Christina had gone in the kitchen to brew more coffee. Above her the large clock ticked maddeningly, making her want to scream. But no, she had to kee... her composure. What would Christina think if she knew what her cousin was thinking? Oh God! What would Christina think if she were to know what had already happened? That awful session with the dog, her embrace of the stallion, and then that wild barn fuck with Brad!Barbara closed her eyes, rubbing her fingertips against her burning forehead.. I felt my core begin to quiver and quake as my climax overtook me. “Oh god…oh…oh…I am cumming; you are making me cum so hard.”Stephen continued to thrust his hips up, banging into me with all his youthful might as I started my second series of orgasmic waves. I was in ecstasy riding my young lover.Then, without warning, Stephen flipped me over on my back without disengaging from me. It was an impressive move that would have made any Olympic wrestler, or any gymnast, proud. Without ever leaving. I couldn't believe it, I had hoped, as I said, the other day was just a one off, but apparently not, and now she was doing it again!And I watched helplessly as my blonde haired, short, pale looking girlfriend, eagerly tugged on those old cocks, and sucked them, until they were ready, and moved away to join the others.Then over the next few minutes I was split between watching the two young girls sucking and jerking cocks, and my girlfriend just off camera, doing the same.But my attention was. There were ongoing negotiations with five OPEC producers to supply bulk oil terminal security and escort tankers into and out of the Strait of Hormuz. Kuwait, Saudi Arabia, Dubai, United Arab Emirates and Qatar were the five.The negotiations started at the height of the pirate attacks on tankers and merchant ships kidnapping the cargo and the crews two years ago. Those attacks were still going on occasionally and because of other world events, were not making the headlines any more.They had.