More fingers entered.This was what she had seen in his eyes when he had been leaning against her shop entrance that first day. She had seen it in his ...yes, but had refused to recognize that look.She heard somebody groan as he pressed and rubbed the little fleshy nub at the top of her opening. She recognized the voice. She was reluctant to accept that it was hers. She could hear it shorten its breath. She could hear it panting and groaning as she turned her head slowly back and forth. She was. " I said."Yes drug dealers don't have ideals for which they are willing to commit suicide," he agreed. "What else?" If he goes with the car bomb, it will be some low level thug from here. He has to have limited assets from home?" Maybe a dozen men," the Admiral said."That's my guess to," I said."It's a little more than a guess for me, but do go on," he said."If he goes for a face to face kill, it would most likely be on of his own men," I said."Yes, I doubt he would trust anyone local to do. ”Monique rose, the purple latex of her costume making audible sucking noises as it separated from the leather cushions. She walked the distance to her still bound slave boy, his eyes pleading to be relieved of the cock gag and the plug lodged up his ass. She unhooked his bindings and the gag, pulling it from his mouth with a wet pop, saliva leaking all over him. Monique snapped her fingers and pointed at the ground, Jeff assuming the position on his hands and knees immediately, glad to be free. I was how I wanted to be - being fucked by Master.I orgasmed differently. I cried verbally my joy. "Yes, Master! Master! Maaaaaaster!"I was cumming. I felt such happiness. His cock continued to pump my pussy. It made me continue to feel good. Oh god! What was happening?My happy way rose again. I moaned loudly as a second orgasm hit. Such joy!His cock pumped faster and his breathing told me he was close. He thrust fast then held his cock deep. His cum exploded hard into my pussy. He grunted.