The tingle and pool of liquid around my mound was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. Never stopping my movements, I slid a hand down to my cli... and began to rub it skillfully. Smack! I whimper in pleasure as Daniel brings his hand down on the globes of my ass. I redouble my efforts as he brings down his other hand on my my ass again. The vibrations of my throat adding to the effect of his cock. I can feel it begin to swell as I bob my head up and down faster, and I rub my clit harder in. . that in itself a severe wrong.It seemed that every river and creek had a different warlord ... all struggling to subdue his neighbor. Open combat with US troops hadn't ceased ... but it was descending into isolated acts causing great hardship on the civilians.Both the guerrillas and the US Army retaliated against rumored atrocities ... and the innocent suffered. Supposedly, the fighting stopped sometime between 1901 and 1916 ... supposedly ... it hadn't.The Moro ... a muslim sect made our. What brings you here?" he asked lamely."You. I was watching you at the casino tonight. It occurred to me I hardly know you. I'd like to do something about that."Ben was stunned. Was he imagining it or was this beautiful woman making a play for him? The mocking, sultry look in her eyes suggested she was.Ben's blood began to boil. His eyes swept up and down Glenda's lush figure. God, what a build! She was bigger than Sue. Fuller, more mature. Ben guessed she must be about twenty- five. God, what. She wore a light white cotton dress down to midcalfs. She wore no panties. If one looked closely, he could see a dark patch showing through at her sex. She also had a white band on her head to hold her long hair in place, white heels and white leather purse. She held his arm possessively as she talked on and on so he wouldn't have a roving eye for another woman.He wondered what it would be like to stay in Paris after the war and live with her. Perhaps marry her. He wasn't sure about Grace any.