“Mmmm I hope there’ll be plenty of sausage on this trip, you know how hungry I get.” I gave him a cheeky wink as I slid his shorts down over his...bulge. I jerked my head back slightly in surprise as his huge dick sprung out of its confinement, the glistening tip swaying in front my eyes.I locked eyes with him as I felt the bulbous mushroom press against my lips. Slowly he began to push his hips forward as the tip disappeared into my eager mouth, our eyes never leaving each other as the rest of. One thing he had yet to figure out was what exactly it was that would get her started. Many a week, a couple days would go by without a single saucy look or wiggle from his wife. Then some random day would roll around and without any explanation, Stacy would come home from work hotter than a firecracker. On such nights, dinner would often be completely forgotten as she screwed his brains out in every room in the house. Jared's wife was an off or on kind of lady and given the sheer power of her. Me: yeah baby, suck it. Oh yes Shikha, you bitch, eat it. Saying so, I started to jerk off rapidly now. She was also fingering heavily now and I could hear the noise of her fingers travelling in and out of her wet pussy.S: Apply some oil on your cock so that it will shine. Hearing this, I applied the whole bottle of oil and started enjoying by showing my cock at the screen.S: hit me on my face with your penis. You fucker, hit me. I hit on my phone agreeing to her demands.Me: slap your pussy you. It was about a four-hour drive considering conditions and security checkpoints. I promised to be back that night.It wasn’t what I expected. President Barzani personally asked me to visit Syrian Kurdistan and to see the conditions there, so that I could report back to the world what was happening. He would send me with some Peshmerga bodyguards and whatever reporters he could scrounge up, so that a Westerner could report on what was happening there to the rest of the world. He thought I would be.