When she came to, she was lying on her back in the grass.Hands were stroking her body... small, soft, feminine hands. “One more,” a soft voice sai.... “This time it will be a Queen’s Crown.”Janet had never heard of a Queen’s Crown, but came up onto her knees as the woman pulled her forward. Again a man was lying face up on the ground. Janet straddled him and started to line his prick up with her cunt, but the woman stopped her and said, “Other hole.”The woman’s hands guided the man’s prick back. Interpol knew who the perps were, but there was no way that normal legal enforcers could get to them; therefore, the UN wanted us to punish the bombers. We told the Secretary that we would get back to him and returned home.This was something that we had been dreading. We knew that if we started down this slippery slope, we might slide into thinking of ourselves as saviors of the world. As such, we could start eliminating people without adequate safeguards. Dammit, this is not what I wanted when. ’ Once she thought she had Colin settled in and asleep again, Lydia got up to leave but suddenly Colin’s hand grasped her wrist and she drew up short to look at him. He had feigned sleep well, either that or he had been asleep but had roused at her slightest movement. Probably something he’d learned or been trained into during his time in the Tower. She sat again, patting his hand comfortingly. ‘I’m here, Colin.’ Curling up next to him upon the bed, she gazed into his eyes with a smile. ‘I. "Open your eyes and look at me." She did, reluctantly.His voice was softer, gentler. "I'm doing this because you want this as much as I do. You know that, Elise." He reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, lightly trailing his fingers down her cheek.Yes, she knew it. She knew.He set her back down on her knees and guided his cock to her mouth again. "Take a deep breath and then open, Elise." She did, her body shaking. He slid his cock in and for a moment, simply slid in and out of.