The woman was her height, had a slightly masculine face and short haircut with small twisting curls. “Grace, meet Mike dos Silva and his wife Celia....They’re people I shoot material for every now and then.”As Grace shook their hands an alarm went off within her brain. She knew what kind of material Irene referred to and that these people might have seen her on the website or in a magazine (Grace-9). Her worst fears came true when she shook Celia’s hand. “Hi Grace, nice to finally meet you. I’ve. As the months went by it still had nothing, then an ex-pat showed up, did a deal. Our little corner of hell was the secure area on a secure base, suddenly we had something, two shipping containers, one was a store and had chillers, a single worker, it was part food kiosk part shop. The ex-pat showed up once a week with supplied, the worker stayed, wasn’t allowed out, that was the deal.Finally we had paradise in hell, that’s what the worker painted above the serving hatch. “Paradise” with a. The husband was enjoying the attention I was giving his balls so much that he was moaning and telling me suck his balls (no way I'am not gay) so I just pulled harder playing with his balls This wife thought this was pretty hot and started talking dirty telling husband to fuck her harder while I increased his ball play.Things were getting really hot now and husband and wife were both getting very vocal.The husband was getting closer and closer and when the husbands balls tensed up I knew he was. That took me over the edge, I walked over and held her bent over, Pam said you can’t do this here. Mike is going to wake, up at this point I didn’t care, and ran my hand under her skirt this time pulling off her panties and started fingering her hard.Pam tensed at first, but was still dripping wet from earlier, after about thirty seconds she started loosening up and began moaning , “saying that’s it finger my hot wet pussy baby”. Grabbing her hair and pulled her up, I took her to the other side.