I was sweating heavily and drooling all over his balls."DEEPER!"......"Take it BOY" he kept grunting.I was trying not to cry as he fucked my face. My...throat was on fire, and my lungs were desperately gasping for air. Every few minutes he held my face tight against his crotch, watching my body convulse as I choked on his cock. He was really enjoying this because he knew how afraid I was of him by now. He had total control over me, my mind, my body, my air, and my terror. He watched me. The rifles meant that men needed to fight men. The advisers just repeated the same advice over and over — kill the terrorists without remorse. Across Europe, men found they were fighting radical men, women, and children in brutal combat. Psychologically, the European soldiers were not prepared for that kind of engagement.After three months of half measures, the leadership accepted the facts about the enemy they faced. This was an enemy that fought without rules. It was a trained army that. What do you want me to do?" Roll up onto your knees, put your shoulders down low, and bury your head in that pillow so that you don't scream out." Don't worry, I won't scream."I rolled up behind her and pushed my cock into her wet pussy, just to take advantage of her natural lubricant. Even that handful of strokes made her begin to moan. Reluctantly I pulled my cock out of her cunt and held it tightly against her rosebud. It really was an erotic sight. Her butt standing up with its cheeks. He felt weak in his knees. He sat down on the sofa again. Rita then left his dick and sat down on the floor in front of him. She held his dick again but tenderly this time. She touched it with her lips. And then swallowed it all. Rohit felt like heaven. It was his turn to moan. He held Lisa’s shoulder and dug his fingers in her flesh. Rita started moving her head up and down. And Rohit went mad.Rohit: oh madam. this feels soooooooo nice. Please don’t stop. Pleaseeeeeee.Rita: shhhh. Don’t.