We both sat on the bed as I packed my glass pipe. We passed the pipe back and forth a few times, and laughed it up like usual. After we finished, I re...ched across to put my tray back. I felt Renee’s hand brush my cock, and I felt a rush throughout my body. “We’ve never really been alone together,” she said, stating the obvious. I sat back down and she leaned in to kiss me. I kissed her back, and soon we were all over each other. Renee soon had my shorts off and was sucking my cock as I pulled. When he was finished, spurting semen deep inside me in several thrusting fountains, he ripped off my gag and released my hands, and I just sank to the floor of the cell in sobs of pain as we slipped outside the door. I looked around, as he left, to see that, once again, Bobby Joe and Maurice had observed my ordeal.For two days after that, I received no visitors. But I also was left alone in my cell, with my meals deliver in a slot at the bottom of the door.Then on the next night, the door. So when she started to snigger on the plane, I had to know what was going through her dirty little mind."you know we've got 200 extra cigarettes over our duty free allowance? Well when we get to the hotel, do you fancy playing the naughty customs officer and the international smuggler?" she smirked."Could be fun, but we forgot to pack the latex gloves," I grinned.It took me and my dirty little slut a few days to acclimatize to the Tunisian heat, but once we got stuck into the Duty Free Vodka,. To my surprise, it pointed at me and gave me a nudge followed by what looked like a wink with the eyestalk nearest me. Kira shook her head, kissed me on the cheek and said something in reply. The thing sighed and reached over to pinch my right cheek before turning and waddling off towards the exit whistling to itself.I turned and looked at Kira who was biting her lip trying not to laugh. "I thought you said nothing could see us!"Kira sat back, yawned and stretched erotically on my lap. "Well,".