I knew he wouldn’t last much longer, but I did need some fucking. I did the work at first, easing up and down, relaxing more and more as his cock fi...led my eager ass. When I said “Now you need to fuck me”, we rolled over and his body weight was heavy against me. He was still very very drunk. But his thrusts were good, not just pounding, some exploration and variety. He knew how to fuck. But the wave of orgasm began to build in him, so I pulled his face down to mine and we kissed. Our faces. "No," replied Bin Laden. "But I am a sheik." "A sheik is head of a tribe or region?" asked Samantha."That is correct, your honor." Yet your father is the sheik that you claim to be," said Samantha."I also claim the title of sheik as head of al-Qa'eda." What legal government formed al-Qa'eda?" asked Samantha."I did, your honor." But you just said you are not head of government or head of state." Noted the Ovid Judge. "Were you part of a government at the time?" No, your honor," bin Laden. She was wearing a pair of black platform stiletto heels that gave her barely five five frame the illusion of height. The illusion was helped by a pair of black vertically striped stockings that vanished into her sheer black silk dress. Instead of buttons there were loops and knots of a distinctly Asian style straining slightly to hold the woman's impressive cleavage in place. Despite her stunning body Damian was staring at her cherubic face. Slightly rounded with beautiful defined cheek bones,. I continued to listen as I teased my swollen clit with my fingers until the moaning stopped.I overheard the woman tell him how much she wanted to stay, but that she had to get back to her husband and they were flying home tomorrow. I was shocked that she was cheating on her husband here at the hotel. I listened closely until I heard their door close. I ran to my door and looked out the peephole to see her walk past my door with a satisfied grin on her face.There was silence between our two.