The orgasm that followed took over her existence, filling her with a bliss that wiped away everything else. The only reality she knew was Craig and th... unyielding cock inside her body. She clutched at him, at that reality, as the orgasm crested and warm fluid flooded from her pussy.The feel of Robin's body shaking with passion and the incredible sensation of her juices soaking his balls pushed Craig over the edge. Like her, his climax seemed to last forever. Load after load of cum blasted deep. I found out that Nimule had grown from a thousand to five thousand refugees in a matter of weeks at the height of the fighting in South Sudan. The lull in fighting had encouraged some to go home and the camp was now down to three thousand.Those three thousand were the weakest, unable to travel from starvation or sickness or they realized that the war was far from over and there was nothing to go back to.I found out that the South African well company that put in the well at Nimule had been. The memory of their conversation was disjointed. Perhaps they had never even met. But the memories were there nonetheless. It was this woman who had ordered the implants that had so changed India's personality. It was this dark-eyed woman who had left her at the mercy of the pale doctor at Macau colony. And despite the vagueness of her recollections, India felt connected to this woman. Almost like a sister.The "M" woman spoke of morality as a curse. It was a curse which India could feel the. "He began to explain to me."Really? At the Christmas party?" I groaned under my breath."What was that?" He asked."I said, sure thing, sir." I lied. He handed me some papers he had been clutching behind his back."Just photocopy 50 copies of these, mark them, and put them on my desk, hop to it lad." Right away, sir." I groaned, taking the papers."And don't worry about your pretty wife, I'll keep her company!" He winked at her, she blushed.I was grumbling madly to myself as I headed off to the.