There were some clothes available inside the embassy, but most of the selection was of military style. Those items, together with the stuff the embass... people purchased for us, gave us enough clothes and supplies to get back home. Despite all the things that had happened and even if all the memories weren’t so good, the women demanded that they wanted to get all the clothes they had been wearing back home. I guess they packed mine, too.When the girls got their fatigues the amount of giggling. Her orgasm was in full force when I erupted my own jism deep in her womb. My grunt of pleasure echoed in the metal container as did her moans of satisfaction coming loudly from her mouth. I stood behind her for only a moment enjoying the fulfillment, then pulled my shaft from her canal allowing her to stand. She turned to face me with a smile of satisfaction only seconded by my own. I raised my hands to her breasts and fondled them as I leaned to her and kissed her fully on. The 1st guy went around to the cab and began talking and texting. I thought it might have been something to do with a trip report, until I saw three guys come out of the building and walk right to the back of the truck. They stood there awhile watching then got up inside the box. Two were black and one was white. As I saw two more walk out of the building and head straight for that truck, I got out of the car and headed that way too. With the new crowd, I couldn't see from were I was.As I got. Then a voice saying “Up a bit push her this way” her open legs were being guided on to an erect cock. She became convinced it was a dream in which she was being gang raped. Strangely this idea made her relax a little and she heard a voice say “She’s enjoying it she has a big grin on her face”. “I’m next I’m next” could be heard as the sea of arms moved her from cock to cock. She decided it was a beautiful dream and she was going to enjoy it. “Turn the fucker over” she could hear someone say;.