At 6 in the afternoon I suggested we take a drink before dinner and Jess thought it was a nice idea. just like the last time I mixed two sleeping pil...s in her drink and at half past six she was completely passed out laying naked on her bed. I had also pushed the inflatable butt plug up her ass and pumped it up as much as I dared. I had some dinner and watched TV while waiting for the guys to arrive. They were early and a quarter to ten all five of them had arrived. None of us wanted to. I was not totally naked in front of my grandpa, and he just stood there for a few minutes, taking in my small nude form. His leaned over to brush one hand down my flat little tummy, and then over the puffy bald mound at the juncture of my thighs. He pushed my legs apart, and then moved up onto the bed, placing his head between my legs, kissing my pink slit in much the same way he had kissed my mouth: licking, kissing, nibbling, sucking. He tucked both of his arms under my little thighs, his. She surmised."Just keep moving forward," Jonathan whispered in her ear, the passport check in getting closer and closer.To the right of them a door opened and a big African man in camouflage uniform appeared. He had guards and what looked like an airport official next to him; and as he stood arms folded Zoë and Jon turned their heads and looked to the ground.The man looked up and down the queue. These fucking westerners running like rats. So typical! His orders had been to seize the airport. No. Advertising herself as a slut to be used, to be fucked. As she sucked my stiff cock, several men stood wanking and watching. A braver guy then joined us on the bed. He was just wearing his boxers and politely he asked Dianne if he could touch.“Oh yes” she said with a cheeky smile. Soon his hands were exploring her thighs and touching her pussy lips, his fingers slowly finding their way inside her. Her body quivered as he touched her sex and I gave her a smile of affirmation. With that she.