Shecould hear helicopters, overhead, behind them to the east. “Hold steady,” camethe commander’s voice from behind. Pavlo had reached theend o... the street. He paused, back to the wall, checking his weapon. ThenYelena saw him poke his head round the corner. Almost immediately, he wastearing back towards them. Not good, she thought, not good. Without orders,they left their positions and moved out cautiously to meet him. “Get back!” heshouted. Behind him, at the far end of the street, Yelena. It dripped from between her legs, a mixture of man and woman’s. She had been used over and over. She did not believe her own body’s reaction to this forced assault. Anna had liked it. No, she had loved it! Already she wanted more, remembering the joy of orgasm. Yesterday she had been a virgin, today she was the biggest slut. The door opened and closed. She looked over, expecting to see Number Three. Instead, she saw her Captor. ‘Well, my little slut. After seeing your performance, Number. It slidup to the knuckle with a loud squishing sound. “Damn,Marisa, your pussy is like a furnace.” She had the barefingers of a black man in her pussy and a a bare blackhand squeezing her breast. It was too much for Marisa.She gasped and came all over his finger.He pulled it back, but immediately replaced it with twofingers. He started finger fucking her. Her orgasm hadbeen the first in months. Marisa’s mouth opened wide asshe moaned in absolute pleasure. His finger. Idecided to tell her my plan, originally I thought I would surprise herbut I didn't want her to leave on a sour note. I did however warn herthat she would have to let me be flexible with timings and she was onlytoo happy to agree to that.Anyway the net result was that the very next morning she set off in ahappier mood, on the first leg of her journey to several locations inSub-Sahara Africa. After that she would go to the southern part of thatcontinent then India, Bangladesh, and South.