New rules and protocol were going to be explained and there was training for them. Every ambassador and director was in town. Even I was to be in atte...dance for the morning and afternoon meetings.We practiced the various dances for two hours. At the end I was sore but relieved. I could handle Saturday night without a problem.Our dancing partners were leaving next week; they were part of the two teams leaving for Africa.The Friday morning commute was quiet. Things at Section 12 were not. Iran. At the base of the tree is a dwelling that looks like a traditional NorthAmerican native teepee, and it would have looked quite natural on theNorth American plains.What steps out of the teepee would not have looked as natural.It was a coyote.In fact it was the Coyote - trickster god to many native American tribes,who was stuck at the center of the multiverse thanks to an encounter witha certain Asgardian.Coyote sniffed the air, and frowned.Most of the time, Coyte grumbled to himself about how. It was pure, unadulterated lust and as her hand began to slide up and down on my cock I felt my own lust swelling to impossible proportions."Oh Jesus Amanda," I groaned as a wave of pleasure washed over me "if you don't stop that I won't be responsible for my actions."At that very moment the phone rang, reluctantly Amanda released my cock as I jumped up to answer the insistent peal of the phone. It was Greta, no doubt her mother had got her to ring just to check up on me and as I spoke to my. We said goodbye and headed back home. All the way in the car when Bella was sleeping on the passenger seat I was thinking we have to repeat something like this again. Although I knew it will never be the same as first time and that just watching pussies you can’t fuck only drives you crazy.***Then days passed. A time came when both of us, Bella and I, were exceptional busy at work and we just couldn’t find time for sauna evenings or we kind of forgot about it. One night when we were lying on.