"In the booth at Denny's I got the story about the cellophane packets that I had found in her purse."They weren't mine. I was at a club with my girlfr...end Gloria and the guy she was dating at the time. I was out on the dance floor so I didn't see it, but apparently Gary, the guy she was dating, saw a couple of guys come in that he knew were on the narcotics squad. The problem was that they also knew him. Before they saw him he gave Gloria what he was carrying and she put it in her purse,. "I was confused, "What the hell is this guy talking about?"The man continued,"The women in this town need you, all of Europe needs you. Unlike the white man's organ, the Muslim organ is strong, and fertile. White men are weak, and impotent." Use their wombs to convert them to Islam. Through their fertile wombs you will take their Christian souls. You must fill their wombs with Islamic seed."I raised my camera and zoomed in closely on his face, their was not an ounce of humor in his expression.. ” Mark began to finger fuck me again this time pushing three or four fingers into my soaking pussy. I let out a soft moan. This time my eyes were closed and my breathing was more laboured. Unknown to me, Tom had sneaked back from the toilet and had witnessed Mark kissing and fondling me, then had made a noise with his feet so that we could hear him returning. I think he suspected a bit more had happened in the shower s. Mark was giving my pussy a good seeing to when Tom decided to join. "Is that so?" I laughed and before she knew what happened I tossed her over my shoulder and carted her down the garden. She screamed and yelled and thumped my back but I didn't expect anyone to hear or notice. Coming to a patch of tall, damp grass I rolled her off my shoulder into it. "That's my sort of court order," I grinned and was immediately sorry for what I'd done, realising that she must have been pretty desperate to have spent the night in a deserted house with no heating or bedding..