Sensing my amazement, all the ladies laughed and asked me to calm down. The following conversation followed.Sara: Relax sweetheart, you don’t have t... get so awkward.Me: Sorry Ma’am. It was just that I didn’t expect that.Sara (laughs): That’s understandable. Have you ever tried belly dancing?Me: No ma’am, never got a chance.Sara: Have you ever seen someone doing it?Me: Yes.Sara: What do you feel about it?Me: It’s cool how someone can produce art by just standing at a place and moving the torso. My pussy remained wet the whole day, a new squirt of juice sliding between my nether lips with every rub of my nipples, with every pain filled jiggle of my boobs.All through the day, at my request, Richard kept the crop or the ruler handy. At random times he would use it on my buttocks or breasts. Since I wore a short bouncy cotton skirt and blouse, the strokes would not be as cruel as they would have, had I been nude, still they stung quite a bit. Sometimes I could not help but to try to. She was frantic; she moaned loudly, her body moved in all directions, but mostly up and down. Every muscle, every part of her hollered at me 'I want to get fucked, I want to get fucked NOW'. As her moans changed to shrieks, her feet started to drum on my back. Then her climax hit her with full force, shaking her, contorting her. After her last cry and her last wild spasm she gulped for air and collapsed. Soon she stiffened again and I could feel her pussy pulsing as she had several more small. ‘‘Good afternoon Secretary Santos, I’m glad you could make this meeting. I asked for this meeting to announce that there will be twenty four hour suspension in the heavy bombing campaign against Iranian military and Iranian government installations starting at midnight tonight. ‘‘‘‘During the lull the pamphlets will be dropped advising the Iranian people and the government to unconditionally surrender and the process for Iranian soldiers to surrender to American troops.’’‘‘If at the end of.