After just a few moments I was jerking, crying out loud as I came in her mouth, my body shaking with the sensation.There was no drama from her, no noi...e, no recoil at my ejaculation, she just kept sucking, swallowing everything I had to give. When it was over and I came swimming back to my senses claire was gazing up at me, licking her lips. She smiled then and said."There my boy.....all done....is that better?" All I could manage to say through rapid breaths was "yes.....thank you"Reaching for. But the tall African girl at his side was now a big problem. She spoke rapidly in Hausa to the sergeant, who seemed less than happy - she had told Sven to play dumb - "don't open your mouth - it will only make it worse!" had been her exact words. He believed her. He wondered whether, like an animal, the soldiers could sense or smell his fear. He wondered if it would hurt, or whether there would just be a blinding light and nothing. Would he hear the noise of the shot? He knew the rifles were. It took me a while to realise that it was me, and a big grin stretched across my face. I looked over at my mother and she looked equally pleased with her hands clasped together. We went to show my sister, and she screamed with delight and how good I looked. "Oh my god! You look perfect! You're going to make a better bride than I was supposed to!" she exclaimed."I don't know. I might look the part, but I don't know if I can act the part." I said, worriedly."I'll help you with that," my mother. I craned her head back and forced my cock down her throat. I viciously throat-fucked her for several minutes when suddenly we were bathed in light as the kitchen door opened and 2 mexican kitchen workers stepped into the alley holding bags of garbage. “Perfect” I said to myself. “Mios Dios” One of them said as I pulled my dick from her mouth and bathed her face in my cum. I stepped away while putting my cock away. “Would you two gentlemen like to face-fuck my worthless whore?” I asked.