The feel of my teeth and tongue on her was driving her wild; She had never been this aroused. I noticed that her struggles gradually slacked off. " Wh...t's this, Pham?" I asked, lifting my head. Her breast was slick with my saliva. " Not really putting up much of a fight, are we?" I skimmed a hand down, from her tits to her thighs, and then start sliding it up underneath her skirt. " I knew you wanted to be here." No!" She protested, but it was too late. Her struggles only threw her legs open. She was such a cluster of mixed emotions she could not seem to get control of any of her emotions. Ashley had always considered herself a strong 'type one' personality. She was always quick to take charge of a situation and did not submit to anyone. Yet, she just had. She had let a man she barely knew tie her up, whip her with a riding crop and then fuck the shit out of her. What made it worse was she enjoyed it. That was by far the strongest orgasm she had ever had and she would be willing to. ’ He met her stare. Although its very tempting.’ He added, taking a sip of his coffee. She felt a perplexing, conflicting mixture of emotions. Of course she wanted to go home, the mere thought of her parents and how worried they must be filled her with an anguished dread. But now? Today? She wasn’t ready for this to come to an end, to never see him again. But perhaps it was better sooner rather than later. Before she really fell for him. Jason interrupted the torrent of emotions and thoughts. I was rested, warmed up and had a goal in mind. My first stop would be an embassy. I was going to notify my Mom that I was still alive and coming to her. I packed the left over meat and a bottle of water in the sling bag that the man had left for me. I wished he was still around so I could thank him for all the things he did for me.Thought the winds were still powerful, I managed easily to reach altitude and speed. The weather had cleared so I was able to make good speed now. Soon I was.