Then something else caught my attention. The liquid in the beakers, ALL of them, were starting to bubble, as if they were boiling over.Mrs. Robinson a...d Gabrielle, both, stopped still and were looking at the beakers in shock. Most of them hadn't been touched.Then I noticed that Gabrielle was sweating, her white skin flushed, a few locks of hair coming loose from her ponytail and falling over her cheeks to frame her face. She was panting, and then her attention moved away from the beakers and. I stood, hands on hips, took a deep breath, then whipped off my trunks and lay down to bathe in the occasional glow of the cloud assaulted sun.The lack of wind behind my shelter actually made it quite warm, and as I lay, relaxed and dosing, I dreamed of nubile naked ladies and my cock got a little firmer. I stroked it gently, but didn't want to go for an all out wank.I dosed."Do you mind if we sit here?" A male voiced asked, "Take advantage of your windbreak?"I opened my eyes and looked toward. Standing behind him in the classic flunky position was a younger, very worried looking man in a shabby uniform.Diana ignored him and concentrated on the officer. She could sense the presence of her guards behind her but ignored them as well.Yazeed spoke briefly. The younger man standing behind him translated, "You are in the custody of the security service. You are not a prisoner of war but a criminal guilty of crimes against the state of Iraq and will be treated accordingly. Your only hope for. She just laid there waiting as Eliot took off his clothes and then joined her on the bed. As soon as he discarded his clothes, he climbed on Allison hot body and rammed his hard cock into her wet pussy. In no time, the sounds of Eliot fucking Allison permeated the other room. The men heard her grunts and groans and could hear Allison whimpering as she was being brutally fucked by Eliot.What John hated the most, was that he was enjoying listening to another man viciously fucking his beautiful.