The old grandmother behind the desk gave me the slip of paper with just a number to call back and no written message at all. It was SOP for unsecured ...ommunications. We had both ditched our cell phones before crossing the border and I did not want to use the phone in the hotel safe house. I walked a short distance to the newly-opened internet café and ordered an espresso to sip while I slipped in some coins to the local call free phone in the hallway."Pronto!" This is Harry returning the call. “Oh!” Jamilah’s eyes widened when she saw the impressive load. She almost wanted to stop for a second to just admire it.Outside the window, Fadi jaw dropped a bit when he saw the thick stream of cum. That single stream was probably more than twice the amount of cum that Fadi would come during his entire climax.“Mmm!” Jamilah leaned her head down and wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft of his black cock. She loved the feel of it. It was so hard and throbbing. Holding it she quickly leaned. She screamed, in either; twistedtorment, or electric passion at every one of the man's thrusts. Thecheers from all the other men continued to grow louder. And as before shewas transfixed and entranced by her own image. Her eyes would stare ather bouncing tits at every thrust, or watch her own "Oh" mouth from everypassion filled cry. And so the night continued like this for nearly three hours as she suckedor fucked nearly thirty-five loud and eager men. When she was all done,and no more of the. No names were exchanged and no permission sought.Eventually after what must have been an hour or so the last stranger zipped his cock back into his trousers and without saying a word disappeared into the night.In the sudden quietness this left me staring down at the naked ruined sight of my girlfriend. In the cool night air her body was soaking wet and steaming. Some was clearly cum whilst some was sweat. Lots of both.She was lying on her back on the bare ground with her legs still sluttily.