Their disappearance had also been covered up with the story of a taxi crash, two deaths, emergency cremations because of the heat, and sadly, only two... urns full of ashes from a cremation to be sent back to the USA.Then one of the guards came along the row of cages, looking up and down each naked woman as though her was appraising them. Some of them smiled at him and spoke to him in Arabic, while others cowered away covering their bodies as best they could with their hands. Occasionally he would. " She said."And if you do I won't have any problem giving you a detention and taking you over my knee you dirty slut." And with that he started to spank her ass as he fucked her hot cunt. My baby was moaning so loud, I knew she was about to cum."Tell Mr. Durow what you want honey." I stroked her hair while I rubbed my hard cock against her face."I-I want your, ooohh, I want your cum Mr. Durow!" She groaned and I put my dick back in her mouth."Oh fuck, you're about to have it you little tease.". Brian was something of a dark horse. Neat and tidy in all things, with a sensible haircut, glasses and fairly conservative dress sense, he was academically gifted and already making a good living for himself. He owned a large, two-bedroom apartment in the same building as us (we were only renting our place), but it was a sparsely furnished workspace more than anything, not a place you felt like hanging out in. He was a naturally private person, but most people considered him aloof. Most of them. I was mesmerized by her smell.. and by the way, I am crazy about Perfumes & have a good collection myself.Me: “Looks like you are wearing Gucci Rush” I guessed, indicating that I was smelling herAkansha: ..a bit Surprised she didn’t expect it.. hey you are Bang on! amused she replied, “Looks like you never stop trying..”Me: Yeah, as they say. “Try, try, try.. till you succeed.. ;)Akansha: hmmm.. I like your attitude!We chatted a bit while in line, an easy connection growing between us. I was.