I started to tease John by staring at him and rubbing my hand up and down the cue. But I was getting so worked up wanted to go past my usual prick tea...ing. In the next game my BF played just the other lad. I went to the bar for more drinks and when I came back I went to the toilet. As I cam out of cubicle there was John stood in the ladies. I was happy, excited and a little scared. I was just about to say what about my BF but before I got to that he lunged forward and kissed me. He put his. "It's so good. My finger feels so good on my pussy. My cunt is so hot, so wet, and it's all just for you. You wanna feel it don't you? You want that gorgeous cock of yours running up in this tight pussy don't you? I know I want to feel it. You hear that Baby? I want to feel that hard throbbing cock thrusting so deep in my pussy that I can't breathe. Stroke your cock for me. I want to see it. I want to see your hand moving slowly up and down that shaft while I fuck myself."He says nothing to my. He undercut me with the first three items of the day, siding with the Indian negotiators, thus ending up with at the original points with a loss of two hours and nothing to show. He started to get argumentative with me at the table with the next item. I called for a ten minute break to stretch.In the room that was reserved for us for coffee and private discussion and - I was willing to bet - was bugged, the State Department guy started again before I could even refresh my coffee.He was berating. These fuckers work as a unit. Shooting one of the smaller critters might well get a set of those gigantic horns shoved up my ass, but ... damn, I could sure use some of those hides come winter, not to mention something better than those evergreen boughs and leaves I'm using for a bed now. Hmmm, what the fuck was that black thing that was stalking them? It looked like some type of cat. That's all I fucking need, he grumped to himself as he continued to scan with his binoculars.The mountain,.