My d*d would usually be watching TV and my m*m would be doing stuff in the kitchen. My s*****r might be out with friends shopping or whatever they did... or maybe spending time with a boyfriend if she happened to be going out with anyone. Like a lot of teenagers I spent a lot of time in my bedroom; doing homework, or at least pretending to, listening to music, reading, playing the guitar (badly) and wanking (a lot). This particular Saturday was much like any other - it was late spring and I was. Mining was only allowed from sunrise to sunset and every diamond had to be “logged and locked” before a miner could go home. Generally, the bailiff had a logbook at the river from noon to sunset, resting in the shade of a tree or a pavilion. Like everyone else, he was only allowed to mine the diamonds one day a week, and the captain of the garrison took over the bailiff’s position on his mining day as well as his day off.Anybody caught hiding even one tiny diamond, caught mining a second day. "Didn't you say before that there has been a big migration of Muslims out of England and into Scotland?" asked Eric. "Maybe some of the people who have come north have been on MI5's radar?" It's possible I suppose," agreed Donnie. "I still don't like the fact that he's targeting me again. If he has me under observation then he knows I'm here at Ardbrecknish. That puts everyone else at risk too."Once again he was caught in a dilemma. He knew that the First Minister would be unhappy about MI5. Arching her back, she squirmed as I slid my tongue inside, her juices seeping out into my mouth. I continued to lick her, absolutely devouring her pussy. Some of her juices even dribbled down. I was totally into getting Nasreen off and her moans of pleasure told me she knew it.When I sucked her engorged clit between my lips and stroked it with my tongue, she lost it. Her orgasm made her pussy spasm with ecstasy, and her bucking body was making the rock up and down.After her orgasm subsided, I.