We hopped aboard and Jimmy and I were on our way back home, or what passed for home in Afghanistan.I guess that was about when things went to shit. As...I said at the beginning, the next thing I know I am waking up in a musty vegetable cellar rank with the smell of goats and blood. I assumed it was mine since I could feel it trickling warm and comfortingly down my chill and aching cheek, arm, and back. Most of my body was either in pain or alarmingly numb and if there was anything resembling. I said no and that I lived about an hour and a half away, which the second part was a lie, it was only about 40 minutes away. She said that the room downstairs didn’t have the camera working right now like the other rooms and that would allow her to do some more things for me. Of course I agreed to the downstairs room, and she grabbed my hand leading me in. Once inside she closed the door cutting the loudness of the music outside. She once again asked if I was a cop and I reassured her I was. He finally took his eyes off my vibrating pussy and looked up at me. “Sure,” I said. “But I’m almost done here. Wanna help me finish?”Alex grinned because he knows how horny I always am. He stepped back into the apartment.”“What would you like me to, uh, do?” Alex asked. He sounded a little coy.I said it in my most innocent little girl voice, “You could either take over the vibe,” I suggested, “or find something nice to put in my ass.”Alex closed the door and came over to the sofa. He took the. She desperately starts to feel the need to cum. She can't wait anymore. She moves her hands away from her breasts and down to her core. She separates her lips with one hand and the other reaches straight for her clit. She can feel how swollen it is; fully extended from its protective hood. She starts to circle it with her fingers. He rears back to watch her. His thrusts getting harder and less controlled. His excitement is mounting, mirroring hers. Her fingers start to move faster. She can feel.