It was late at night in my home office when I fell asleep at my desk with the sounds of her and others having sex playing through my headphones that I...came to the final five minutes of the DVD. Up until then I'd been watching a video of Mrs Franklin and a few other women being gangbanged at a party. The video was being filmed with one camera by an unknown person who in the final minutes of the video handed the camera to someone else.Judging by Mrs Franklin's reaction I could only guess that she. Both had badges on their lapels as if they slueths."Mr, Maloue?" one of them asked."Who are you?" Frank replied."This is Mr. Jeffery Lyons and I'm Nigel Woodhouse. We represent the British Embassy," Woodhouse introduced themselves. "Would you kindly accompany us to the Embassy?" What is this all about?" We cannot tell you. To be honest, we have absolutely no idea. We were only sent to take you to the Ambassador. You will learn when you talk to one of the assistance's. Leave these bags in the. The hand squeezed my breast, kneading it from its base to my nipple, pulling and squeezing. The hand on my ass squeezing and then moves down and slips inside my thong. Hoping he does not realise I am getting wet, realise that despite my reluctance, I am excited by this attention.My blouse is untucked from my shirt and he pushes up into my bra, cupping my boob, squeezing my nipple between his fingers. I gasp and I see a woman looking quizzically, she catches my eye, I’ve seen her before a. I sent Tyrone silent prayers that heheard.After five minutes of intense ass fucking, Tyrone flipped me ontomy back. I planted my feet wide and raised my cunt to hisangled-down cock. I wiggled my pussy onto his cock and beganscrewing him for all I was worth, frequently looking to my k**s,checking their reactions, being driven on by their intense staresand open mouths. Tyrone finished the same way they first saw us:with my ankles pinned to the mattress beside my ears.I love the ending. Being.