He was brought to the room, a converted barracks, and before three men seated behind desks. He understood the routine already. Word had already gone a...ound among the 'detainees.'The first man was a military officer, a full colonel in the French army. The second was a uniformed officer in the French State Police. The third wore civilian dress, claimed he was from the Immigration Service, but the detainees were certain he was from French Military Intelligence.The Policeman did the talking, the. Rub her nipples between your fingers. Yeah, just like that. See how she likes it?"Jen couldn't believe she was letting Carlos grope her this way. The grass and wine were definitely having their effect on her. But it felt so good! She leaned back against Mike, and looked up at him. She wanted him to kiss her. Reading his fiancée's mind, Mike lowered his face and kissed her. The couple French kissed while Carlos fondled Jen's tits and sucked her nipples.Mike reached down and pulled Jen's skirt up. I’m sure they never did because both are very conservative especially when it comes to sexual things. I have begged and asked for pictures for years but never got anywhere. I did learn that Heather wore a 34D bra and she didn’t shave her bikini area. One day I was home alone, Jenny was working and Heather sent me an IM: “Hey there.” “Hi, how’s it going?” “Great and you?” “I’m well. What are you up to?” “I just took some pictures.” “Cool, of what?” “Well, they are for Jim.” “Oh really, and why. His prick was fecking me mercilessly but I needed even more, almost yelling my lust until I remembered Mum below. I choked back the scream as he pulled my head back, forcing himself deeper into me. For the first time, I felt a massive orgasm consuming me. He could surely feel my pussy gripping him inside of me. I was panting and sweating now as his member probed me over and over, slapping my arse then grasping my flesh to pound me mercilessly. I came again, more than once, whimpering with.