"Kristiina burst into a new laughter as she hurried past me to the bowl and turned her rear to it. After lifting the hem of her dress from her knees t... her waist to take her turn in manifesting the gospel of underpantfreedom and dropping down on the seat, she asked over the starting rush and purl, "Might there have been something - or rather someone - specific causing this cerebral lapse?"For a person I'd met twenty minutes ago in toilet queue, Kristiina read me noteworthily well. "A certain. Naturally, Kamal Qumsiyeh telephoned to warn the Colonel in charge of the barracks about the impending visit.After a formal welcome from the Commanding Officer, a Colonel whose name the Emir promptly forgot, the Emir dismissed him and indicated that the General would be all the escort he needed, apart from the four bodyguards. They walked round one of the barrack huts and the Emir made a desultory inspection commenting on nothing. Basically he was bored and beginning to regret suggesting the. " "No, Marcus, stop, why are you doing this, stop! Don't treat your Mother that way!" "It's only because I love you Mother." He tied the ropes tight around my ankles, then grabbed each of my arms and pulled me up to standing. He turned me to face him, put his arms around my waist and lifted me over his shoulders. "As I said before, let's have a seat." He carried me through the kitchen to the dining room. He held me over his shoulder with one hand, as I continued to squirm and struggle. . I was getting hard myself! Finally his boxers were low enough that his cock sprung free and what a sight it was! There was his big black and beautiful cock with a big mushroom head! I told him to take a hold of it like he was masturbating as I clicked away. He gently stroked it. It kept getting really harder and harder and bigger and bigger! It grew to an unbelievable size; at least ten hard inches! I stopped clicking and he asked what was wrong. I apologized and told him I was.