As I stood up, the women giggled and soon their hands were all over my cock and balls, and also the inside of my thighs. My arms were still secured b...hind my back, and my legs were wide spread. With this many women working on me at the same time, in a few minutes I was squirting my cum all over them. Nancy ran into the bathroom and got a wet cloth to clean me up. Then they released my arms and released my ankles from the spreaderbar. I was so tired from being on the island and now this. An old saying of my grandfather’s was repeating in the back of my mind, “Your anger is your enemy’s best weapon.” That was not his only advice on handling enemies. He had grown up in the land which originated another well-known phrase, “Revenge is a dish best served cold.” People think Italians are hot-blooded. They are with their friends, but with their enemies, they are as cold as ice.My body was almost shaking with anger, but I wasn’t about to do anything rash. Besides, I needed more. My cock was rock hard and she was grinding her jean clad pussy into my cock. She moaned loudly as I sucked her tits like a hungry baby. As I worked between her right and left tit, I began to unbutton her jeans, my hands deftly found the zipper and pulled it down. She was wearing black panties and a black bra. We stopped and she stepped out of her jeans, then immediately went to my cargo shorts and unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my pants, unzipped me and as she pulled my shorts and underwear. She phoned me after work on the Tuesday, and asked if I would be the host with her when she entertained three French couples at her father's old mansion on the next Saturday. They were three Officers from the Deuxieme Bureau – the French Military Intellegence equivalent to our NCIS. I, of course, agreed. She gave me authority to spend out on expenses for a new Armani suit with a new striped shirt and matching silk tie, which I did.On Saturday, I arrived early and Jenny and I discussed the.