He boasted about your team last month after you had just returned that Italian reporter. Problem was, he blabbed in a room full of our Iraqi allies. T...e kid should abstain from booze." Bugger! Why didn't anybody put a gag in his trap?" Afraid they were all merry and in high spirits, were our diplomats. All but our allies, of course. They, being good Muslims, do not indulge in alcohol." Oh fuck! If they put two and two together, they'll know it was us who busted Hashemin's gang."Ali Hashemin had. From his seat on the horse he could look directly across at the woman on the cross. She was struggling to hold herself upright, her legs nearly straight. The pain of it was evident in the way her arms and leg muscles stood out starkly, bunched and quivering. She would be raked with cramps by now, in addition to her other agonies. Her mouth gaped open, as if she were unaware of the flies crawling round it.As he swung out of the saddle he saw her begin to fall – and heard her too, for she wailed. As soon as she put her fingers over her piss hole I took the glass and set it on the table and was right back with my mouth at her pussy. She moved her fingers and used her hands on her pussy lips to help direct the piss to my mouth first. I drank quite a bite then got a mouth full and when I closed my mouth she continued to piss in my face for a short while, she down my body and I leaned back as she soaked my cock. When she stopped she dropped back to her knees and put her lips to mine to. "Tense your muscles to force it all out," Mrs. Gracely coaxed her.The boy continued lapping as gobs of his spunk came from inside her. When she was clean, the pair returned to their seats. Moisture surround Lance's mouth. Mrs. Gracely looked at Gwen, who was still reeling from the prospect of a man pushing himself into her."You aren't ready for what Amanda did, darling, but you are ready for your first lesson. Lie here on your back."Gwen had quickly become quite comfortable rubbing herself in.