I rubbed her leg to her knee, then went a little higher. Melissa placed her hand on mine and said “No, No.”I went back to rubbing her lower leg, ...hen lifted her leg and began to kiss her injured spot. By now Melissa was breathing heavy, and I kissed her calf, then moved to above her knee. I could hear her labored breathing as I kissed her inner thigh, and I could smell her pussy.Melissa put her hand on my head and said don’t do that. I took a chance, though and darted a tongue onto her leg,. For a while we are packed in, perfumed bodies pressed into one another and I lose sight of him. I half think that he’ll take the opportunity to jump ship unseen but when the bodies thin out he’s still sat there unmoving with downcast eyes.For the final time I sway against the strap as the tube decelerates to our joint destination. The carriage is half empty now and as always there will only be a handful of us disembarking. With a final shuddering clunk we arrive and I step forward to stand. Pushing her to the floor he commanded, "Lick it clean."She tried, she really tried, but the smell and taste were just too much and as he thrust himself into her mouth she gagged and threw up her lunch all over his kameez and the carpet. He looked at her with disgust and marched out, leaving the Embassy guards to deal with her, and her mess. Seeing that she was naked, and that no orders as to her protection had been given, the two guards assumed she was on offer to all and sundry. They availed. They both collapsed into a giggling fit. “You know, stuff ... erm, like sports and stuff.” They looked at each other conspiritually but didn’t expand on what ‘stuff’ might mean. I tried another tack.“Do you miss being at home? I expect you miss being with your Mum and Dad, don’t you?”Their laughter stilled for a moment to be replaced by them both giving a wistful nod. “Yeah, we do miss them but we know we shall be home for the holidays and sometimes we come home for long weekends, so it’s not.