The third day after the funeral the full bootleg clip of the fight and his death started going through Iran like wildfire. The official version was qu...ckly muddied about the way in which he died.There was anger from Iranians in all directions. They were angry at the Mullah’s that had built up their General’s last fight into something that it was not. Then they were mad that someone from the United States was involved. Then they were really pissed that it was just one woman who had killed him.. I soon found out. Susette knelt by my head and feed me her cock while Brenda suck expertly on mine. It didn't take long before my cock was throbbing and ready to shoot. Moaning from lustful pleasure I called out around Susette's cock 'I'm gonna come'. Susette dived next to Brenda and they both milked my cock of it's substance. I thought that it was over but it wasn't, Susette continued to suck my cock till I was withering and begging her to stop. Brenda knelt beside my head and stuck her cock. He was stiff and quiet for the rest of the night, and didn't even hint at sex, though they always had a wild night before she had to leave for a few days. His send-off as she left for the airport was brief, awkward, and a far cry from how he usually tried to kiss her and touch her at every available opportunity before a business trip. Saving it up for when she was gone, was how he described it.He'd only called her once during the trip, and always had an excuse for why he couldn't talk long. Acouple of months after my great change, Brit and I decided to set upseparate bedrooms. I moved into my former Man Cave, which was redundantnow since I wasn't a man any longer. I was in the habit of bringing guyshome, which was fine with Brit, and she liked to sample the goods a lotof the time, but sometimes she just wanted to sleep, and I couldn't blameher, especially when she had the morning shift at the shack. We stillspent most nights together, but this gave us each a degree of privacy.I.