He found her mouth and kissed her, his tongue again probing for hers. She kissed him back, loving the taste of herself on his lips. He moved his hands...up to her tits, her hard nipples straining against the thin material, eager for his touch. He played with them, roughly kissing and biting them through her dress. Leaving trails of saliva and pussy juices, his mouth moved up to her neck and kissed and nibbled, his stubble grazing her soft flesh. Every inch of her was on fire and with every kiss,. It was raw and it was powerful. I wanted his cock and his cum and nothing more but I wanted it bad.My cock was hard. It was so hard it hurt and I ached to touch it, to stroke it and to make it shoot cum. I needed relief but none was forthcoming. I knelt silently on the floor watching my wife stroke his big cock and waited for their next command.The door opened and Sandy walked in with two well built young men and one slender effeminate man in tow. She was carrying a black gym bag as she walked. Then her determination that her daughters would remember this night the rest of their lives solidified and she gently sucked the quivering breast into her mouth.Susan was drifting in a sea of bliss. Every nerve in her young body seemed to vibrate at the smallest touch on her skin and the chaotic turmoil of her body seemed to float on a contented cloud of peace. Susan's mind and body had been buffeted all evening by erotic sensations, excitement, fear, and shame. Those feelings had battled in. With her eyes wide she said, "Paula, make it 'Karla.' Please?" All I can say, Karla, is that the people have no idea of what they're really getting. You are the finest thing that could possibly happen to a nation. And it's pretty obvious that Her Brittanic Majesty agrees with me." I certainly do," Elizabeth said. "And I hope I made that clear earlier."Paula continued with her response. "But to your question, darling Karla, the response is what you might expect. The few people in the ministries.