dragged me to the sink and made me put my hands on it, bending over a bit. I lifted my dress by. But it had served me well with females. I sat back in a plush chair witha drink. Non alcoholic of course this being a Muslim country. I had justcum, having reached dizzy heights of ecstasy as I did, when my door burstopen and in came three Arabs wearing traditional white and red clothing.With the Arabs was a Middle East looking woman. She, however, was wearinga western black business suit with a cream silk blouse and four inchblack heels. She was probably in her fifties and her blonde hair. A series of carefully placed crop strokes to each thigh, brought her attention back to my intentions. "Why are we doing this Nicola?" I asked, adding another wheal to each side.She gasped with pain but then spoke slowly and clearly. "To produce a form pleasing to my husband and to those he wishes to impress." Very good. So are your own erotic indulgences relevant here?" No, Sir. Unless of course they are of interest or amusement as well. Could that not be the case?"It impressed me that, despite.