Sliding my fingers gently between my pussy lips, pressing them hard against my clit. The more I think of your mouth and tongue the more excited I get....The music is loud so I don't hear you arrive home from work and come into the bathroom. In a world of my own so caught up pleasuring myself, I am totally oblivious to you standing in the doorway watching me. All I can feel is the tension building up between my thighs and know I am close to coming. My breasts are bobbing up and down in the spray. Muslim terrorists had come over the border from Guinea and seized a small town. It was feared that over thirty people had been killed. The British High Commission in Freetown had no news of any British casualties.That was scant relief to Moira. She did not know where in Sierra Leone David was. He might be in the next place to be attacked. It was all very well the High Commission saying that they had no news of British casualties. They probably had no news at all nor would David's headquarters. You already told me that..why don’t you put something there.” I also joined to cover it up and said “Bhabhi I have some gel in my bags, should I put it there” Brother also said “yeah abhi…put some gel on her…I think its there in that bag only.”Wow she changed to situation in our favor, she was an expert in lying now. I said “yeah bhayia, don’t worry I will put the gel on her legs now…I know where it is.” I looked at her and she smiled and winked at me. She was so naughty in nature, brother will. Aliveness had replaced my dead-li-ness, and I knew that consciousness usually followed the sound of the beeping machine.So...I relaxed and concentrated on noises other than that torturous beeping machine... ... and heard all about how I died..."America mourns again today, as news of the assassination of President John Gray ricocheted around the world. The President had just finished addressing Congress on the subject of national security, when he was attacked by, of all people, the Speaker of.