At her briefing before leaving London, her editor made it clear that she should be very careful whilst in the country, whilst appearing as fairly stab...e, the new dictatorship which overthrew the last government is reported to be not so squeaky clean as they would like the western world to think. She was given a travelling companion, Mark Burroughs, an international reporter, their brief was to arrive in the country and stay for a week, when asked the reason for travel they were to readily admit. She groaned protest, which went completely unheard since the gag was still in her mouth. There was nothing she could do except lay there as his incredible weight and cock pressed forward... no way to get away. Bucking upwards would just impale her further and harder, and she had no where else to go... his strong hands held her in place and he out weighed her by at least a hundred pounds.Gasping and panting, Kristen felt her asshole stretch... fortunately he seemed to understand the need to be. It was mainly down to us that we made the final that year .Anyhow, the best scoring chance that came up in the first final came in the very last minute of the game ; the other side had been packing our penalty area, trying to get a break and their half of the field was empty except for their goalie and their right back .All of a sudden one of our defenders intercepted a pass and cleared to Stan, the centre-half . We were in a fantastic position, because their dopey right back had got himself. Standing with her back to the closed door, Nick smiled. “Thank you for a lovely evening. I had a great time.”Amy smiled in return, “Me too. Would you like to come in?” She asked jokingly.Nick chuckled. “Sure, don’t mind if I do.”Taking off their jackets, Amy went to sit on the bed and Nick grabbed her chair. They gazed at each other for a few moments, both were silent. There was a kind of tension in the air that was inexplicable to them. They had done.