The only moments which might have been regarded as a test came in the first minute when the Ambassador switched to Arabic to ask, ~Where did you learn...to speak the language?~~My parents were in the Diplomatic Service, and made sure I learned a number of languages, sir, he replied.~When you first come into contact with the locals, do not let them know that you understand their language. They will assume that you don't understand it, and you may glean some useful information before they find out,. As she was undressing she asked if I knew what kind of woman she is. I said she was a great woman and thanked her for her generosity. When she finished getting out of her clothes she said for me to look at her. As she turned around I saw a huge surprise and I mean huge. She was very well hung for a woman. At least 10 inches and 3 round. I almost hit the floor. I had heard about transgenders but to that point I had never met one, or so I thought. She said if I didn't want her to join me it was. Finally, I decided to just treat Philipp like the whore he was and jammed all five fingers down to my knuckles into his ass hole. I kept it up and began fisting his asshole as hard as I could. He screamed out but I knew nobody would come to help him. This was such a hot sight, watching my hand stretch out his asshole as he rocked back and forth in time to my fisting. With my free hand I again began jerking his cock, getting the softened fuck stick back to hardness within a minute. With my hand. Breathing a little more deeply now than when she started, the Green Man blinked as his young Queen froze, then winced as she began smiling around a mouthful of tender flesh. "Teeth, girl." Thankfully she backed away from his tender equipment, but she grinned widely, biting her lip as she reached between her legs with one hand and began stroking her own damp femininity.Victoire stood slowly, running her tongue from the base to the tip of the Green Man's quasi-hard erection as she did so, before.