"It's three hours to our place, your new home," he said, glancing down at me as he led me out of the airport and into the car park. The sun was bright... and the mid-morning warm. I struggled along with him, anxious to reach some kind of safety where I could free my hands and hide my state. I smiled weakly, but couldn't get my thoughts together enough to speak. Another beep made me start, but it was only his car as we arrived. He opened the door for me and I got in quickly, my erection. I am hungry for your pussy. Hungry to see you arch to my lips, hungry to feel and see you cum while withering under me. My dick balls deep in you as you use it, pleasure it. Withering and whimpering as I breed you, then filling your pussy with my semen.You whimper as I lower you, taking your pleasure rod out of you. Turning off the water, pulling you out on the rug to dry you. You look almost angry but I coo to you that you will soon be feeling me in you again. Making your body purr and sing to. “I won't ever leave you. I love you, Wahida.”My wife kissed me. At that moment, I knew it was all worth it. The risk coming to the Middle East, my kidnapping, the potential for future danger. It was all worth it to find this woman. She was delicious, delightful. I loved her so much. Allah had brought us together.He had given me a miracle, too. He brought me back to my wife.I squeezed her rump, massaging and kneading her as she squirmed atop me. Her tongue dueled with mine. She loved me back. "I want to talk to Diane for a moment."Melinda rolled her eyes and muttered something about making out as she followed Ned and Cassie inside.Heather turned to Diane and smiled. "So ... are you still up to this afternoon?" Huh? Oh yes. Yes, of course." Did you bring the paper again with the spells on it?" Heather asked in a husky voice."I did. I-I have it my pocket." Any new spells you want me to try on you?" There w-was only one more. The ... the enslavement spell..." Oh? I thought there were.