The other two camps in Pakistan were handled the same way as the first one. The exception was that I begged off on the sex orgy, claiming that I just ...idn't feel up to it. I took a lot of kidding over that, but I was stubborn enough to stick to my decision. Instead, I only fucked two of the women each night.For no good reason, we jumped to Saudi Arabia for our next strike. We bullshitted about our plans as we flew, and it dawned on us that we were still going about this whole thing the wrong. “Oh yes,” escaped my lips.I sat up with a start, confused and disoriented. It was dark and there was no movement in the room. I looked over at my husband, laying on his side, his back to me and still snoring. My hands went up to my tube top and it was still in place.‘Was that a dream?’ I thought as my mind raced.I’d never had a dream that felt so real. My nipples still hard from the sensation I must have dreamt about. I flopped back down on the pillow and thought to myself with a sigh,. " She was riding me so hard that my cock was straining not to erupt. The living room had gone silent, and I was trying to control Sara, which was futile. I began to moan, realizing how close I was getting. She gave me an open mouthed smile as her own cock popped and she shot all over herself, and then she JUST BARELY pulled herself off of me and, pushing her breasts together, took my juice all over those big boobs. I flopped on the bed like a fish. as she demurely cleaned herself off with my. ” His hand slid to her hip, his fingers just toying with the skin just underneath the edge of the miniscule garment. She slid her fingers underneath the edge and with a wiggle and a kick, she was naked in his arms. She pulled at the waistband of his jeans again. “Now.” Breathlessly, she kissed him. He worked the buttons loose, undoing the zipper, sliding the pants down. He was bare underneath, and he made hot noises into her neck as she curled her fingers around his manhood. He pushed her.