Lying back on the mattress, Judy slid one hand down to her pussy and combed her fingers into her encrusted pubic hair. Sliding her other hand up, Judy...cupped one breast, rolling and teasing her nipple. She spread her legs, and pressed the tip of one finger into the top edge of her slit and mashed it down on her clitoris, sending a searing bolt of pleasure through her body.Where had Mike learned that trick of jamming a finger up a girl's backside? What wanton high school hussy had taught him. Grudgingly she agreed to wear an abaya. They were shown through to the Throne Room where a number of local men sat stolidly waiting as the clock hands approached 11 o'clock. After the embassy driver left her in the Throne Room, at her insistence, she had waited less than a minute when the Emir came into the room and sat on his throne. She immediately rose and walked over to him."Ah, Ms. Boush," the Emir said, "Shall we go somewhere a little less formal and a little smaller?"They moved from the. Then Grant straddled my back, easing his cock into my already stuffed full ass, he carefully began to slide in with Phil, they both worked together and I felt my hole stretch fully than ever before. Soon both were as far in as possible and all three got some kind of rhythm going, but it was too good to last, as with one almighty orgasm I shook so hard they all slipped out. I was turned over and impaled on Phil’s cock once more, it went right in my ass, Luke took my pussy and fucked to his. She didn’t know much about the criminal justice system and wondered if he could get bailed out or something. When she pulled into her driveway, she saw Martin Flannigan’s car parked next to his house and her spirits lifted a little. ‘Maybe Martin can help me find out what happened to Lonnie,’ she thought. She parked her car in front of the garage, walked over to Martin’s house, and knocked on the door. Martin heard the knock on his back door, answered it, and was delighted to see his pretty.