Now Jeff started to butt-fuck my fiancée properly. His hands gripped her hips as, slowly to start with, he eased his large weapon in and out of her b...ck door. Nk was gasping and crying out. Her ass was high in the air and her head low as her fists pummelled the pillow and her bare feet beat a relentless tattoo on the mattress.“Oh shit, baby. You’re so fucking tight!” Jeff almost snarled through clenched teeth.“So fuck me, man! Fuck me and fuck me and fuck me….ahhhhhhhh ….yessssss!”It was. Her green eyes flickered with the frustration of a woman that was looking for a way out of a great idea that had turned into a bad dream."My name is Roger Morlen, and if you have a few minutes, I would like to talk business with you." This line he found, was the most appropriate for people that seemed to be on the last leg of a bad journey."I'm sorry Mr. Morlen, but what ever it is you are selling I don't think I am interested." Correct answer."Selling is not exactly what I do, Mrs..........". Once that happened, she went down on him. She took it in her fingers. She stroked it and then swallowed it, whole. Up and down she went on it…all the way down it went. She pulled out and held his cock up. Once she did that she went underneath him and Darlene looked at his balls. She liked them soooo much that she dared herself and stuck out her tongue. She licked them, several times, and even put her mouth against them so she could swallow them into her mouth. He liked that. Any girl who did. "I am a virgin" She shamefully replied."OK this we must take care of. Iran have been under immense pressure from the outside world and with the whole event televised we would spare the TV spectators outside Iran from the worst of your suffering" he said."I will now take you to the preparation room where we together would prepare you for the main event." He continued.Two guards did enter the cell and they took hold of each of her arms and literally carried down the hall to another dungeon.