She still had not given me her name despite sitting beside me the flights and drive. And she had said little besides ordering me to study the mission'... file. I never thought of trying to escape. I just assumed she had at least one weapon hidden somewhere in her clothing and that she probably could kill me with her bare hands.We cleared through the Jordanian-Iraqi border with ease and were on our way to a rendezvous in northern Iraq. Apparently I was posing as an Iraqi chemical weapons scientist. I'm instantly hard again! My hand starts to slide into her shirt and I squeeze her breasts. She moans softly under her breath as she kisses me and begins to rub her hands over my cock through my pants. I am so turned on I forgot where I was, and begin to take her breasts out of her shirt. We're passionately kissing with my hands on her breasts and her hands on my cock. Adrenaline kicks in and she begins undoing my pants. She rips the belt off and pulls my pants down, kneeling down with them.. Jerking her shoulder away from his touch, she pulled her knees towards her chest, and curled up into a ball on her bed. “Get away from me , just leave me alone!” Joy sobbed adding, “Just leave me alone! You don’t want me! You made that painfully clear! Just leave, please. I just…” she burst into tears. Joe pulled her body back towards his chest whispering, “ Shhh, I am here to stay. Baby, don’t think I don’t want you or desire you. Pulling away from you was the hardest thing I have ever had to. It made me scream out. He pulled back again, and pushed forward harder, again and again, finally I felt it go deep inside me, as I moaned out. I felt like I was being torn open, it stung, it hurt, but he kept moving. I could hear him telling me how tight I was, how hot and wet, and good it felt.He leaned forward making my knees come back into my breasts, then he began pumping it into me, back and forth, picking up speed. I was going delirious, it felt like it was being driven through my entire.