Finally the judge would give a ruling, and that would be subject to confirmation by the Emir."Confirmation by the Emir?" Sharon was surprised, "Is he ...ot the judge?" No. He has stood down, disqualified himself, as he has a close personal knowledge of you, Mr. Ambassador."The Deputy Head of Mission then asked, "So who is the judge?" I understand it is to be Ramzy El-Najjar, the Master of Quarry to His Magnificence Mahmoud Abdullah, may he live for ever. He is, I believe, just over sixty years. Looks like his wife was sucking him off. They introduce themselves; this is Megs, Tom’s wife and point to the guy in the front seat. Oh, I thought you guys were together, hell no, we here to share otherwise we would have stayed at home. This is Tom’s wife Sue and I’m Jim. They all get out of the car and we get chatting. We were just getting started. We love to swop partners and watch as they play in the nick. So how it works, Tom says. You can watch us do our thing or you can join in if invited. It's full of cold alcoholic cans and they should do the trick. I have my back to you now and decide to play it up a little. I know you're watching, so I bend right over to lift the lid on the icebox. Smiling to myself when I hear a low appreciative "Hmm" come from your way. My denim shorts aren't that short, only mid-thigh in fact. But they hug my bum tightly, showing off the curves of my ass nicely.I continue rummaging around in the ice, pretending I cant find what I'm looking for, but it's. I leaned over, lifted her chin and kissed her intensely. Our tongues met, danced and curled. She gasped loudly as I slid my teeth over her under lip and I could feel her raise herself against me as her belly touched the moist glans of my swollen member. I eased myself down so she could feel the extent of my weight and to free my hands to fondle her. As my hips met her loins she thrust her hot, wet sheath against my rock hard shaft and clenched me between her thighs. For a moment I was entranced.