I went and fixed myself a plate then sat down across from Emma, who was eating and listening to her iPod, bobbing her head. She noticed me looking at ...er and raised a french manicured middle finger at me, effectively flipping me off.I rolled my eyes and kept eating. Why was she always such a bitch?The sound of footsteps bounding down the stairs caught my attention and I turned my head to see Henry walk into the kitchen. I perked up, about to say good morning and hoping for maybe some attention. She soon felt an unknown number of hands all over her ass. How could this be happening to her?Deb made no sound, and did not move a muscle. She thought if she acted like a complete dead-fuck, the men would be not bother her. She would not give them the pleasure of knowing her humiliation. She heard the sound of a coin drop into a bucket. “What will it be my tits or my ass”, she thought. She felt hands on her tits. Soon her bra was removed causing her tits to swing beneath her like two pendulums. “Hurry up, she can wake up” others warned.“You are right!” Oscar said, stood up, dropped his pants and leaned on me, pushed my skirt up, spreading my legs. My bottom was completely exposed.“Since she is sleeping, no need for foreplay” Oscar cheered, and shoved his cock in my love hole in one big push, “ohhhh, warm and tight, I should have fucked Emma earlier!”, and started ramming my pussy as hard as he can. After two minutes “aghh, she is so tight, warm and wet, I am cumming, arghhhh” he. “It’s this bad?” I said as she looked back at me. She smiled at me. She was wrinkled now. I looked at her hair, I found a solitary white strand. She patted her hair and curled the strand to the back.“You should visit my place this evening, I wouldn’t take no for an answer”I giggled, “Yes ma'am”She lived at the embassy“Yes sir, how can I help you?” The Arab security guard asked me“I’m here to meet Irene,” I said as I stepped back“Sir, you can’t meet a woman in the night in the kingdom, you need.