Dipping my chin, I wrapped my lips around her clit again. I twisted my head to one side and lashed my tongue furiously in a figure-eight motion, movin... her clit in every direction, so fast she had no idea what was happening to it. As her moan of pleasure increased to a scream, I pulled my fingers out to the edge. I plunged them in slowly once, listening to her sharp cry of "oh god," and then I began fucking her hard and fast while I sucked and licked that clit in a sloppy figure-eight.It didn't. I nodded but felt unwilling to share them. There was little pointing washing the Clegg Organisation's dirty linen with its customers. "Yes," I said. "It is all resolved now."The Minister smiled respecting my discretion."Is this the sort of thing you're looking to develop with your cultural transfer programme?" I asked.The Minister chuckled. "Nothing so extreme, my friend," he said, "or at least as far as the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organisation is concerned. We are. I caught hold of her tits and pressed them hard which made her to let a sound..’ahhhh hmmm’..I rested my head on her tits. We slept for half an hour. When i was in a sound-sleep, Veena got up by making me to sleep on the side of the bed. She went inside the bathroom to wash her face. I woke up and looked around for Veena. Since the bathroom light was on and the door was half open, i realized that Veena is inside the bathroom. I walked towards the bathroom and entered to see Veena washing her. " he said and sent his daughter off in the truck."Sounds good. Say you wouldn't happen to have any cold milk would you?" I asked smiling.We went inside and had some fresh milk. It was different than store bought but it was great. We talked more about the weather and what was going to happen; he seemed like a nice guy. He was a veterinarian and owned this particular dairy; they had always been survivalists and had stocked away stuff for a rainy day. As I was talking my com unit beeped."Yes," I.