"Ahhh-hh", she moaned, leaning against the mirror. "That's it", shesaid, her hips moving in rhythm to my hand. I bent forward and took oneof her nippl...s into my mouth, latching on like baby just learning tosuck. It felt wonderful, feeling her hard, rubbery nub against my tongueas it swirled over it. Her moaning increased. My fingers moved now inperfect circular motions over her distended clit, occasionally movinglower to scoop up some of her wetness. The small room was completelyscented by both. The broth was hot, rich, and spicy, and Beth consumed it greedily. She didn’t know as she ate that the broth contained a powerful blend of narcotics, pain killers, and aphrodisiacs harvested from a special garden of medicinal plants and lovingly simmered in a broth of wild game. They watched closely as she finished the bowl and began to shake with a violent orgasm, moaning and leaking from her pussy. They laughed and applauded as Beth begged them to strip her and whip her and fuck her. Riff. I took some water and sprinkled it on her mouth and after few minutes Bilkis came to her consciousness. I told her sorry for the incident, she didn’t talk to me and got up and walked out from the room. I washed the blood from the floor and then went to enquire Bilkis, she was lying on her bed but she became normal. I asked her about the pain but she didn’t talk to me. I searched the first aid box and gave her double doze pain killer and a glass of water, she took the tablets.In the next day. Even when living at various embassies, Shelby had come to realize that her father wasn’t like the other embassy parents. Moving to Brownfield Mills had reinforced that. Most of Shelby’s classmates had seemed at least vaguely embarrassed by their parents. She definitely didn’t think they went home to a daily lesson in geopolitics over dinner. She was also reasonably certain she was the only girl in her class whose father had taught her how to field strip, clean and fire a Sig Sauer P226, spot.