.."Nice try," I thought to myself grinning and pulling again--harder--on my right nipple before reaching for the left one as well. "Binky has nothing ...o do with why this nasty little cunt is so fucking hot or why she's still sleeping, either." I had been gently cupping my smooth, soft, pudgy cunt since I reached it, enjoying the way she felt to my touch when I found her like this. This morning there was just a tiny bit of fuzzies just around the edge of lips, getting softer and softer closer to. I looked down at the rising bulge and back at his eyes, then bit my lip."Ya know, Bryce said we could do it this time. Like we always wanted," Chris said. I knew what he was talking about. It was mainly his fantasy, but the drinks must really be making me think weird, because I agreed to it.I soon felt his hand slid under my dress, feeling my already dripping pussy."You forgot panties... AND you're already wet? Now I know what you did in that bathroom," he said. I giggled in agreement. I then. Then we were detained by the Spetsnaz as it appeared they were finally performing their duties. I commanded the subordinate who detained us, "I need to speak to your Captain post haste! The BTR 80 is firing on the Americans."He stirred as if his derriere was aflame while the taxi continued to the emergency room. I assisted the drugged and complacent Tatiana and upon our entry I stated, "This woman has some shrapnel wounds which need immediate attention."A typically recalcitrant receptionist. In no time we were lost in each other, she was using flavoured lip balm I guess. We were in no mood to leave. We were doing it for more than 5 minutes and then she pushed me hard and escaped. Both us were sat on the sofa, with utter silence. She was hiding her face with her palms. I broke the silence and said,” Are you ok?”. In a fraction of a second, she stood up, took her handbag and ran away from my cabin.Next two days were off days, neither I nor she made a single text message, I was.